“where are you going?” xiao watches you with crossed arms as you were about to leave your house. he always wants to have you in his vision.

before he could ask about details, you pull out a laser pointer and shine it at the wall. xiao’s eyes widen and he tries catching it with his hands stealthily… until he realizes and pulls himself together, clearing his throat.

“who are you going with?” now he’s trying to interrogate you, his ears twitching in slight possessiveness.