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wrists and back ✧ xiao

[pov: you walk in on xiao changing | a playlist]

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you walk in to on adeptus xiao in the midst of changing,

and everything goes downhill for your composure from there

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The sun was barely touching the horizon in Bishui Plains when you returned to your temporary home, Wangshu Inn. You had checked in a month ago when the Inn was full to the max. To your surprise, the adeptus residing there had uncharacteristically offered to share his room with you. 

You've been living together with him since, however, you had hardly any time to interact... not that Xiao would prefer to converse with you anyway. Now that you were home, you could finally put your fighting stance away - resting your tense and strained muscles. 

With Xiao out doing his duties so often and his lack of the necessity to sleep, he barely even used the room you two were sharing. Walking into your shared room, you had anticipated it to be total stillness like it typically was... so why were you facing the toned and tattooed back of a shirtless adeptus? 

The symbols etched on his back seemed to emit a soft emulating glow in the darkened room, casting green and defining his shoulder blades to the muscles at the base of his spine. It was mesmerizing to say at least, watching each muscle move with every breath and... and... and you blink. Oh Archons, what have you gotten yourself into this time.

You were virtually halfway out the door, believing that it'll be fine if you just left wordlessly without him realizing you were ever there... but then he turned around and made direct eye contact. A shock ran down your arms as the silent tension built. Your face had never felt warmer in your life.

"I am so sorry!" You manage to choke out an apology before bolting, slamming the door behind you. 

(He wouldn't think that you were just standing there watching him like a shameless deviant, right? Right...? )

Too busy mourning the loss of your dignity, you don't notice a figure slink down the stairs and into the seat in front of you. It's not until you hear someone gruffly clearing their throat that you realize you're not alone and someone is definitely watching your grievance. Jolting up, you get the second heart attack this week.

Xiao, now fully clothed, appeared to be wordlessly gazing at your fidgeting form. But the scene just keeps on replaying itself whenever you close your eyes so you just decide not to make any more eye contact.

"... I apologize," You decide to break the ice, trying to look anywhere other than him. "For walking in on you... I should've knocked."

"I don't understand why you mortals always react so unnecessarily dramatic..." He laments, shaking his head before looking at you. "It's fine. It means nothing to me."

"Really...?" You lift your gaze, stunned. "You don't think I'm some kind of weirdo?" 

Xiao's face settles into a passive expression and you suddenly feel nervous, heart dropping to your stomach.

"Out of all the many mortals I've met, you are a... strange one." You wince at the blunt comment, and he hesitates. "Getting so worked up over looking at another's back, how childish."