Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x reader
Warnings: none
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Ever since Wednesday Addams made an appearance to the school, Xavier acted strange. You for sure noticed that he has been hanging out more at the shed rather than with you, was it because of her? You were never the type to be jealous but ever since that girl enrolled this semester you couldn't shake off the feeling of how she unconsciously has a choke hold on your boyfriend.
It's been a couple days since you've visited the shed, there he was working away on a piece of art, hair tied up in a bun, eyebrows knitted together in a frown. he usually enjoys art, this was the first time you've seen him troubled. there was a unique pattern in the shed, supposedly. It appears that he has painted, sketched and created the same creature in different angles. You were beginning to think there's more to the story than wednesday herself. Xavier wasn't the type to communicate unless asked to, so you did.
"What are you doing here?" his frown deepened, you hum, folding your arms. "You tell me, Mr. Thorpe. You haven't answered my calls, texted or even waited for me at the quad so i can walk you here" you told him, the tension rising as he puts his brush down. Once he fully turns toward you, the cheep light bulb of the shed illuminates 3 small scars on his neck. You frowned, taking a step forward as you grab his chin to face another way to make the scar more exposed and visible to you. Your hand falls to the side, "Care to explain?" you ask him, raising an eyebrow. "Look y/n, it's no big deal-"
You didn't listen to him at this point, no big deal? He wasn't even spending so much time with you, he was always chasing that interesting new student and now when you try and make things a little more clearer you find scratches on his neck. what part of a no big deal was that.
"Xavier. You have been following that pigtailed magnet for trouble, I went here to talk to you about it, and see you've painted the same monster in about 13 artworks, and a scar on your fucking neck. Please be honest with me and do not say that it's not a big deal. It is when you ignore your partner and run off in your tiny little shed rather than express your feelings towards me lately- hell you didn't even bother to let me walk you here" you ramble, silencing him in a heartbeat. Frustration was evident in your face and Xavier looks like he won't back down so fast.
"Y/n, I already told you it's not serious. I'm fine. Really. Just-"
you scoff, the shed shivering and the ground grumbling, a sign of your anger. But you decided that there was a better time to destroy his shed, just not now. You took a deep breath and the rumbling stopped, "You wanna play this game xav? I'll beat you fucking to it" you mutter leaving the shed, slamming the wooden gate behind you, the temptation to let the earth swallow him for you was insane.
For the past few days not only you were avoiding him but also ignoring Xavier's texts and calls, like what he was doing to you in the past days before. Xavier huffs in frustration as he redialled your phone number for about 30 times now, he wanted to make things right, he misses you. He for sure didn't want to break your relationship just because of a stupid monster haunting his dreams. At the 34th time, you answered. He got up from his bed, "Y/n? Please let's talk" he mutters to the phone, knowing just how to make you surrender.
"Where baby?" you answer, Xavier would like to thank the heavens for your voice, he was so glad to hear you, with a sigh of relief he told you to meet him at his dorm.
Once you arrived at his dorm, you knocked once and he already opens it. "Y/n, I'm so so so so sorry about everything. Lots of shit has been happening ever since Wednesday arrived and I-I dont want that to ruin what we have" he tells you, his tone so desperate you'd think that your relationship was on thin ice and he was coming to rescue it. You wrap your arms around his shoulder and embraced him, inhaling his scent and hearing him breathe. You wouldn't admit it but you missed him too.
You pull away and you both sat down on his bed, he talks about everything. How Wednesday shows up everywhere and how she was suspicious that he might be the creature rather, the- hyde. You listened to him, as the way he talks just makes you feel relieved. His eyes were darting every single corner in the room out of anxiety, so you placed a hand on his, rubbing the back of his palm with your thumb. Once he finished, you smile at him. "See? It wasn't that hard was it?" you told him, caressing his cheek with your other hand. You lay down on his bed and he falls next to you, head burying into your shoulder and chest, his arms sneaking their way around your waist, "I missed you so much, I love you." Xavier mumbled, you sigh in content, placing a peck on his head, "I love you too." you whisper as he cranes his neck backward to take a look at you, then your lips finally meet his, a warmth made its way in your body, feeling the most satisfactory relief in human history.
YOU ARE READING
his muse ; reader imagines
Fanfiction𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝑀𝑈𝑆𝐸 ─ i'm absolutely obsessed with xavier thorpe so i've taken the liberty of making a reader insert imagines book with imagines i found on tumblr. none of these are mine. includes smut. enjoy!