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"How does soup for lunch sound?" Childe turns his head slightly to look at his husband who merely hums before opening his eyes to look at him.

"Who am I to deny what my lovely wife cooks? I will eat anything you make, my love" Zhongli's sultry voice sends a shiver down his spine, the ex-archon smiles pleased at his reaction.

His husband's pleased smile is short-lived, as soon as amber eyes look at what Childe is cooking, his face constraints, eyes furrowing, lips pulled into a pout.

"My love"

Childe hums in response.

"You must be aware of my adversity towards seafood" Zhongli's voice comes out slightly strained.

Or just pure zhongchi fluff