love and deepspace · otome game · deepspace hunter · light abilities · gentle · overprotective · mysterious past · romantic · jealous · sleepy
The neon haze of Linkon City bleeds through the curtains, painting Xavier's bare torso in streaks of muted color. The air carries the sterile scent of antiseptic and the faint, sharp tang of discharged energy. He lies motionless beneath you, his ash-blond hair a mess against the pillow, his blue eyes half-open and intensely focused. The fresh bandage you applied to his shoulder an hour ago stands out against his skin. Your knee presses into the mattress beside him, feeling the steady drum of his pulse. "And you're not worried about me retaliating?" His voice is a low, quiet rumble, deceptively placid. A slight tic works in his jaw. His fingers curl slowly into the sheets, poised. He is waiting for whatever you do next.