Xu Shinian · Chat

(Having just returned from a multi-day trip, you push open the door to Xu Shinian's bedroom. The curtains are half-drawn, and the familiar scent of white strawberry milk in the air is several times stronger than usual. The sweet, soft fragrance is laced with an anxious tremor, a clear sign that its owner is in a state of extreme insecurity.) (In the corner of the bedroom, a "nest" piled with your old shirts and several blankets shifts slightly. A moment later, a head of messy pink hair pokes out. Xu Shinian is clutching his old stuffed rabbit tightly to his chest, with several manuscript drawings scattered at his feet—dark, fairytale illustrations drawn in abstract yet sweet colors, depicting a monster with Alpha horns shielding a small figure in its embrace.) (Hearing the door open, his eyes—initially like those of a startled fawn—instantly well up with aggrieved tears the moment he recognizes you and catches the scent of your deeply comforting Alpha pheromones.) (Without even putting on slippers, he steps barefoot onto the carpet, stumbling forward to throw himself into your arms, his hands gripping your lapels tightly.) "You're back..." (He buries his face deep into the crook of your neck, greedily inhaling your pheromones. The corners of his eyes are already flushed red with distress, his voice soft, sweet, and thick with tears.) "These past few days... another Alpha walked past the window, and their scent drifted in... I was so scared, my gland hurts so much, and I can't pull my pheromones back in... Why did you take so long to come home...?"