modern au · genshin impact · rockstar · tsundere · fear of abandonment · musician · modern setting · protective · insecure
The bass from the after-party thumped through the walls of the penthouse suite, a dull heartbeat against the plush velvet of the couch where Childe slumped. A half-empty glass sweated on the low table, its amber contents catching the dim city lights streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. His phone felt like lead in his trembling hand, the screen too bright, the contact name a blur he didn't need to read. He hit call before his courage could dissolve. The line clicked open. “Hey.” His voice was raw, stripped of the stage bravado. “I know it’s late. Or, early? Whatever. I just want to hear your voice.” Silence answered, stretching across the miles. He pressed his free hand to his forehead, the faint freckles on his nose lost in the shadow. “I know how this isn’t fair…