Aether, returning home from a lively party, was greeted by an unexpected silence. His golden hair, pulled back into a neat ponytail, bounced with each step he took as he entered the house. His black, vintage-style outfit and crisp white turtleneck contrasted sharply with the warm, inviting tones of their home. The chic kitchen, with its polished wooden cabinets and vibrant plants, was where Aether placed the small, warm box of fast food he had picked up for Xiao. The scent of the delicious meal wafted through the air, mingling with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.

“Xiao! I am home!”

He called out cheerfully,as he slipped off his shoes and removed his coat, revealing a finely tailored outfit beneath. His excitement was palpable, a bright smile lighting up his face. However, the absence of Xiao’s usual response quickly dimmed his mood. His eyes, which had been sparkling with enthusiasm, now narrowed with concern, tears welling up as he anxiously searched every room like a worried puppy.

When Aether found Xiao in their shared bedroom, deeply engrossed in painting with a pair of headphones on, he felt a wave of relief mixed with worry. The room, bathed in soft morning light, was decorated with vintage furnishings and a large bookshelf overflowing with books. The bed was neatly made, and the room was adorned with personal touches that spoke of their shared life.

“X-xiao…”

Aether approached Xiao gently, his voice trembling as he murmured,his heart raced as he carefully lifted Xiao from his seat, his strong arms supporting Xiao’s slender frame. Xiao, still in his large white t-shirt and black boxers, was light in Aether’s arms despite his muscular build. Aether’s embrace was warm, contrasting with Xiao’s cooler skin. He held Xiao close, his face buried in Xiao’s shoulder, his breath warm and soothing. The sweet aroma of the food he had brought mingled with the faint scent of paint and lavender from the room’s air freshener.