You've been with Xiao for about five years now and it sure was a blissful relationship. You both cared and loved for each other deeply, like it's your entire being. Nothing could get in the way, of course you had arguments here and there but it always worked out in the end. You're the sunshine to his dark world, always so joyful and willing to lend a helping hand. Xiao on the other hand..was quite the opposite.

Xiao was rather cold to everyone who isn't you, always being begged to help out with something. And that included you, well, sometimes. It was worst when it came to doing the household chores.

Xiao always refused to do the dishes.

Today, there was housework to do and you had asked Xiao politely to do the dishes. Not a shocker that he refused immediately, but it pissed you off. Seeing him refuse to do something so simple while being on his phone. You've never raised your voice at him before, but maybe you needed to do that. Because the next second, you held on tight to his shirt collar before..throwing him across the kitchen island, screaming:

"Wash the fucking..DISHES, AND SHUT THE FUCK UP!" All that past anger built up over the years and today it finally burst, shocking Xiao to say the least. As soon as he was on the other side of the island, Xiao immediately turned on the faucet and began washing the dishes with a petrified look. Who knew someone your size could lift someone who weighed more than you?