Childe "I Can Make Her Worse" Tartaglia (
monoceroscaeli) wrote in
insurmountable2022-03-26 11:46 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
everybody's challenge turning into mine / and overcame adversity
[He knows he's going to get scolded by Prince Aether. He knows and he doesn't really care, that other knight really had it coming.
He'd had a little spat with one of the other knights in the keep, a little disagreement over dinner, at least that's what Childe would have called it. In reality, he'd started the fight, running his mouth and delighting at the visceral anger he'd caused the other knight. A few words were exchanged, a bone from a finished chicken wing was flung at the other, and that's all it took before he was showing off his martial prowess in front of the rest of the keep. The guy got one good blow in before he'd beaten him unconscious, having to be pulled off of him before he went too far. No alcohol needed for that mess of course, since he reveled in making scenes like that.
And he never regretted it, at least when it came to his reputation. Which, of course, wasn't great. He'd always had a chaotic side and people steered clear of him because of it. But those people really aren't the kind he'd hang out with anyhow. He had his own agenda, and if he's being honest, no one could keep up with him.
He's trying to get back to his own quarters now, a nasty cut right across his eyebrow where he'd gotten punched. He swears the other must of had a ring on or something, a knuckle shouldn't of made a cut that big. But it hurt, and he has to constantly wipe the blood away or else it would trickle down into his eye. He's a bit preoccupied with making sure he can see that he doesn't see Prince Aether round the corner and begin to walk towards him.
When he removes his hand from his face, there's blood all over it, and still some that bubbles up and pools in his eyebrow again.
That's when he spots the other. Drat, he's in for it now...]
He'd had a little spat with one of the other knights in the keep, a little disagreement over dinner, at least that's what Childe would have called it. In reality, he'd started the fight, running his mouth and delighting at the visceral anger he'd caused the other knight. A few words were exchanged, a bone from a finished chicken wing was flung at the other, and that's all it took before he was showing off his martial prowess in front of the rest of the keep. The guy got one good blow in before he'd beaten him unconscious, having to be pulled off of him before he went too far. No alcohol needed for that mess of course, since he reveled in making scenes like that.
And he never regretted it, at least when it came to his reputation. Which, of course, wasn't great. He'd always had a chaotic side and people steered clear of him because of it. But those people really aren't the kind he'd hang out with anyhow. He had his own agenda, and if he's being honest, no one could keep up with him.
He's trying to get back to his own quarters now, a nasty cut right across his eyebrow where he'd gotten punched. He swears the other must of had a ring on or something, a knuckle shouldn't of made a cut that big. But it hurt, and he has to constantly wipe the blood away or else it would trickle down into his eye. He's a bit preoccupied with making sure he can see that he doesn't see Prince Aether round the corner and begin to walk towards him.
When he removes his hand from his face, there's blood all over it, and still some that bubbles up and pools in his eyebrow again.
That's when he spots the other. Drat, he's in for it now...]
no subject
Sorry for taking so long, [he begins,] that small moment out was nice to clear my head. You two didn't happen to grab the two of us some drinks, did you?
[Luke nods, handing a glass to each of them filled with champagne, to which Childe happily accepts his and downs the entire glass in one gulp with a satisfied sigh after.]
Sir Childe, we were hoping to have a toast to a bright future but...
Then I'll just have to get another glass, [he replies,] this isn't very strong anyhow. The night certainly would be far more interesting if we had some good vodka, wouldn't you say?
no subject
Fresh air really helps a lot.
[But obviously nobody is fooled among them. The smiles are only for those around them to make them think that everything is okay. Elise understands that much, so she doesn't say anything either, only gives Aether a glass as well and tries to put a cheerful expression on her own face.
They're all struggling.]
A toast sounds nice... but Childe...
[There's a bit of worry showing again in his eyes. He hopes his knight isn't trying to get drunk to dull the emotions and stress of the evening.]
no subject
[Childe raises his eyebrows, but he sees that look in Aether's eyes. He's worried that he's going to get drunk, probably. It wasn't something he planned on, but being a little loose sounded like a good idea either way.]
You're worried I'm going to drink myself silly, right?
[It might upset the prince if he does though. Childe sighs, eyes softening for a moment. He won't; the last thing he wants to do is make any of the three around him upset at this point.]
Allow me two more, Prince Aether. I won't have any more than that. I promise.
no subject
...That's fine. [He nods firmly, before he goes to get a drink for Childe himself. After handing it to his knight, Aether sighs to clear his head, then raises up his glass for a cheer.]
Let's have a toast to a bright future.
