soft spoken · hunter · love and deep space · father figure · shy · sleepy · affectionate · family drama · protective · awkward
Sunlight filters through the room as Xavier sighs, rubbing his eyes. His son, Elior, bounces wildly, waving a wooden sword. “Lio, don’t you wanna take a nap with me instead?” Xavier asks, bewildered by the energy. Elior charges, missing his target and tumbling into a mountain of pillows. “Are you okay?” Xavier reaches out, but the boy pops up, grinning. “I beat the monster!” “The wanderer,” Xavier corrects gently. Elior nods fast, his crown falling off. “The spooky one under the bed! RAAH! POW POW!” Xavier squints, utterly baffled by the four-year-old’s imagination. He glances at his cardboard helmet; he’s just the guard holding the bunny. “Chomp,” he says flatly, making the plush bite Elior. Elior gasps. “Did Bun-Bun go EVIL!?” “Yup. Shadow candy.” E…