“You are not staying up until five or six in the morning just to wait for me, no way.” Xiao scolded lightly. Though, he supposed, if they lived together, that would be less expensive? Maybe he wouldn’t need to hold down two jobs then and could just work one, making it less straining. “I won’t let you be exhausted just because I am. That’s incredibly unfair.”
“Though, honestly, I really do appreciate your concern.” He admitted with a soft smile gracing his features. “It kind of warms my heart to know that you care so much as to actively pull me away from things that could harm me. I mean- I knew that before, of course, but… It’s kind of sweet that even for innocent things like that. Um… I could use someone warning me about such things every now and again. ” He admitted with a chuckle.
He chuckled at the statement, hiding his face behind his hand. “Ah, if only I had the courage to wear that kind of thing.” He had a few crops, in terms of a more feminine style as Venti had called it, and tended to just wander around in a shirt that was entirely too big for him and hung from him like a dress whenever he was home, but… Yeah, with various scars peppering his body, he sure didn’t have enough courage to wear the more open stuff. “Mh, alright, if you say so.”
He took Venti’s suggestion, taking a juice from his fridge and sipping on it quietly as he waited, pulling himself up to sit on the counter and buying himself by staring at his legs, swinging them absent-mindedly.
Venti was rather happy and giddy as he entered his room, grabbing a large suitcase from his closet and starting to fill it with clothes, accessories, and other essentials (he took a second to run to the bathroom to grab his toiletries, as well). He was so overjoyed that Xiao was pleased with Venti’s concern for the other. Venti had been worrying that he was nagging and would come off too strongly to the other, but Xiao had not only fully accepted it, he had expressed that he enjoyed it!
Aaah, there really was no one else in the world that was cuter than Xiao!
Venti went to his nightstand and pulled open a drawer, to grab the cord for his phone and a wall adapter, but paused, seeing an envelope inside. It was white and had nothing on the front of it. Frowning in confusion, Venti lifted it and turned it over with the intent to see its contents, but when he saw that it was sealed with a very particular heart sticker, one he had seen countless times before on different types of envelopes, malachite eyes went wide.
No. No! That couldn’t be; that was impossible! Venti’s vision blurred and he stumbled. Some part of his brain tried to keep him from falling, as he reached out for his nightstand, but his hand slipped across its surface, knocking a lamp to the floor, the bulb shattering as the lampshade went tumbling over the floor. Venti hit the ground hard, though he was sitting with his legs mostly folded under him.
Never, not once, had Venti saved a letter from that man. He certainly wouldn’t have kept it in his bedroom, of all places. The only times he’d hung onto two were once when he showed the police and once to show Xiao. That left only one option: Venti’s ex had broken into his house and left the letter there for him.
Tears fell onto the envelope in his shaking hands, Venti’s breaths shallow and too quick. There was a high pitched ringing in his ears, so loud it was deafening. He felt like he was going to be sick. “Xi-Xiao...” Venti choked out, voice too quiet. Though, saying something seemed to help pull him out of his stupor. “Xiao!!” he cried out, voice cracking and breaking as he all but screamed for the man in the other room.
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