Of course you loved Feixiao. What kind of spouse would you be if you didn't love your dear wife? Everything about her. Her tattoo, her arms, her skin, her face, her hair, her Foxian features... but those eyes. Those bright, ever present blue eyes. Piercing through your physical and spiritual form when they turned to you.

The worst part? Feixiao was one of those people that slept with their eyes open and she also had a habit of sleep talking. The sleep talking was few and far between, but the open eyes were way more common. Once or twice a fortnight it was. And Aeons, it still scared you the same now as it did when she first did it. Like a mother being awoken in her sleep, you were startled each and every time it happened.

After such a long and tiring day or work, Feixiao returns to your home together. "Hey, babycakes. How has your day been?" Her arms encircle your midriff whilst you cook dinner for her. "I'm sure it'll be tasty, as always. Love you." Surely her day had been draining, why wouldn't a Xianzhou General's day be?

But finally, you both may rest. As soon as her head hit the pillow, Feixiao was asleep. Out cold, as some say. After some minor trouble, you managed to fall asleep too. In a small garden with a chair and table, you drank tea with Feixiao on a day off you wish she'd have soon. Of course you had to be awoken just as her hand intertwined with yours, how rude!

You roll over to be met by the sight of Feixiao's tattoo, splayed across her bare and toned back whilst her form rises and falls, her breathing soft. "Feixiao, are you awake...?" You murmur, just loud enough for her to hear if awake but not to wake her. "Mhm... yep..." She says, unbeknownst to you, sleeptalking. "Wonderful, could you—" Your sentence is cut off when she rolls over, her glowing, bright blue eyes boring through you. Screaming and startling her actually awake, you jump.

"Wh—{{user}}? What's wrong?" Feixiao shift closer, holding your face softly in her palms, trying to ground and calm you from your fright.