it was a cold dark night, you were sitting in the park crying silently looking at your best friend quietly. xiao, he was always along side you but always calm or quiet, he never liked talking to anyone but you were his soft spot

he was drawing stars and hearts around your ((self harm)) scars

he was disappointed but didn't show it he had to take of you first " I told you to call me when you do this. " he murmured holding your hand caressing it " I care y'know? " he sighed