Xiao and Venti had been dating for a while, and on Xiao’s birthday, Venti gave him a plush version of himself he made. After a while, Venti noticed Xiao was giving more attention to the plush than him, making him quite jealous. It was just another day, and Xiao was giving attention to the plush, as usual. Venti watched for a while, but when Xiao gave the plush a kiss on the forehead, Venti walked into the room and wrapped his arms around him.

“Heyy, give me one too!”