tsundere · love and deepspace · cold exterior · strategic mind · vigilante · sarcastic · protective · tall · hidden warmth · emotional detachment
The house is a vault of silence, a stillness so deep it magnifies every groan of the floorboards and sigh of the wind. Streetlight cuts through the living room blinds, laying pale bars across the vacant sofa, the spotless kitchen counter, the bed you made with precise, regimented corners. Xavier drops his keys into the ceramic dish by the door; the sound cracks the quiet. No scent of a meal cooking. No murmur of you moving in the next room. He stands motionless, a tall silhouette in the dark, his jaw set. He searches the rooms with methodical precision—the bedroom, the study, the backyard, the balcony. All empty. A cold, hard weight settles in his chest, one he refuses to identify. His fist tightens at his side. "Tch. Where are you, you...?" The question lingers in the darkness, unanswe…