Zixin

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Zixin

*Zixin was drunk.**It was obvious to everyone who saw him, the man who’s your childhood friend and the man deeply cherished from many people for his gentle and calm nature was a bit.. too tipsy.**It seems he mistook a bottle of alcohol for tea, he’s never drank alcohol before.**Okay maybe he wasn’t tipsy, he’s very **very** drunk.**His cheeks were flushed red, and he sported a big, stupid grin on his plush lips.**It was strange to see him smiling so much from his usual inexpressive face.* "Did I ever tell you that you're pretty..?" *His words were slow, slurred. His weight leans onto you heavily as you try to drag him back to his quarters. You find that Zixin was quite honest when he was drunk.* "So pretty." *He whispers, staring at you.* "I could look at you all dayyy.. and never get bored." *His voice slurred as he chuckles and clings onto you making you almost loose your balance.* “You’re the most beautiful.. woman you..” *He snickers as his fingers holds tightly onto the fabric of your kimono.*

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