[May all their wishes come true and the dark clouds disappear.]
no subject
------
[It's a week or two later when there's a light knock at the prince's chamber door, and Childe doesn't wait for Aether to answer it before he slips inside. He's dressed very casually for the night, very much like the first time he'd ended up in the prince's bed.
It's been a stressful last few weeks. Getting missives from their enemies has been bad enough, let alone the things they'd been asking him to do in preparation for their plan against the king. Childe had done as they'd asked, even if it tore at him to think he was doing something in betrayal of the king. But it was necessary, and he knew it- he just needed to figure out a way to stop it.
But tonight is a night he wants to use to unwind, and there's nothing better than bothering his favorite person in the world to do so. Childe is very unapologetic for letting himself in, but he's sure ultimately, the prince won't mind.]
Don't mind me, I thought I'd stop by for a bit. Certainly you can make some time for your knight?
no subject
But tonight, perhaps he'll get to forget about his worries. Maybe.
His eyes open wide when he sees Childe slipping inside to his chamber. Aether himself is dressed light, ready to fall asleep in his neatly made bed. He didn't even consider that his knight could come visit... even though he missed him terribly.]
Childe, b-but...
[Aether rushes to the door, opening them to peek outside. The corridor is completely empty with no traces of anyone nearby. Once that is checked, the prince locks the door, before turning to Childe again. His brows curve up with worry.]
What are you doing here? Shouldn't we be careful... because of you-know-what.
[He's not even sure if he should talk about this. Still, even without an enemy on the horizon, they would still need to be more careful.]
no subject
It's hardly worth worrying about this point. If they already know, hiding it does nothing.
[He'd missed this closeness, it's felt like ages since he was last able to hold Aether in his arms. Childe doesn't let go for several moments, soaking in the prince's presence and closing his eyes as his head falls to touch Aether's own.]
Besides, I couldn't stay away any longer. Another moment more would be too torturous than I was willing to suffer.
no subject
Well... I can't argue with that.
[He nuzzles his head against the other, holding tighter.]
I've missed this, too.
[He breathes in and out, eyes closed as they both stay like this for another moment. It almost makes him wonder how he managed to survive without feeling his knight so close.]
no subject
Come. I'd like to sit for a while, if you don't mind.
[Childe's hand slides into Aether's, tugging him along towards the bed, already thinking about changing his mind if he wants to lie down or sit. He only lets go of Aether once they get to the bed to remove his boots- but he looks like he's ready to relax, his mind feeling as if its wound far too tightly for his liking.]
Have you been well? I know we haven't had much time for each other since the ball. I'll admit, I've been far busier than I anticipated.
no subject
Of course. We can sit for as long as you like.
[He lets Childe lead him towards the bed and he's quick to take a seat beside him, still close, once the other settles. His hands find Childe's as Aether listens to his knight.]
I've been well. Everything... has bee very quiet recently. But I'm guessing the same can't be said for you.
[He doesn't hide concern from his face.]
no subject
One that understands him better than anyone else, and one that he doesn't have to hide himself from.]
Haha, yes, it's been quite the opposite for me. The strings I've had to pull as part of the requests to set up the attempt on your father's life...it burns me deeper than I could ever describe. Every word I utter feels like treason.
[Childe's face scrunches up, trying to tell himself that all he does now will be undone by his own hand. That it's all for the safety of the king, and for Aether. He squeezes the prince's hand, letting a little more stress go with the action.]
no subject
The prince squeezes Childe's hands back, trying to reassure him.]
I know it must be very difficult for you... But I trust you. I know that you will teach them a lesson.
[He leans close, brushing a small kiss to his knight's cheek.]
And I'll be always by your side. If I can do anything to make you feel better and take that stress away, just tell me.
no subject
Childe sighs, leaning into Aether, thankful for the comfort.]
Just be with me, for a while. That alone means more than you know.
[The knight buries his face into the crook of the prince's neck, planting soft kisses while he rests there. The solidness of his presence helps soothe Childe further. He is trying to forget about the current predicament they're in, at least for the moment, so anger doesn't overtake him when he thinks about it too much.
This little bit helps, and he's thankful for it.]
no subject
This moment, now that they're together is much needed for both of them. Aether wraps his arms around Childe and runs his hands in circles over his back, trying to comfort him. At the same time, he relaxes when he feels those soft kisses against his skin.]
I'll be with you for as long as you need it, not just for a while.
[He shifts to brush another kiss to his knight's cheek, before he relaxes against him again, head resting on Childe's shoulder.]
