his muse ; reader imagines

God damn jacket ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff

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You rubbed soft circles into Xavier's waist where his shirt was riding up while slowly kissing. His sketchbook had been abandoned and kicked to the end of the bed, no longer of first interest. Despite being alone, neither of you had any further intentions.

Xavier hummed at your touch and leaned into you like the soft and needy kitten he was. You smiled and continued your caresses.

Your and Xavier's relationship was completely unknown to your Nevermore peers. After his very public breakup with Bianca Barclay, Xavier didn't want to flash his new relationship to everyone — especially Bianca. She didn't call the shots and tried many times to get Xavier to take her back, but he refused every time.

Besides, sometimes things are better if you keep them just yours.

A knock on the door forced you and Xavier to break apart. You didn't want to, very comfortable entangled with him on his bed, but there was a possibility this was the house master passing for his evening checking.

Xavier pushed you into his bathroom in prevention and closed the door. The floor was still wet from his shower, but it wasn't dirty like under a bed.

He tamed his hair a little and opened the door, finding a smiling Bianca on the other side. Slamming the door in her face was tempting, but Xavier didn't want to make a scene.

He grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her inside. ''You're not supposed to be up here,'' he said flatly.

''Good to see you too,'' Bianca snarked back.

''How did you get past the house master? Did you use your siren powers?''

''Not while wearing this.'' She touched her amulet necklace.

Xavier walked away from her, keeping a distance between them. ''What do you want, Bianca?''

You could hear in his voice that his interest in her was completely gone, but she refused to bury their relationship. She kept searching for a spark through the burned embers to revive the flame. Unfortunately for her, Xavier was fueling another fire.

''I wanted to see how you're doing. I'm sorry about Rowan. I know you and him used to be close—''

Xavier huffed. The last time he heard her talk to Rowan was in fencing class and she called him lazy.

''Since when do you give a damn about Rowan?''

''I care about you.''

He couldn't deny that. Although she made him doubt his own feelings for her, Bianca wasn't an evil soul. She always cared about Xavier, whether they were in a relationship or not.

Bianca stepped up to him by his bed and grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers. ''We were good together, Xavier.''

''Were we?'' he asked, looking up at her. ''Or was that how you wanted me to feel?''

The walls of the bathroom were thin enough for you to hear their conversation close to perfection. Thin enough to hear the lingering pain in Xavier's words, still hurt by Bianca's past actions.

''I made one mistake and you can't forgive me—''

''There is nothing to forgive. I just want to move on,'' Xavier said, tired of going over the same things every time they talked. ''I broke up with you, remember? Now, please leave before the house master comes for bed-checks.''

Regardless how sorry she was, the manipulation of his emotions was something he could never forgive Bianca. His whole life is controlled by his father in a way or another; the only thing Xavier has control over is his emotions and if someone take that from him, he'll have nothing left.

She accepted her defeat and turned to leave, but on her way out, Bianca caught something on the adjacent empty bed. A jacket.

''Isn't that Y/N's jacket?'' she asked, recognizing the clothing.

For a short few seconds, Xavier thought he had been caught. He found himself stammering while searching for a quick but good enough lie.

''She...she forgot it in the quad a-and I was planning to give it back to her tomorrow.''

Bianca raised an eyebrow, doubting him. ''I'll see you tomorrow at the lake. Make sure to get enough sleep...or not.'' Her blue eyes shifted to your jacket. ''I'm gonna crush you anyway.''

After her departure, Xavier groaned. She knew you were there.