Aether's POV:
I will never listen to Keaya, not again. I stand up and simply walk out, to Xiao of course. I walk over to him and he stares at me, half smiling half frowning. "Hey...umm. Hi." I awkwardly say.
"Hi," he replies, he sounds, mad at me.
"I'm sorry, you didn't need to save me you know...?"
"I fucking did, I'm not letting you fucking die you bitch!" He yells but then stars coughing hysterically.
"Xiao! Are you okay?" I run to his side and grab his hand where he seems to...stiffen but then slowly relaxes in my touch.
"Sorry, yeah I'm fine Aether, just the fact that my legs are fully crushed and I can't move."
"Oh yeah...sorry," I laugh awkwardly, "so I uhh, you look nice?" I don't know what to say so that's the best I can choke out, Xiao goes bright red.
"Thanks, you too."
Did he just complement me?!?! Damn he's so fine. He looks so fucking cute I want to squeeze the life out of him.
"You good, you're kinda staring at me," Xiao says.
"Oops sorry you're just really ho-...horrible looking with all those bruises, must be super painful right...?"
"I mean you're worth a little pain," he smirks, he smirks at me!?!? >-<
"I...uh..th...ni...thats...thanks?" I stutter out. He laughs....he laughs at me?!?! I really am fangirling over him aren't I? But damn his laugh is cuttttee!
"So how are you?" He asks, with concern?
"Good, just fractured my arm and a few bruises. Nothing I can't handle."
He looks down, "You should go..."
"What!? Why?!"
"Aether go sleep. You shouldn't be here."
"FINE!" I walk away, annoyed. I go back to my bed and curl up. The machine is beeping slightly next to me so I turn it off. It's not like I'm connected to the machine anymore, it's just sitting there useless. Like me and my stupid feelings for Xiao when he made it so obvious about not liking me back. Archons why am I such a mess. Why did he kick me out so suddenly. What did I say?!
Xiao's POV:
"Ohhhh he's fine just a fractured arm!" who the fuck does that guy think he is. he's so clearly not fine, why the fuck is he hiding it from ME what have I done to make him not trust me. Even if he was fine it means he's gone through worse and refuses to tell anyone, like he realllly lied saying he got into a fight. He fucking sucks, why won't he even talk to- "VENTI?!"
"Heyyyy Aether didn't want to talk to me. Are you okay? You look a little mad?" Venti closes the door behind him. He comes and sits by my bed placing some flowers in a vase and leaving some chocolates on the desk. He smiles at me.
"Hi," I say, "did Aether send you?"
"No he's sleeping, I think. Anyway how do YOU feel? Are you dizzy or is it just your legs?"
"I'm fine just my legs have been crushed."
"Ah, sorry about that."
"It's not your fault." This conversation was starting to get very awkward.
"So, did he jump or did you jump? Just curious."
"He jumped."
"Right....Any note?" OHH the note. I manage to grab from him! I pull it out quickly and hand it to Venti because I can barely see, let alone read.
"Wha- oh ok. Ummm...here ummm...it says..." He stumbles, "Hello, I hopefully am dead, If you're reading this note you are probably wanting an answer. You will not get what you want. I am killing myself purely for no ones reason but I'm just tired of everything. It is not my sisters fault, not any of my friends; Venti," he smiles at being first in the friend list, "Kazuha, Kuni, Xiao, Diluc, Paimon. It was not my mothers fault. So nobody blame themselves. I care for you all and am truly sorry if this has caused any emotional or physical pain to anyone. Don't follow me into death. -Aether <3" He stops and goes silent.
"Wait Venti there's a back!"
"oh....shit yeah there is. It says, I love you Xia.....it says I LOVE YOU XIAO!" Venti laughs as my face slowly turns bright red.
"Hello my dears." A new voice.
Cliff hanger ig? I will make more parts and next chapter will have some smutttt!! For you hunger weirdos. Well yayy ig?!
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Xiao x Aether School AU
RomanceTW: Sh, smut, curse words,blood, suicide, heavy topics, physical abuse Xiao is the new student and meets a strange person with a large unspoken side to him.