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HALF AN HOUR FOR LOVE — Childe x F!Reader Chapter 23. Broken promise

Waking up in the arms of the man you love was undoubtedly the most amazing feeling you could ever experience. Of course, feeling another person next to you, tightly hugging your small body in his strong arms, was a little unusual and new, but, as say, you get used to good things quickly. Your nose, buried in Ajax's neck, caught the characteristic scent of his cologne, the smell of pine bark and fresh cinnamon. This perfect combination enveloped you from head to toe in a sweet trail, giving pleasure to your nasal receptors. Your muscles felt a pleasant numbness, reminiscent of your moment of passion last night. Your heart beat rhythmically in your chest, and your mind instantly drew vivid memories of last night.

Your absent-minded, clouded with pleasure, concupiscent and love gaze, looking straight into his blue eyes, which reflected all your feelings and mutually returning it to you to an infinite extent. Your hands were tightly intertwined, he towered over you like the highest rock, actively moving inside you, spreading a feeling of euphoria throughout your body. Your chest, bursting with love and the lack of oxygen in your lungs, which continued to shrink inexorably, dispersing sweet adrenaline through your veins. Your moans, his sly whisper whispering to you the sweetest and most embarrassing words you could ever imagine. Praise flowed from his lips like a song that ended with your duet, woven from moans of pleasure.

Heat enveloped your entire body as the realization came to you. Yesterday was your first time. This exciting thought swirled around your mind, causing your skin to turn red in embarrassment. And your heart couldn't stop fluttering because of the realization that your first sex was even better than you could have imagined. And it was with the man you truly loved. Ajax's every move was laced with tenderness and caution as he bathed you in pleasure and love. Separated from him by the embrace of sleep, at that moment your soul instantly ached with the desire to see him again as soon as possible.

Having put your thoughts in order, you timidly opened your eyes and, as if embarrassed about something, raised your head to look at the ginger man. And a moment later, your cheeks were covered with a bright flame of blush, as if you had been caught red-handed. Your eyes instantly met his. He hadn't slept for some time, and his sly blue eyes watched your embarrassed face with rapture. His lips twitched slightly in a teasing smile as he carefully looked at your embarrassed and sleepy face.

Childe's hoarse voice broke the silence, "Hey, sleeping beauty." Watching your absent-minded face with a grin, he, still holding you in his arms, carefully rolled from his side to his back, thereby placing you on his body. Your skin was firmly in contact with his again, and you squeaked in embarrassment as you found yourself on top of him. Tartaglia smirked, "I like this view much better. I think I could get used to it."

Your cheeks instantly flushed — his teasing nature is back again. The embarrassing words made you furrow your brows, but before you could say something caustic back, your lips were at the mercy of his kiss. But could you resist him? Obviously not. Your lips greeted each other in a morning kiss as if it was normal for the two of you, as if you two had been a married couple for ten years and had two children. Ajax's arms held you closer to him in confidence. And in this gesture you could see his endless longing and desire to constantly feel you next to him. He had never been so thirsty for someone before. The way he loved you was overwhelming.

You timidly broke the kiss, feeling a slight burning sensation in your lungs that needed life-giving oxygen, and laughed when the ginger man made an upset face, and his lips continued to search for yours in order to press it again in a kiss, "Good morning."

Your beautiful smile instantly warmed his heart, and Childe couldn't help but smile genuinely as he admired your beautiful face. The gentle timbre of your voice broke the morning silence and filled the room, illuminated by the rays of the rising sun. Your home-style look was absolutely captivating, and Ajax felt like he could enjoy it forever. He leaned back on the pillow and smiled charmingly at you.

"Good morning, princess. It's not good to peep, you know."

You smiled shyly, lowering your eyes down, looking at the man's pale, freckled chest. Your eyes widened in embarrassment and you let out a squeak, causing Tartaglia to laugh loudly and abruptly knocked you onto your back, hovering over you from above. He nuzzled the hollow of your neck and breathed in the scent of your skin, making you hold your breath. Surrounded by soft toys that witnessed your love, you lay underneath him completely excited and innocent. Childe's heart ached with love.

"Gods, I love you so much." The man whispered, and at that moment it seemed to you that you had forgotten how to breathe.

