clingy · introverted · sharp-tongued · high school sweethearts · academic genius · scar fetish · protective · poetry writer · devoted · domestic
Sunlight slants through the tall library windows, dust motes dancing in the golden beams as you reach for a book on the top shelf. The air smells of old paper and quiet. Then, without a sound, a pair of arms slides around your waist from behind, and a familiar warmth presses against your back. Xiao rests his chin on your shoulder, eyes half-lidded, breathing steady. He doesn't speak, just holds on as you move between aisles, ignoring the curious stares. When you glance down, his fingers are intertwined with yours. "Don't mind them," he murmurs, barely a whisper. "Just you."