his muse ; reader imagines

An artist for an artist ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x reader

Warnings: none

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Being raised in a family of artistic vampires was an emotional roller coaster. There was your mother, who had a ridiculous fondness for landscape painting. Your father, who enjoyed abstract paintings and portrait drawings. Your brother, who was a fan of realism. and, of course, you, who was a mixture of them all.

You were walking around campus, looking for anything interesting to draw or paint. You came to a halt near the archery field and noticed Xavier Thorpe sitting down with his bow beside him. You turned around and sat down on the nearest chair.

You began drawing him because you found his appearance intriguing. His face shape was... pretty. Of course, in your own opinion. Your gaze alternates between him and your sketchbook. Your fingertips were filthy from smudging the pencil. You were finished in a matter of minutes. You sighed and stood up to return to your dorm.

"Oh, who's that?" inquired your roommate, Yoko. You flinched and instinctively shut your sketchbook. "Uh, no one. It's my oc. original character, I mean... " you said as you sat up in bed. "Are you sure? That looks exactly like xavier Thorpe. since when was he your 'original character?'" she asks, chuckling.

You sighed and leaned back in your bed. turning to the side, "Ooooh, do you like him? I can set you up with him" she whistles as she walks to her side of the room. "And how will you do that? You're not even close, Yoko. I think you don't even talk together" you say, sitting up again, arms crossed across your chest.

"Oh shush, Y/n. We're not close, but we have this secret society. I hope you understand" she said as she opened her notebook. She takes out a pen and starts writing. She then folds it into an airplane and launches it at you.

You caught the plane and unfolded the paper. It was written there,

"Xavier Thorpe's phone number — xxx-xxxx-xxx

thank me later, ♡"

You give her a blank look before taking your phone and leaving the room. "Stay safe, my lovely Y/n" she exclaims before laughing.

You put your hood on when you noticed it was raining outside. You walked through the halls, holding the paper that Yoko had given you as well as your phone. You went around in circles, debating whether or not to text him. A notification appeared as you were about to enter his phone number.

from unknown:

hey, i saw you staring. do we have a problem?

to unknown:

uh

who even r u

from unknown:

dang you already forgot? seems like you were having a good time staring at me earlier

lol kidding

it's xavier

to xavier:

oh

sorry i stared, didn't know u saw me

from xavier:

how couldn't i? you have a very powerful aura

to xavier:

i do?

from xavier:

yeah

what do you say about meeting up rn? i'm bored

to xavier:

um sure i guess

i have nothing to do anyways

from xavier:

i know

xavier started sharing their location with you.

You ran back to your dorm room, your fingers running through your hair. You rushed through the door, grabbing your sketchbook in haste. "Woah, easy Y/n, are you okay?" Yoko asks, but you've already left. "My roomie has a crush. I can't wait to tease her about this" she sighs and laughs.

When you see him waiting for you, you hide in a corner. He was sketching something in his own sketchbook. He had airpods in both of his ears. You can tell he's lost in the music because he kept bopping his head to the beat. It's nice to see him at ease.

You approach him slowly, but he is too preoccupied with drawing. You sit next to him, peering at what he's drawing. He flinched seeing you next to him, then hugged his sketchbook as if it were going to vanish. You both look at each other in shock, but when you see his face, you start laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" he inquired, removing one of his airpods and placing it in its case. He flipped the sketchbook over and placed it beside him so you couldn't see it. "Your face is hilarious" you continued to laugh.

"Is that supposed to be a compliment or not?" you ask, making him scoff. "We only met today, and you're already making fun of me" he said, putting his hand on his chest and acting hurt. You laughed at his antics and looked through his sketchbook. "What did you draw earlier?"

"Uh, random stuff. do you want to see my ability?" he asks, his gaze drawn to yours. "Sure, bet it's cool"

"Oh, it is" he laughs as he takes up his sketchbook. He turns to a page where he drew a spider. He holds his hands above the drawing, and you can see the spider slowly emerge from it. "Woah, that's cool. Is it real?" you exclaim, your eyes wide with admiration and curiosity. "No, squish it"

You let the spider crawl onto your hands then you squish the spider. The spider vanishes into dust. Xavier can't seem to take his gaze away from you as your mouth forms a 'o.'

"Say... why were you staring at me earlier? At the archery field?" he asks abruptly, jolting you awake from your daydream. "Oh that. Um" you fiddle with your fingers, debating whether or not to show him what you drew.

You sighed, lost. You reached for your sketchbook, which was resting on your thighs, and turned to the last page. You look away from him as you hand him your book.

He silently scans the page. You were clearly thinking a lot. 'was he mad that I drew him without his permission?' 'does the drawing look bad? "Am I bad at portrai—'

When he handed you back your book, you snapped out of your thoughts. When you looked at him, he was looking straight ahead. He appeared to have a lot on his mind.

"Is it bad?" you wonder nervously. You were on the verge of fleeing, too embarrassed to listen to what he had to say. He gives you a quick glance before returning his attention to the scenery in front of him.

You were about to turn away when you noticed a small smile on his face. "No one's ever drawn me. I figured no one would draw me because I'm the artist. But you did. It's nice seeing my face on your sketchbook. It's nice. Really nice" he rambles, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling.

"Actually, I've been drawing you as well. I saw you once at Weathervane and you looked... cool. I don't usually leave Nevermore, but I came to stop by Weathervane every single day just to see you. Oh god, that... sounds creepy, sorry" he laughs nervously, avoiding your gaze.

"No, it's fine. You're cool. This is all... so cool" you say, smiling up at the ceiling. "Thank you" he mumbles.

"Hm? For what?"

"For drawing me"

"And thank you" you say with a smile.

He looks at you, puzzled.

"For drawing me as well"