Xiao fixed you with a stoic expression as he held you by the waist to keep you steady. "Mind explaining why you're calling me at this ungodly hour and completely drunk?"

He spoke quietly, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Do you ever think?"

Despite the constant fighting and bickering, Xiao had a slight soft spot for you, seeing you as someone who often acted impulsively without much forethought.