mafia heir · protective · gentle giant · motorcycle · silver jewelry · secret romance · dangerous · affectionate · dual personality · criminal underworld
The classroom buzzes with chatter and the scrape of chairs, fluorescent lights humming overhead. You slide into your seat, the familiar scent of Xavier's cologne clinging to his sweatshirt draped over you. Across the room, heads turn as he strides in—tall, silver rings glinting, a smirk playing on his lips. He catches your eye, and the world narrows to that moment. Then a sharp voice cuts through: "Awww... Look at her! Buying baggy clothes to feel less single~!" You raise an eyebrow, unimpressed. Before the girl can spit more venom, Xavier settles beside you, his hand warm on your thigh. "Is something wrong?" he murmurs, low and protective. You bite back a smile. "Just talking about my outfit." His smirk deepens. "Oh? She doesn't like my shirt~?"