his muse ; reader imagines

Hard to get ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

Warnings: xavier being a tease, kissing

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Xavier rushed through the doors of the classroom, eyes shamelessly scanning the classroom for you.

He did this everyday. Rushing to class so the seat next to you would still be open. Everyone already knew that was his spot, but he liked to pretend they didn't and he was working hard to get it.

Sometimes, a little too hard.

The familiar scent of Xavier's cologne wafted throughout the room. Your face was blank – no emotion peaking through, though your heart was racing excitedly. You bit back the smirk as he pulled the chair next to you out and sat on it, immediately turning his attention towards you.

Wide eyed and boisterous, Xavier flicked a stray hair behind your shoulder with the rest of it, "My favourite girl" He grinned cheekily, wondering what he'd get out of you today.

Though you barely showed your affections towards him, Xavier never not noticed the very faint pink coating the tips of your cheeks and ears when he was around. He was good at clocking your body language and no matter how stone cold you tried to be, he always saw right through you.

"Xavier" You nodded shortly, barely passing him a glance.

"Oh c'mon" He groaned, "Nothing? Not a hey or I missed you?" Xavier was joking, partially.

You smiled slightly and shrugged, "No need for hey's , Xavier. And I don't like to lie—" you pursed your lips, knowing you were lying right now.

Xavier quirked up an eyebrow, "You didn't miss me at all?" He questioned, watching you closely.

You kept your shoulders squared and ignored his question, pretending to find whatever it was you were reading interesting. He hummed, looking around to see if class had started before his hand reached from underneath the table to your knee.

The action was sudden. He was always so smooth with words and the most he'd done was touch your face or shoulders a couple times— all of which you fought the instinct to melt into his hand and become doe eyed and bushy tailed.

Your knee twitched slightly and he couldn't help but smile. He knew you liked it.

"You're just too excited to keep it in, huh?" Xavier chuckled and rubbed it softly.

Your cheeks burned bright red. Shivers danced up your spine and it was visibly obvious he was getting you worked up. You turned to him with furrowed brows, pretending like you were mad, "As if!" You scoffed, lightly pushing his hand away.

Xavier knew you didn't mean it, but he couldn't deny his ego had been slightly dented. It was always like this. Cat and mouse game. He wanted you, so badly, and he wanted you to crack just as much.

Taking his hand back reluctantly, he leaned back. He wore a simple sweater over his shirt today rather than his usual coat. Hair back in a bun, and face full on display, he stretched out slightly. His legs were open, lazily leaning back to stretch.

You tried not to stare. You really did. But curiosity got the best of you and when you glanced over for just one second, and you couldn't look away.

He looked breath taking.

You pursed your lips and moved around in your seat quickly. Involuntarily, your eyes soaked it in. Marking every single detail in the back of your mind. Knowing you were caught as you met his cocky green eyes staring back at you, with lips smirked, you were out.