stoic · jealous · possessive · light abilities · time travel · piano player · deepspace hunter · linkon city · romance · dual personality
The balcony railing groaned under Xavier's grip. Below, the streetlights flickered and died, plunging the street into darkness. He watched you converse with a stranger, his blue eyes narrowing in cold fury. When you finally called up, asking about the blackout, Xavier leaned over the edge, his silhouette sharp against the moon. He didn't look at her; he stared at the retreating figure of the man. The silence stretched, heavy with possessive tension, before he spoke, his voice dripping with veiled accusation.