Positioning himself more comfortably on the bed, Xavier shifted closer before reaching out to lightly tap one finger against the frame of his beloved's specialized glasses.
"I am a little worried, though."
"Hm?"
Naturally, that was more than enough to get the already skittish little guide's attention.
Luca immediately turned toward him, his brows furrowing with concern as he wondered what could possibly be wrong. Yet instead of answering right away, Xavier merely studied his face for a moment before letting out a quiet sigh.
"I suppose I'll have to prepare myself."
"Prepare for what?"
"For my wife getting stolen."
"!"
Golden eyes widened behind those lenses.
Xavier, meanwhile, looked almost wistful as he continued, "You already look far too delectable wearing those. If you start walking around like this all the time, wouldn't the number of flies trying to approach you increase?"
"Ehh?!"