"Say it again." Your eyes shone with pleading as you looked at him, the way his ginger hair flowed, the way his skin glistened in the bright sun, shining through the satin curtains.

"Hm?" Ajax smiled slyly, leaning a little closer to your face.

"I don't want this to be a dream. So please tell me you love me." You begged. The air seemed to evaporate from your lungs, and you had a feeling that if Childe didn't tell you right now that he loved you, you would completely suffocate. The ginger man couldn't resist how needy you were, so his eyes filled with seriousness.

"It wasn't a dream, Y/n. I love you." And watching your face light up brightly after his words was for Tartaglia the best gift he had ever dreamed of.

Your eyes sparkled with joy, and you happily replied, "I love you too."

Tenderness and comfort enveloped the two of you from head to toe for some time as you continued to bask in each other's arms. Your hands were intertwined, your breathing was even and calm, your mind was empty — the lazy morning was so comfortable and calm in the arms of your loved one.

Exactly until the moment when your mind finally cleared up after a sweet night and a gentle awakening, accompanied by words of love, and the realization came to you that your bedroom was filled with the light of the already awakened sun. Its rays fell on your skin, but the sun wasn't as warm as it was in the summer. You suddenly perked up and rose from your warm place next to the man, who lazily looked at you with a question.

"What time is it now?" You asked and buried in Ajax's body, deftly reaching for your phone to find out what time it was. The man, enjoying the weight of your body on his, looked at the phone screen without interest when you finally unlocked it. "Eight in the morning?! We're late for work!"

You instantly jumped out of bed, starting to randomly run around the room, collecting clothes from the floor that you both had scattered the day before in the heat of passion. The ginger man propped himself up on his elbows, watching with love in his eyes as you ran from side to side in your pajama top with wild hair. Even like this you were the most beautiful and sweetest woman in the world for him, so he couldn't help but laugh loudly when you once again tripped over a small chair standing next to your bed.

Your cheeks turned red when you heard your lover laugh. You pouted and huffed, throwing his red shirt and gray pants at him. "Stop laughing! Why didn't you wake me up?!"

"You're so cute when you sleep. I couldn't disturb your sleep." Ajax shrugged and grinned, noticing how cute you were pouting. You made a martyr's expression on your face and sighed, which made Tartaglia tense slightly and rise from the bed. He left the soft feather beds and came closer to you. "Angel, it's okay, don't be mad."

The new affectionate pet name that left his lips made your heart jump in your chest and you just sighed, biting your lip. The cool air of the room began to gradually irritate your warm skin. You looked into the man's eyes.

"Sorry, it's just very important to me. My boss will be unhappy with my lateness."

"Y/n, it's okay. Don't worry." The man smiled encouragingly at you and lifted your chin with his hand. You looked at him with your doe eyes and smiled too, letting him know that you weren't mad at him. Childe smiled mischievously, pecking your cheek softly. "After all, I'm your immediate superior. And I generously allow you to be late today."

You rolled your eyes and turned away from your lover, "You're pissing me off."

"I love you too!"

A stupid, loving smile appeared on your lips when you heard Ajax's words. At that moment, you were incredibly glad that you had your back to him, otherwise you definitely wouldn't have been able to escape from his stupid teasing. Warm hands circled your waist, and you felt Tartaglia's chin fall on your shoulder — your stomach twisted with excitement, you were filled with a feeling of boundless happiness. The ginger man breathed out.

"Baby, I really know how much it means to you. But you shouldn't overwork yourself. And you should be able to accept help from other people." His voice was smooth and calm, he tried to calm you down, and you felt some relief. "If I..." He paused briefly, tightening his grip on your body in his arms. You listened carefully to his words. "If I fully paid for your brother's education at the academy, would you mind?"

His words sounded like a bolt from the blue. Stunned, you instantly turned around to face him. "Are you kidding now?"

"No, I'm absolutely serious. If you would have just said yes, I would have done it for you."

"But it's a really large amount of money." You shook your head, refusing. "I can't ask you for that." Ajax turned you around to face him and placed your face in his large hands. His blue eyes looked into your eyes with all seriousness.

"Princess, money is not a big deal. For your sake, I'm ready to sacrifice every unit of mora in my wallet. You don't have to rely only on yourself. I want to help you."