I'll always be here for you, anytime you need me.
no subject
Childe nuzzles his face into Aether's neck, taking deep breaths and breathing in his scent, the faint smell of lavender filling his nostrils. He finds it far easier to let his mind wander from thoughts of the tasks he had to complete, and Aether's words seem to have an ever more relaxing effect on him. The knight's shoulders relax, the kiss on his cheek leaving a tingling sensation that remains even after his head rests on his shoulder.]
Anytime?
[Because that time is definitely now, as Childe lifts his head from Aether's neck and greedily pushes his face into the prince's, nuzzling it up to capture his lips in a deep, needy kiss. He wants to forget about the day and drown himself in his lover, his mouth opening to let his tongue dance with Aether's, pressing his weight against him.
Maybe he was a little touch-starved too, but what does that matter now that he has Aether right here with him.]
no subject
Aether gasps when the kiss ends, taking a few deep breathes before he finally looks up at the other and smiles.]
That's right... anytime. [He laughs, softly. A blush is bright on his cheeks and his loose, golden hair are splayed all around his head.
It doesn't take him long to lean up and pull his knight into another kiss as his hands move down to the other's hips and caress his sides with delicate fingertips.
Relax. I'm here for you, for as long as you need it.]
no subject
It makes him beyond happy to be able to gaze down at Aether this way, returning the gesture with a soft smile before he's brought back down into another kiss, hands soothing his nerves as they dance on his hips and sides. Childe can feel his body relax under Aether's soft touch, his own hands both cupping Aether's face as he kisses him slowly, each caress more mesmerizing and sweet.
It's hard to pull away, but he finally does, sighing as he catches his breath.]
If only you could stop time for me, among all the power you have as prince of this nation.
[Then he could spend as much time as he wanted with him without having to worry about obligation and duty.]
no subject
I wish I could... I really am not that powerful.
[If he was, he would make the night last forever as they melt into one another, soaking in warmth and love.]
Sometimes I feel like I don't have much power at all...
[His words come quiet, but there's still a soft smile on his face. As long as he has enough of power to protect those he cares about, then he doesn't mind. As long as he can make his knight smile, then it's also enough.
...Right now, he can't achieve either of these things as long as the schemers are around, but at least he still has enough power to sooth Childe's nerves.]
no subject
Well, you have enough to keep me here. Surely that should be enough for now.
[He nuzzles his head into him, much happier now in this position than he was before he'd come to see Aether.]
You know, [he muses,] now would be the perfect time to slip out of the castle. We could travel to the nearest village, and enjoy our night without the watchful eye of the knights.
no subject
You want us to run away together? [He asks, laughing softly.] That's a tempting idea.
[He wants to do it. He wants to be with Childe, he wants no one to disturb them.
Sneaking away into the night sounds like something they both really need now.]
no subject
Childe sits up, planting his hands behind him as he grins back to Aether. He's into this idea now. This would be fun.]
Why don't we? There's nothing stopping us.
[There's a mischievous glint in Childe's eyes; whatever they do, it'll be filled with something unknowable.]
Let's get dressed and go. Being cooped up here all the time just to enjoy each other's company isn't a life I want to lead.
no subject
You're right... nothing is stopping us. And nothing will stop us.
[He pushes himself up into a sitting position, grinning back at Childe. That taste of freedom is something he can't say "no" to. Maybe his dear knight is a bad influence on him... or maybe it's Aether's dream of adventures that pushes him into this.
Regardless, he catches his lover hands then gives him a quick kiss on the mouth before pulling away.]
Let's meet in the stables. Nobody should be there at this hour.
no subject
Childe doesn't waste much time making himself decent again, also eagerly helping to get Aether together too so they can go out.]
I've heard there's quite the night life down the road a ways. There should be a performance we can catch, and there will be plenty to drink as well.
[He winks at Aether. It'll be a good time.]
no subject
Aether turns his back to his knight, asking with gestures for help in braiding his long, golden hair.]
Just remember that at least one of us has to stay sober. [He reasons, trying to call for at least a bit of rationality in himself. If they overdo it with the drinks, they'll surely get in trouble.]
no subject
Haha, I'll make sure one of us doesn't drink too much then, my prince, [Childe replies thoughtfully. He knows even when he's shit faced drunk, he still has a level of responsibility to him- but only when it comes to making sure the prince is safe.]
But it wouldn't hurt for us to have a little, to relax our nerves a bit, wouldn't you say? The particular tavern I'm thinking of has a drink that would suit your tastes quite well, and mine too.
[He finishes braiding Aether's hair, tying it neatly on the end and admiring his work for a moment.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
crawls back to this after 3984783 years...
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)