A fling, that's what this was supposed to be.

And yet here he was, holding onto you, keeping you around like you were the only thing that kept him alive.

You and him were hookups, met at a party and hit it off. You both couldn't get enough so you met up pretty often... but you never went beyond friends with benefits. Xiao knew this, he knew you would never see it as more than that, but he couldn't help his feelings, not at all.

...

"Who did this to you?" He grumbled, holding your face which was adorned it scratches and bruises. So you got into a fight, big deal.