You smiled tenderly and stroked his hand holding your cheek. Your heart trembled with love and gratitude.

"I know, but this isn't even about me, it's about my brother." Childe looked at you questioningly, raising an eyebrow as you continued speaking. "He was categorically against it when I told him that I would go to Snezhnaya to earn money to pay for his education. My mother and I barely persuaded him. Need I say that he would refuse your offer?"

The man sighed, accepting defeat, but then smiled and stroked your cheek with a sweeping motion of his thumb.

"Well, if you're so stubborn, I bet your brother is even more stubborn, huh?" He winked at you.

You snorted and pulled away from his embrace. "I'm gonna take a shower."

Ajax nodded and when you were almost out of the bedroom, he said to you in a gentle voice, "But I'm happy that you and your mother managed to persuade Xiao."

You smiled.

"I'm happy too."

And a moment later, when your figure disappeared into the doorway, the smile disappeared from Ajax's face, and in its place came the painful awareness of the deep hole into which he had fallen, dragging you along with him. A disgusting feeling of guilt ate him from the inside, and horror covered his entire body when he imagined the expression on your face at the moment when you find out about everything. The man grabbed his head and clenched his ginger curls in his fist, trying to distract himself from the mental pain with physical pain. But there was no salvation from this pain, just as there was no salvation from the moment when the whole bitter truth will be revealed to you.

Childe took a few shaky breaths to calm himself down and walked closer to your bed to grab his phone from his pants pocket. He needed to make this call, even though his throat was dry and the guilt towards you was incomparable to all his bank accounts. The sound of water coming from the bathroom convinced Tartaglia that you couldn't hear him, and the man was finally able to press the ill-fated call button. He was ready to burn to the ground.

"Ayato is listening." Ayato's joyful voice was heard from the other side of the phone. Talking to him was the last thing Childe wanted right now. But there was no choice. Ajax decided to get straight to the point.

"I did what you asked." His tongue didn't obey the man, but the ginger still uttered these bitter-tasting words, despite the big desire to tell Kamisato Ayato to go to hell. It was quiet for some time at the other end of the phone, but after a couple of moments Tartaglia again heard his friend's eerily pleased exclamation.

"Hm-m, what are you talking about?" The innocence in the tone of Ayato's voice made the ginger man tense and clench with his fist the blanket, still keeping the warmth of your bodies.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about." Childe didn't want the blue-haired man to notice the tremble in his voice, but nothing could hide how broken his words were. And Ayato knew this very well.

"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you're trying to say." The man with blue hair said mockingly. The ginger man's heart sank with severe pain, and a slight trembling ran through his body. The sounds of running water coming from the bathroom continued to remind him that he was still near the woman he loved, whom he was now so shamelessly betraying.

"I fulfilled the conditions of the bet." There was a buzzing in his ears, it was difficult to concentrate on reality — Ajax could only think about how he was slowly but surely destroying two lives — his and yours.

"Ah, and what were these conditions? Remind me so that I can properly reward your efforts." Ayato seemed to want Tartaglia to be in pain. And for his heart to break into pieces right now. Kamisato Ayato wanted Childe to voice what he had done with his own hands.

There was no turning back.

"I slept with Y/n." The ginger man felt like he was going to throw up. It was wrong, but he made his choice a long time ago. Ajax took a deep breath to regain his composure.

The silence that reigned in the room was interrupted only by Tartaglia's wildly beating heart in his chest and Ayato's breathing on the other side of the phone. The silence was unbearable, and the only thing Childe wanted was for Ayato to finally speak. He wanted to hear any sound except the voice of his conscience, which inevitably began to devour all his thoughts and blame him for all human sins. But before Ajax would go crazy, finally, after a painfully endless silence, the ginger man heard his friend's voice again.

"Oh, you talked about it!" The man with blue hair was sincerely surprised, but Ajax didn't believe his surprise with a single part of his soul. The ginger man tightened his grip on his iphone, not wanting to say another word. "It's wonderful!"

Tartaglia's lips curled into a sad smile as an unpleasant lump of bitterness lodged in his throat. Wonderful, you say?

