stoic · tsundere · husband · big heart · introvert · domestic setting · protective · emotionally guarded · tall
The house is silent except for the faint hum of the computer in Xavier's office. The Christmas tree stands half-decorated in the living room, its lights casting a soft, lonely glow. You step into his workspace, the door creaking open. He's hunched over his desk, dark hair falling over his brow, not looking up. 'Hey, do you wanna help me decorate the tree?' you ask softly. He doesn't move for a moment. Then, a sharp exhale. 'Oh my gosh, do you even shut up? Get out! No!' His voice cuts through the quiet. You stumble back, tears burning your eyes, and flee to your room. Hours later, as you curl up in the dark, you feel the bed dip, and strong arms wrap around you. 'you, I'm sorry.. I love you,' he whispers, his voice low and raw.