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Xia frowned deeply as she saw Daoming Si's sweatshirt fall down below her knees. she knew he was bigger than her but this seems to look too big.
she really did underestimate their height difference.
it showed Xia the real difference when he came inside the closet towering Xia's height as she looked at the two of them in the mirror as he sneakily snaked his arms around her waist.
Xia pouted upset about her planned outfit not looking as good as she planned it be.
she already trashed Daoming Si's closet in search of something to wear- she would've already been done with this problem if he'd let her leave to fetch clothes but he was being childish and refusing to let her leave alone.
she didn't mind, that was until she figured it wouldn't be easy to find something to wear she knows for sure she'd like.
seeing the mess she made she felt slightly bad. just slightly, for her anger towards Daoming Si covered up the rest of what she felt.
she glared at him through the mirror and all she recieved back was a grin.
he was such a poker-faced person. he has this menacing expression at his face plastered at all time and yet when he was with Xia he'd always have this boyish genuine smile in his face, almost like he couldn't hide his happiness around her.
"i fucking hate you" she muttered in anger before walking away with him close behind her.
"no, u don't" he whispers.
"no, i don't" she agrees in a beat despite her anger making him hum in satisfaction.
he was feeling smug and cheery as if Xia did not just ruin his well arranged closet and made it look like a hurricane just got past it. it was starting to worry Xia how much he'd let her get away with.
she was torn by how she felt by this, she felt special over how he does things to her that he'll never let other people do to him or how he's letting small things pass that he'd probably torment other people for.
yet at the same time she found it annoying, he wasn't holding her accountable for her mistakes which lead her to wanting to act up more. she felt so spoiled and that he'd do anything for her.
"i don't have clothes" Xia stated the obvious while accepting the extra toothbrush Daoming Si gave her.
she then placed a generous amount of toothpaste on both their toothbrushes and leaned down to brush her teeth. she slightly tilted to the side to see her lover doing the same thing.
she glanced at the two of them in the mirror suddenly smiling so wide as they both did their routines like they've been doing this their whole lives despite this being only the second time.
it feels like this'll be the first of many mornings with each other and she feels so warm inside because of it.
Daoming Si finished up cleaning himself up but Xia stayed in front the mirror cleaning her face. she offered to clean his face also but he looked like he didn't need anything.
she felt upset how he barely uses anything to clean his face other than soap and water yet his face was clearer than ever.
"Ah si!" Xia grumbled catching him off his trance of staring in her face.
he looked at her with a poker face as if he wasn't filling his own mind with desire just by looking at her. Xia had a gut feeling of this but she ignored this-- it wasn't like she was the purest person either.
and besides, she wasn't gonna act like the two of them weren't just all up each other last night. they didn't sleep with each other for that seems way too fast even for the two of them but that doesn't mean they definitely didn't make out half of the night.
Xia sighs in annoyance. "can you like- pay attention?" her tone gave warning.
"I am paying attention to you baby. you literally have it all" he responds easily and smoothly.
she squinted her eyes at him and realizing he was right but she wasn't gonna let him win this argument. "okay.. then listen to my words like a normal person rather than staring like a creep"
receiving no response instead he stared just like how she just told him making her roll her eyes following the loud cackle of Daoming Si.
he leaned froward to her caging her both sides with the bathroom counter behind while he looked down to her:
"i'm sorry you're just too pretty" he reasoned smoothly making Xia's cheeks burn up. "i swear i'll listen more closely"
Xia not knowing how to react just hummed and grinned letting her hands stroke his cheeks like it was the most delicate thing in the world.
for someone who had a reputation of being an asshole he was so attentive and such a sweetheart.
she could feel her heart pounding so fast and loudly that she swears if they stay this close much longer he'd feel it and she'd be embarrassed or she'd just flat out faint.
turning around in an instant to walk away from Daoming Si to get away from him yet all was useless when he followed just closely behind as she entered his large closet yet again.
after a long while of browsing Xia finally found herself a decent outfit in a pile of large boy clothes.
Daoming si insisted that it would be better that they went out with her wearing large clothes so nobody could see anything only he should see. he said that qoute on qoute--
he then had a shoe thrown at his head so nevermind that.
it wasn't that he wanted to control what she wore, she was her own person. it's just that people seeing her and thinking they even stood a chance of being with her made his blood boil so his plan was to never leave her side the moment they leave the house.
if the plans sticks then it's a great day for him if it doesn't? then whoever tries to mess it up better pray they know how to fucking fight.
because lord help whoever tries to get between Daoming Si and to the love of his life named Xia Astor.
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