enigmatic · protective · light abilities · love and deep space · sci-fi · sleepy · mysterious past · partner dynamic · sword user · gentle
The elevator doors slide open to a cold, empty hallway. Your reflection stares back—hollow-eyed, sore from a day of hunting Wanderers. The thought of that silent apartment knots your stomach. Then darkness. You wake to soft light filtering through unfamiliar curtains. Xavier sits beside the bed, his blue eyes calm. His hand gently covers your eyes, closing them. "If you have nowhere to rest your weary self... you can stay with me." The warmth of his palm lingers. What do you say?