"You have fulfilled your part of the bet, so I will unconditionally fulfill mine." Ayato continued to have fun listening to his friend's rapid breathing, and a victorious smile couldn't help but appear on the blue-haired man's lips. "You did a good job!" And, as if mocking, he continued saying, "Say hello to Y/n for m..."

Ajax hung up the call without allowing the man with blue eyes to finish, and tiredly leaned back on the plush feather beds of your bed. His blue eyes stared at the white ceiling, and his mind was clouded with thoughts. The image of you flashed into his mind as you lay underneath him, ready to fully accept him and become one with him. Your words sounded in Childe's head.

You always keep your promises.

Tartaglia clenched his teeth — a characteristic grinding sound was heard. In that moment, you trusted him like never before, and the only thing he did was take advantage of your trust so shamelessly to achieve his goals. He was never worthy of even the slightest bit of your trust. It was unimaginable how much the ginger man hated himself right now.

Could things have turned out differently for two of you? Why were you the one who walked out of the company building at the very moment when Ayato offered him this damn bet? Ajax would give anything for you to have the opportunity to meet each other under completely different circumstances that would never have led him to this damn bet.

Childe groaned in irritation. What was he supposed to do now that he had broken his promise to you?

"Still sleepy?" Your voice suddenly broke the silence of your bedroom and made the man flinch in fear. You didn't seem to notice how nervous he was, so you smiled gently and opened your closet of clothes. Ajax, humming, rose from the bed. "Hurry up and take a shower."

Tartaglia couldn't bring himself to look at you, because he was gnawing at the feeling of guilt towards you. He sighed and threw on a red shirt, slowly starting to dress. Silence fell over your bedroom, a contrast to how noisy your awakening had been. Noticing that your lover's mood had changed slightly, you stopped sorting through your clothes and turned to Ajax. You walked a little closer to the ginger man and looked into his eyes.

Your hands rested on his pale, freckled cheeks and you asked, "Are you okay, Childe? You look like you're upset about something."

The thing that made him feel bad was something you were never supposed to know about. At least until you find out that he's supposed to marry Lumine. He wanted so badly for this moment to never come and for you always to be happy together. Therefore, the ginger man decided that he would enjoy the little time that was allotted to him next to you, until the moment when you will found out about everything and hated his entire being.

So he smiled charmingly at you and said, "I'm fine, angel." Tartaglia was always proud of how quickly he could adapt to situations and hide his true emotions. And this skill really came in handy for him right now.

Your face lit up with relief and joy when you heard that your loved one was okay. And everything would be fine, but Tartaglia wouldn't be Tartaglia if he hadn't said the next words.

"Did you just call me Childe, baby?" He made an offended face and pouted his lips, causing you to raise your eyebrow questioningly. The most cocky smile appeared on Ajax's lips. "I thought you clearly remembered my real name when you moaned it last night, hm?"

The ginger man had never seen anyone blush so quickly in his life. Your cheeks burned red and you were about to tell this handsome, annoying and charming man everything you thought about him, but Childe's reaction was once again faster than yours, and he pressed his lips to yours in a kiss. His lips curved into a smug smile when you didn't resist and returned his kiss. Receiving the gentle caresses of your lover, you thought that this morning couldn't be any better.

Standing on the street and slightly trembling from the cold, you held your lover's hand and looked around. It was cold, people passing by two of you were wrapped in warm scarves and coats to protect themselves from the merciless cold. Also squeezing your hand, Ajax was talking to someone on the phone, but you didn't delve into the essence of the conversation, admiring how beautifully the white snow shimmered in the rays of the morning sun. Small crystals of snow shimmered beautifully in the sun, like beautiful diamonds of the purest cut. Lost in the clouds of the last passionate night and the gentle morning awakening, you didn't notice how the man finished talking on the phone.

He put his phone in his pocket and touched your cheek with his other hand, getting your attention. You looked up at him. "Princess, I need to pick up some documents, so before we go to work, we will visit one more place."

You nodded and began to look around in search of a black Mercedes, which was nowhere to be seen. Childe noticed your gaze and nervously ruffled his ginger hair.

"Speaking of which..." You looked at the man and he wilted a little under your gaze. "Yesterday I came here on foot, now my car is in the parking lot next to the penthouse where my apartment is located."

