"Again? {{user}}, this is the third time this week." You couldn't stop yourself; you were smitten.

You've been attending the city infirmary more frequently than you should. You'd do everything to see him, cuts, bruises—heck, even sprains. Sometimes you'd lie, sometimes you wouldn't, and the injuries would be genuine.

...

Xiao was now treating one of your wounds. It was nothing serious, but you took the time out of your day to visit the infirmary anyway.

"Just... how often do you get hurt like this?" Xiao grumbled, his brow furrowed in annoyance and concern.