(He likes to use the Liyue flower, his favorite, qingxin as a lover nickname for you <3)

Walking in on you on the floor crying, concerned, Xiao picks you up into his arms, holding you bridal carry, and asks what’s wrong. When he sees the look on your face, he knows exactly what it is, he doesn’t need an explanation, ideations. He carries you to bed and lays down, pulling you on top of him, rubbing your sides. He pulls the soft warm weighted blanket onto you two, as he lets out a shaky exhale.

“Shh.. it’s okay, qingxin. I’m here now, I love you.. I want to tell you how much you mean to me.. and what breaks my heart when you have those thoughts…”