arescere ✿ xavier thorpe

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3 - indigo zip ups

and peter noticed wednesday passed out beside him. 

"fucking shit." peter spat as he scrambled off the floor. taking in the scene, the figure remained up on the roof. a smash gargoyle littered the floor. one of his books had been thrown out of his hand and now left open rain soaking the pages of pride and prejudice. the painter reached for, picking up the soggy book. the pages would never be the same. peter snatched the book before making his way to wednesday. get her to the infirmary. xavier rushed over, wet book in one hand.

"i'm sorry about your book.'' xavier finally spoke, wincing the second it left his mouth. those were the first words he ever said to him, how fucking idiotic of him. and the two now soaking wet boys helped her onto the bed as the nurse came running over. 

"it's fine.'' peter commented as he took the book. ignoring how warm xavier's touch was. before rubbing the back of his head. he was bleeding, must have grazed the skin when he fell. he gave a groan as he dropped the soaked book onto the bedside table, it was ruined. it wasn't even his book either, it was his mothers. 

"are you okay?" the soft voice asked as peter shrugged off his grey jumper, his shirt still slightly wet. clinging to his frame. 

"yeah, just a graze." peter commented. god he was so cold. xavier stood tall, looking down at the boy in the bed. yet xavier follows the boy's actions. taking off both his blazer and zip up hoodie.

"here, take this." the painter oy spoke as he held the jacket out. it was the same harsh indigo colour as the uniform. he took it, grasing the soft material in his fingers. it was warm, drier than his own clothes.

"thanks." he mumbled, putting the jacket on. not seeing how soft the boy's eyes got at the action.

"so peter-" xavier started, pulling a chair between the two beds. one sat peter still shivering as he hugged his arms around himself in an attempt to warm him.and the other was wednesday who remained out. her arms crossed over her chest as if she were dead. 

"you know my name?" he mumbled, snapping his eyes up to look at xavier who was still softly looking at him. 

"of course i do, you're peter belfiore. friend of rowan.'' ah, that made sense. he didn't actually know him, knew him by association. 

"oh. yeah. rowan's roommate." he spat.

"wait, where are you going?" the boy questioned as peter got up, picking up the dripping book and uniform before leaving. he was going to go back to his room, hang the wet clothes on those rickety radiators and attempt to save the book. even though it was lonely sometimes, it was nice being alone. it meant he could do as he pleases. he could have his books piled anywhere he wanted. and he threw himself onto his own bed. now he really wished he had a cup of hot chocolate. he could make his way down to the kitchens to ask for one but that's effort. and he was content with laying in his bed wallowing in his own self pity listening to music. laying here in wet clothes and xavier's hoodie. 

wait.

what?

and he shot out of his bed, staring at the hoodie he wore. that explained the spiced scent. he still had the boy's hoodie. meaning he had to walk all the way back and face the embarrassment by giving it to him. or he could go visit rowan and leave it there. he chose the latter. 

"oh hi peter, didn't expect to see you here." the boy spoke as he opened the door to find peter. wearing his usual headphones. and he wore a baggy indigo zip up. something was off with rowan, his eyes were darker than peter remembered. his hair dishevelled and shirt messily untucked. honestly looked like he'd been getting it on, but he had this dark aura around him.

"yeah just dropping this off, it's xavier's." and he watched as the boy's face changed. the confused dark look grew into a grin, as if he had been waiting for this moment for his whole life. and peter took off the jacket. and handing it to the boy. 

"don't you wanna come in? wait for xavier to come back?" he asked, peter couldn't help but wonder what was up with him. he was acting rather strange, had this strange look in his eye.

"oh no, i'm just going back to watch a movie. maybe some other time." he stated and rowan nodded, still grinning ear to ear as he held the jacket in his hand. and peter placed the headphones back in. dashing out of the area hoping not getting caught by xavier. that and he wanted to get away from whatever rowan was up to.