⇝ childe x gn!reader (can be read as platonic/romantic)
⇝warnings:implied suicidal thoughts, multiple possible impliedmental illnesses.
liyue has never felt so dull.
your legs shift beneath you, the fabric of your clothing catching on the splinters of wood that stick out from the railing. the wind sifts past you then, a cool breeze that makes goosebumps rise on your skin; desperately chasing warmth. it finds none.
the ground is far, perhaps too close. the cracks in the pavement, oh so subtle, scream at you. memories of moments long ago; the fall of a brick, heavy, easily shattering the concrete. shattering itself in the process. you wonder, just briefly, how easy it’d be to tip over the edge, how simple it would be to do the same—how simultaneously excrutiating but painlessit would feel, making contact with the ground.
the breeze picks up, much like a warning. the careful slamof the entrance to northland bank feels like a slap to the face—what time is it? what are you doing here? you need to leave, you need to get away before it’s too late, before—
“what are you doing out here, comrade?”
“looking,” the answer comes too quickly as you wave up at the sky.
childe spares only the smallest of glances towards the view; nothing new, liyue always looks like this so early in the morning. he, however, can focus clearly on the intent behind your words—it’s not unfamiliar, the way your voice rises in pitch. he knows why, hell, he knows all too well. looking,you’d said?he grimaces, looking for? looking at? perhaps you’re not really looking at all.
“hmm.”
you try not to cringe; old habits die hard. childe is as embarrassing as ever.
Wanna know something I always find stupidly ironic?
Every day, no matter what, I always ask my friends and family members if they had eaten.
“Hey hun, did you eat lunch yet?”
“Make sure you get somthing in you”
“Drink some water!”
“Oh honey you gotta have somthing, you’ve been working all day!”
“What’d you have? Oooo that sounds good!”
Yet not a single person. Not a single time. Did anyone ask me that in return. I know it’s stupid and self pitying as hell, but damn. Wouldn’t it be nice if someone asked.
If there’s one sure fire way I know I’m fat, it’s that no one ever has to make sure that I eat.
God you guys.. literally, I’m weak in the knees with overwhelmed emotion from you guys doing this for me.. I’m really so sorry to complain like that. I just… I wanna cry because this means so much to me.
I’ll try and eat somthing healthy for u today, and I’ll drink water, so please please make sure you eat too and drink plenty of water too
