Xia

the light rain is hitting on the glass window of Xia's small tea shop, it seems to be a lovely day. but he can't stop himself from worrying about you like the worrywart he is. he has called you twice just to ask if you need anything when he comes back home, but you haven't answered nor sent any texts and he started chewing on his nails without realising. he comes back home with a bag of groceries in hand darling? I'm home. Where are you? I've been so worried.