You froze in place upon hearing his words. Your eyes filled with a glow and your heart sank painfully in your chest as you remembered how sad the man was last night, how he cried in your arms. And he actually came to your house on foot just to see you? Just to hear your voice and feel your support?

"You came here on foot?" Ajax was taken aback when he noticed the change in your expression, but nodded, and a moment later he found himself in your tight cuddles. You buried your nose in his chest, squeezing the fabric of his fur coat with your hands and trying to take away with your hugs all the pain he had to go through. Childe took a deep breath, relaxing in your embrace. This was the moment when he realized once and for all that a person had appeared in his life who would always be by his side, ready to share all his joys and hardships.

"Thank you, Y/n." You nodded, sniffling.

Walking holding hands with your loved one was a new experience for you, but it was very pleasant and exciting. The warmth of Ajax's hand warmed your skin, and a happy smile couldn't help but appear on your face. Your fingers were intertwined while the air around you was filled with words that flowed from your lips without knowing the measure. You liked learning something new about your lover.

"Have you seriously never taken the subway?" You were genuinely surprised when the man nodded affirmatively. "The fastest way to get to your apartment from my area is the subway." You explained.

It was funny to see how awkward Tartaglia looked when you talked about everyday things like the subway. He grew up in a world of wealth and luxury, so he didn't need to take the subway, and you understood that very well. The knowledge that you would be the one to help him discover something new gave you enthusiasm, and you pulled him towards the entrance to the subway.

The subway car was very crowded, people were crowding and pushing each other. It was stuffy here, and you tried to catch at least a drop of life-saving oxygen, with some embarrassment resting your nose on the hard chest of the ginger man, who covered you with his body and looked irritably at the people jostling nearby. Ajax looked so funny when he tried to shield you from other people and endured pushes in the back and pain in feet that have been stepped on by other people.

When you both were finally outside again, breathing in the fresh air, you asked slyly.

"Did you like your first trip on the subway?"

"This was the first and last time. We will never take the subway again." The man snorted and grabbed your hand, heading towards the big penthouse.

You giggled and followed your lover. The high buildings of the elite area excited your imagination, and you looked around with admiration. It was very beautiful here, but of all the buildings, the most beautiful was the penthouse in which Childe's apartment was located. The receptionist bowed in greeting to you and Tartaglia, notifying the ginger man that his car was parked in the parking lot. Ajax nodded and led you further inside the building.

His apartment was spacious, you could even say it looked royally luxurious. From the window there was a stunning view of the winter Snezhnaya and the sun rising in the blue sky. The floors were carpeted with expensive fur carpets, and the kitchen had only the most modern equipment. You approached the panoramic window, and the view of the city excited your heart.

"I thought you lived outside the city." You tilted your head, looking questioningly at the man as he walked through the living room.

"This is true." Childe nodded, his gaze dimming as he continued speaking. "I bought this apartment to staying here when I wanted to be alone..." He paused for a moment. "And when my parents were arguing with each other..."

You immediately felt guilty for bringing up the topic, "I'm sorry, Ajax, I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, angel." The ginger man smiled kindly at you and patted your head. "I want you to know about every moment in my life, even the sad ones."

You smiled back at him, and the man turned around to head to his office and pick up the documents he needed. Remaining standing by the window, you couldn't see how he bit his lip until it hurt.

But he would never want you to know about the moment that will destroy your happy life.

Having taken the documents, you and Tartaglia left his apartment. The journey to work didn't take too long, because there were mostly no traffic jams and the roadway was clear. When the car stopped at the company premises, you both left the car, but before starting your work, you stopped in front of each other.

"Well... I see you later?" You asked shyly, clasping your hands behind your back. Childe held his breath — you were so fucking cute, dear God.

Carefully standing up on your toes, you touched Ajax's cheek with your lips, leaving a hot kiss on his skin and making the man melt with love. You could watch as Tartaglia reached for your lips for a kiss, but you playfully put your forefinger on his lips, thereby preventing him from kissing you. You couldn't help but tease him right now.

"Have a good day." You smiled at him and turned around, heading towards your office.

"Come on, princess! You can't just leave me here like this!"

When you heard your lover's disappointed voice, you couldn't help but smile, biting your lip. It looks like your life was starting to change in a big way.

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