Venti
He looks so cute in our matching shirts and shorts. They were gray and quite snug, while the shirts were sorta big and a plain black color. Of course, he still looks fantastic. "Please, don't stare at me too long." He muttered. What a cute voice, what did I do to deserve him... I grabbed his chin and kissed him softly, in gradually become a bit more passionate. We didn't stop for a while until his phone buzzed. "Who is it?" I proded. "Hm? Just Aether." oh, Aether. I forgot Xiao and Aether are close. "Awesome." I wrapped myself in blankets and flopped down onto the bed.
Xiao
"Something wrong? Are you jealous?" I asked in a teasing manner. Venti faced away from and was now in a caccon shaped blanket pile. "I'm not!" I took his blankets and wrapped us up tight.
*hiccup*. I heard it from our room. The guys in this little building keep looking at me every time I go upstairs it's weird. God pls no, please no. I smelt it, the wine.
oh
He's drinking again.
He's a fucking liar.
It hasn't even been a day.
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FantasyI promise I'll find a better title, the story is about Xiao meeting the archon who had saved his life, but he ends up liking him to much, and the bard isn't one who likes to stay in the same place for too long. Only the plot is mine, the characters...
