arescere ✿ xavier thorpe

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18 - and they were roommates

after that interaction, peter decided that was enough for the day. he took the familiar path to nevermore, shirt still stuck to his body with every step. his bag slung over his shoulder as he disappeared to his room. the room he would only have for a couple more hours with said room. knowing that ms weems wanted him moved out before dawn in the morning. yet he found himself changed and just lying on his bed. head buried in the pillow as he just laid. knowing soon he would have been laid on the same bed, rowans had been on. it made him ill. when he finally decided to go to xavier's room he would flip the bed. but for now, he will cry. it bothered him how quickly rowan was just forgotten. everyone but him and wednesday had just forgotten about the boy with glasses. rowan is his best friend, was, was his best friend. how everyone just believed he had been expelled, rowan had died. he had seen the boy go insane and then be ripped apart before his own eyes. wednesday had visions of weird things so fair enough that they thought she was only imagining it. but peter didn't fall into that kind of power. he wasn't psychic, he had an elemental. the power to drain life from living organisms. his hand lingered beside the monster in the sun painted pot. the green colour fading into shades of grey as he swung his hand beside it. the specific leaf crinkled and wrinkled. reminding him that he should move his stuff to his new room when a soft knock came at the door. opening it to find xavier standing there.

"i came to see if you wanted help." he spoke, motioning for the room and peter opened the door for him. xavier entered peter's room for the first time properly. the fallen sun lighting up his room, the golden yellow making the plants look almost like they were made of gold themself.

"thanks." peter mumbled as he shut the door, rubbing his hand across his face. this was going to be hard.

"you out all the plants in that bag and i'll do the books.'' xavier ordered and peter found himself nodding, he didn't really want xavier touching his books. especially after the last one got water logged. but he sorted his plants into one of the bags ms weems had dropped off. they were like straw tote bags one would use for shopping. the room was silent, minus the music playing softly on peter's bed. sleeping on a trains.

look what you started by ignoring all the signs

he glanced at xavier, the boy had tied his hair up. the strands falling over his face as he gently placed books into another one of the bags.

xavier turned to look at peter who was quick to pull his gaze on the painter. pretending to be logically placing the plants away.

"which is your favourite?" xavier questioned holding up a random book, of mice and men.

"peter pan." he mumbled in response, he had never told anyone that. people would have expected answers such as jane eyre, emma, frankenstein or the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde. but no, his favourite book was a children's book.

"peter pan? by disney?"

"by j.m barrie, arsehole." and peter rolled his eyes, lifting from the floor to take down all the notes hung on his wall.

"why?" xavier asked another question, how fitting.

"why do you want to know?"

"fuck you then." and he turned back to the books, now instead just shooting them in the bag till his finger found peter pan. the book was beautiful, a dark blackish blue in colour. the font in the shiniest silver he had seen. the front was covered in silver stars and the neverland stars.

"escapism to childhood." peter told him in honesty, noticing the boy staring at the book. almost as if he were trying to read it with his mind. wondering how a children's book would be peter belfiore favourite book.

"my mum named me after peter, she said from the moment i was in her arms i was the boy she never wanted to grow up with. she would read it to me when i was younger, and she would always act out scenes. using her paintbrushes as if they were swords." he told her, dropping onto the sheets as he told the boy why that book was his favourite. xavier followed in his actions to sit by him. his left hand holding the book and the other lay beside peter's nearly resting on the other. but not quite.

"i'm really-'' xavier spoke, looping hsi fingers with peter, who didn't even bother to try and reject that movement. but he did reject the comment.

"don't pity me."

"my dad's not all that, you know? everyone treats him like some kind of god, but i don't think of him that way." xavier added, knowing how it hurt peter to talk about his mother.

"why?"

"because he was never around. after mum divorced him, he started spending less time at home. claiming i looked just like her. did you look at your mum?"

"no, the only thing we shared was the same grin." and peter showed him the grin. his eyes crinkled and dips appeared at his lips as they upturned. he wanted peter to smile at him like that.

and peter leaned forward slightly, hand brushing against one of the dead jade plants he had touched. xavier leaned forward to watch how the colour ame back to the plant. he was giving it life. and he didn't even know, lips brushing against the others before leaning back. peter leaping up, pushing himself away from xavier.

"we should properly finish packing." he mumbled, combing his fingers through his hair. leaving it stuck up slightly.

taliahdean started following you

one new message from taliahdean

hi peter, i know we aren't close but i saw you crying as you walked away from weathervane and wanted to know if you were alright.

oh, it was the cat girl. the animagus girl in his ancient history class. he picked up the phone to answer it, earning a side look from xavier. and peter continued to message whoever that was as they carried bags to his new room.

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finally started introduce other ocs. meet lily and taliah, their introductions are back in the first chapter but i will tell you here that lily is played by katie douglas and her class is a iren. whilst taliah is played by amandla stenberg and her class is animagus, cat specifically.