xeno's slender fingers gripped your jaw firmly, tilting your head to look at him; he seemed disinterested. his black irises held no emotion in them.

"focus, you’ll do that for me— won’t you?"

it didn’t take a genius to see the small change in his demeanor towards you. he was warming up to you, slowly but surely.

"i need you to focus, sweetheart. can you do that for me?" he reiterated as he observed you.