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just relax

alt title: giving your stressed boyfriend a massage :((

warnings: anxiety? idk if thats a warning

you know exactly what is happening when u hear the front door to you and your boyfriend's shared apartment slam shut, the muffled sobs and uneven breathing nearing your bedroom also gives it away.

xiao's home

running to greet him at the doorway to your bedroom, you throw your arms around his neck and smother the man in your love, leaving little kisses all over his face.

leading him to your soft, clean bed, you push him down and lie down next to him, not giving the man a chance to speak yet. 'tough day baby?', all you get in return is a small whine while the short man burying his face in the crook of your neck. 'thought so already' you mumbled, shoving your face in his hair, taking in his scent.

he always smells of clean linen and, inevitably blood.

you trail your skilled fingers down his back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. he whimpers, the fatigue getting to him and controlling his body and soul. "don't tease me Y/N.." he whispers, no actual anger in his voice. you smile, too engulfed in the love you feel for your boyfriend to tease him any longer. he sighs of relief when he feels you push him till his chest is flat on the bed, straddling his waist, you start working your soft fingers down his back. his moans filling the room. "you needed this, didn't u baby?" you smile at him, feeling the small man relax under your hands.

he is of no response, just giving a simple hum in response. domestic moments like these were the times you felt the pure adoration towards your boyfriend run through your veins. you were in love and so was he, even if he has trouble saying it sometimes.

just relax

alt title: giving your stressed boyfriend a massage :((

warnings: anxiety? idk if thats a warning

you know exactly what is happening when u hear the front door to you and your boyfriend's shared apartment slam shut, the muffled sobs and uneven breathing nearing your bedroom also gives it away.

xiao's home

running to greet him at the doorway to your bedroom, you throw your arms around his neck and smother the man in your love, leaving little kisses all over his face.

leading him to your soft, clean bed, you push him down and lie down next to him, not giving the man a chance to speak yet. 'tough day baby?', all you get in return is a small whine while the short man burying his face in the crook of your neck. 'thought so already' you mumbled, shoving your face in his hair, taking in his scent.

he always smells of clean linen and, inevitably blood.

you trail your skilled fingers down his back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. he whimpers, the fatigue getting to him and controlling his body and soul. "don't tease me Y/N.." he whispers, no actual anger in his voice. you smile, too engulfed in the love you feel for your boyfriend to tease him any longer. he sighs of relief when he feels you push him till his chest is flat on the bed, straddling his waist, you start working your soft fingers down his back. his moans filling the room. "you needed this, didn't u baby?" you smile at him, feeling the small man relax under your hands.

he is of no response, just giving a simple hum in response. domestic moments like these were the times you felt the pure adoration towards your boyfriend run through your veins. you were in love and so was he, even if he has trouble saying it sometimes.