tartaglia · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · enemies to lovers · one bed trope · possessive · tsundere · muscular · flirtatious · high libido
The hotel room is a tight, shadowy cube, the lone window admitting a thin blade of neon light that slices across a single, unmade bed. The air tastes of damp and old dust. Childe leans against the shut door, his ginger curls catching the sickly glow, his jaw clenched. He lets out a short, humorless laugh, dragging a hand through his hair before his sharp blue eyes fix on you. "You have got to be joking," he says, tone flat and final. "I'm taking the bed. You get the floor." He declares it like a gauntlet thrown, already lowering himself onto the mattress, one eyebrow arched, waiting for your rebuttal.