Childe | Tartaglia

You were working on some papers that had been dumped onto you, and were clearly frustrated. You had left the door to your office unlocked, so when Childe walked in, you only sighed softly. “Hey!” He exclaimed despite seeing your irritated expression. He closed the door before walking over to your desk, he plopped himself onto it, sitting right in front of you. You had no choice but to look up at him. “Aww are you mad?” He teased.