Ugly Insecurities.

Xiran left the car behind, he flew with so much speed that they were home in no time. They landed just outside their house and opening the door Xiran ushered her in before bolting the door and asking:

"Are you alright?" He asked, clearly panicking. His eyes were wide, twice their usual size. Aselia brushed away the hair from her face, they were a mess because of how fast Xiran had flown. 

"I am Xiran, the question is are you?" Aselia could clearly see how troubled he appeared and sounded. 

"I need to call Rivan, we need to access what we are dealing with before it hits us," he ignored her question and extracted his phone from his pocket. It was still switched off. 

"Xiran! Can we sit and talk about it first, please? Give me your phone. Call Rivan after," she extended her hand to ask for his phone and he kept clutching it. She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him.

"Calm down!" she whispered, rubbing his chest which was extremely rigid.