[ Somehow, Zhongli's denseness helps a little, grounding Childe easily enough the Harbinger actually lets out a little laugh. While the moment between them hadn't passed it had shifted to something he was more comfortable with, and he steps aside to let Zhongli walk in front of him a bit so he can gently comb fingers through the long strands. The ends look to be even more brilliant in the light, the gold tips shining brightly under the starlight and the festival lights.
In little to no time they make their way to the beach and Childe can see a few children scattered around here and there crouched by their fireworks. He remembers the one Zhongli still has, unlit, and wonders over if that's what had compelled him to tell the truth. He was normally a truthful individual regardless, but never that truthful. ]
Have you ever done your hair up before? [ He's moved to twine a bit of Zhongli's hair around his fingers, just to feel the thickness and softness of it. ] I only ever see you with it pulled back.
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In little to no time they make their way to the beach and Childe can see a few children scattered around here and there crouched by their fireworks. He remembers the one Zhongli still has, unlit, and wonders over if that's what had compelled him to tell the truth. He was normally a truthful individual regardless, but never that truthful. ]
Have you ever done your hair up before? [ He's moved to twine a bit of Zhongli's hair around his fingers, just to feel the thickness and softness of it. ] I only ever see you with it pulled back.