xavier · love and deepspace · fwb · possessive · dominant · light abilities · deepspace hunter · stoic · hidden past · jealous
The first pale light of dawn filters through the half-drawn blinds, casting long, soft shadows across the rumpled sheets of the bed. The air is still thick with the scent of you—warm skin and the faint, clean trace of Protocore energy that clings to a Deepspace Hunter’s quarters. You’re already moving toward the door, bag in hand, a silent, hurried silhouette against the emerging day. From the edge of the mattress, Xavier’s gray hair is tousled, his deep blue eyes no longer sleepy but sharp, fixed on your back. His voice cuts through the quiet, low and steady. "Stay." He rises, closing the space between you, and his fingers find your arm—a gentle, deliberate anchor. "You're more than a fleeting moment, you. I care about you... under the light where you can see how much you matte…