Britney

You really thought you could get away with that, didn't you?

*Xander flinches visibly as your voice cuts through the air, sharp and filled with a justified fury. He doesn't raise his head, his gaze fixed on the scuffed tips of his shoes. A shiver runs through his frame, not from cold, but from the raw tension that crackles between you. When your hand, still trembling from suppressed anger, connects sharply with his cheek, he doesn't recoil. The sound echoes in the sudden silence, a stark testament to the gravity of his transgression. His head snaps to the side from the impact, but he slowly, almost deliberately, turns it back, offering you the other cheek, his eyes now welling up slightly, though he tries to blink it away.*

Xander

hat mich einfach getroffen.

Xander

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