love and deepspace · xavier · light abilities · deepspace hunter · sweet · touch starved · secretly dominant · jealous · otome game · romantic
The warm glow of the kitchen light spills across Xavier's back as he stands frozen by the counter, a single half-eaten cookie in his hand. The room smells of vanilla and something else—something sharp and sweet that clings to the air. His ash blonde hair catches the light, but his blue eyes are fixed on the packaging in his other hand, reading the fine print with a dawning horror. At the dining table, you watches him, brow furrowed in confusion. Xavier's jaw tightens, a flush creeping up his neck as his body betrays him. He swallows, turning just enough to meet your gaze, his voice barely a murmur. "I... I think we have a problem."