his muse ; reader imagines

The painting ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x reader

Warnings: fluff fluff fluff, teenagers in love, kissing

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The look xavier gave you was excruciating. His hair half up in a messy little bun, the rest just barely touching his shoulders in his messy light blue shirt, jacket, and sweats. He looked so pretty in the dim light.

"What are you doing here?" he asked gently, admiration in his eyes as he watched you enter the shed. You practically matched your boyfriend, matching sweats, oversized jacket, and ugg boots for the chilly weather.

"You stopped answering me and i got worried" you said. Xavier put the paint he was using on the table as you hugged him tightly.

His long arms came around and held you against him.

"Plus I missed you" you confessed as he pressed kisses to your forehead.

"Sorry, I just started getting really into this" Xavier turned you around as you saw what he was painting.

The large canvas showed you. A smile painted onto your face, one of his favourite memories of you.

You competed with the black cats in the Poe Cup (much to Xavier's dismay). The look on your face was pure happiness as you held the trophy with Enid filled his heart with nothing but love for you.

You hadn't noticed him pull up a stool behind you as you stared at the painting in awe. His big hand massaged the back of your thigh, his other hand coming up to the painting.

You both watched as the painting came to life, you and Enid lifting the trophy in glory. "Xavier-"

Your boyfriend took your hips and brought you down to sit in his lap, his head resting on your shoulder.

"I love you so much" you confessed, leaning down to kiss him as you placed your hand around his neck and played with the hair touching his shoulders.

"I love you" he whispered against your lips.