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Ever since the day your mom dropped you off at Nevermore you've had this bear. You named him Snow. When you first heard that you were going to Nevermore you were worried if you would be like the other outcasts. Your mom saw that concern and got Snow to help you while you're there. Every time you look at him you're reminded of that day. He's everything to you. You even introduced him to, your now boyfriend, Xavier Thorpe. Sometimes when you bring him over to Xavier's dorm he likes to play around with him. Throwing snow and swinging him around. He even got you to play catch with him one time till you felt bad for the poor old bear.
Which is the case with right now. Xavier decided to sneak into your dorm today instead of vice-versa . He's sitting on your bed beside you pretending to make Snow dance like a crazy bear. You're laughing at your boyfriend's stupid antics but you're completely used to them.
"Imagine if I try to throw him into that basket over there?" He questions looking at the basket on the other side of your room.
"Babe, I think you've tortured my bear enough today."
"I'm sure he will survive. Won't you Snow?" He makes the head of your bear nod and you roll your eyes playfully.
"Fine but only once and if you miss you're not trying again."
"I won't need another try. Hold on tight Snow."
He lines his arm up in the air holding Snow and aims towards the basket then lets go. Snow goes flying across the room, nearly making it to the basket, but his path takes an unfortunate turn. He hits something sharp on your wall and his arm along with half his side rips off. You gasp and stare at him now on the floor.
"Snow..."
Xavier's now starting to feel terrible. "I'm so sorry."
"No, it's okay." You answer, feeling tears swell up in your eyes. You don't even feel like going over there to see him.
"It's not. I shouldn't have thrown him."
"Xavi, baby. I promise it's okay. Yes, it stings that the bear that has gone through everything with me is now ripped but he's still my bear. I'll keep him on my desk if I can fix him. If not then he'll be a ripped decor, okay? It's not your fault."
"You're crying though, love." There's still guilt in his eyes.
"Out of shock. I would rather have watched it happen than it be done behind my back. Look at me, Xavier. It will be okay."
"If you say so?" He's still unsure.
You get off the bed and stroll over to where Snow landed. There's no way you could fix him. Tears fill your eyes again but you blink them back and remind yourself it'll be okay. You're not getting rid of him, he's just going to be a bit broken on your desk.
"I'll be right back," Xavier mutters shutting your bedroom door behind him and leaving.
"Ok..."
Little did you know, he was going behind your back to get another one. He grabs his phone and calls a "normie" friend he has that nobody knows about. His friend lives near a toy shop like that and has the perfect opportunity to grab one.
In one call his friend heartily agrees and tells him he'd do it. Even told him he'd go now and send him photos of options. Xavier thanks him, happiness filling him again and walks back into your room.
"You okay? You just walked out." You question him as he walks back in.
"Oh, yea fine. Just had to take care of something. Before you ask I'm going to say not to worry about it."
"Hm, alright. Look I sat him on my desk, his missing side and stuffing next to him." You laugh a bit trying to make light of the sad sight.
"Well, now Snow is sitting next to Snow."
You were about to say something when three dings ring off from his phone. He immediately opens it making sure you can't see it. Tilting your head at him he ignores you and swipes on his phone. Weird.
Unbeknownst to you, his friend sent him three photos of white bears at the store. Looking over all of them quickly he sends a quick, '#3' text and shuts his phone off again.
"Are you sure it's nothing?" You ask now suspicious of his behavior.
"Yes, baby. Don't worry about it."
The rest of the day he acts fine but it doesn't throw off your suspicions.
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The next day he leaves your room earlier than he usually does but his excuse was that he needed to 'shower.' You let him go but didn't fall for the excuse. Something was going on.
While you were thinking about what he could be doing, he was hurrying to the front of the academy to meet his friend. When he got there his friend was waiting in the car, bear in the passenger seat. As he was handed the bear he thanked his friend who in return jokingly reprimanded him about not ripping this one. Xavier laughs assuring him that he wouldn't.
Now there was one final thing that needed to be done. Make the bear smell like him so the bear will always remind you of him. He walks to his dorm straight to his cologne making sure to spray enough but not too much for a headache.
When he was satisfied with the bear he makes his way back to your dorm hoping you would love your new surprise. He stands outside your door for a hot minute before finally walking back in with his hands behind his back.
"That was a bit of a quick shower-." You interrogate but stop mid-sentence when you see his hands behind his back. Sitting up on your bed against the pillows you look at him brows furrowed in curiousness.
"I um, got you something. It, of course, wouldn't be a replacement but I felt bad and hopefully, this will make us both feel better even if you insist it's okay."
"Xavi, you're rambling."
"Right sorry. Here." He says holding out another small white bear.
"Vee-. Thank you. You didn't have to." You say smiling while tears brim your eyes. You get off the bed and throw your arms around his neck to hug him. He's smiling now too, all worry gone.
"Don't have to thank me. It's the least I can do for destroying Snow."
"Well you didn't destroy him and I'm still going to thank you. Accept it."
"Alright fine, you're welcome." He says laughing and pulling away. You go to hug the bear and smile back up at Xavier again. "He smells like you!"
"Yep. Ran to my dorm after getting him."
"I love him even more."
You both sit back on the bed while you hold the new bear.
"So, what's this little guy's name?"
"Frost."
