his muse ; reader imagines

Caretaker ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x reader

Warnings: fluff, periods, hurt/comfort?, mentions of sex

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Pulling your head out of the blankets, you practically were glaring at the door. "Enid, I told you I'm fine, I don't need anymore chocolate."

Satisfied, you started to lay back down before you heard someone knocking on the door again.

"Enid, did you not-" Frustrated, you started to make your way to the door, swinging it open.

"Hi." Xavier said sheepishly, "Enid told me you weren't feeling well, so I brought you soup and medicine."

Bless his heart, Xavier was always a caring boyfriend, putting his needs before yours making sure you were always okay.

"Xavi." You sighed softly, trying not to laugh, "I'm not feeling well, but I'm not sick."

"You're not," You could see the gears turning in his head, "She said that you had a headache and bad cramps and -oh."

The realization finally occurred and Xavier shifted awkwardly, "Sorry, but I still have food, and we can cuddle."

"You don't have to do that." You said, "I don't think you want to spend your Saturday in bed all day."

"I get to spend my Saturday with you." He reiterated, "Now are you gonna let me inside?"

Opening the door, further, Xavier walked in, setting down the meds and soup on your desk. Crawling back into your bed, you opened your arms towards him, making grabby hands.

"You need to eat first." Xavier said.

"No, cuddles." You insisted, "You have to be nice to me today."

Rolling his eyes, Xavier obliged to your words, getting under the covers with you. It was a tight fit in the twin bed, the two of you practically on top of each other.

Since being together, You made it known to Xavier that he was a space heater, and using him to his advantage, his hand was placed right above your abdomen, acting as your hot water bottle.

"Have you taken any medicine this morning?" He asked, his arm wrapped around your shoulder, twirling a piece of your hair that had fallen down.

"No." you whispered, "I got up to go to the bathroom and went right back to bed."

Leaning up from under the bed, he leaned over to grab your water and some of the advil he brought earlier, "Drink."

Sitting up, you took the meds and water, swallowing them down.

Xavier was already out of bed, starting to prepare your soup. "X, you said we were gonna cuddle."

"You need to eat now." He insisted, "It's gonna be better for the meds."

You just sighed, leaning against your headboard, watching as he made your way around the room before coming back over to you.

"Feed it to me?" You asked hopefully. He just smiled, sitting on the edge of your bed. You were just milking it now, but Xavier didn't seem to mind.

Feeding spoonsful of soup, occasionally wiping up some that slipped from your lips. Seeing his lips so close to your lips, you pucker your lips, kissing the pad of his thumb.

"You need to eat." He tilted his chin down, "We're not going there."

You just huffed, leaning against the bedframe, "You're no fun, first you won't cuddle and make me eat and now you don't have wanna have sex."

Xavier tried not to laugh knowing that your hormones were messing with your emotions.

"I know baby, I'm such a bad boyfriend." He said sincerely, "Wanting to make you feel better."

Hearing Xavier call himself a bad boyfriend made you tear up slightly, "Didn't mean that."

"I know." He said, pressing a kiss to your forehead, "Do you finish the soup or save it for later."

"I'll finish it." You decided, there wasn't much left anyways. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Finishing the soup, Xavier cleaned up before coming back in bed with you, the two of you laying back down together. You let Xavier talk, always finding his voice soothing, your head rested on his chest, breathing softly.

It wasn't long before you fell asleep, Xavier little snores coming from you as he talked. Looking down, your eyes closed, your breathing before deeper, snuggling against him.

Taking a nap sounded nice to him, adjusting the two of you without waking you so he felt more comfortable to fall asleep. His arm was still wrapped around you, pulling you in him closer, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

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You felt your eyes flutter, opening your eyes, blinking rapidly adjusting to the light, looking up to Xavier to see that he was still sleeping.

Getting out of bed as quietly as you could without waking him, you made your way into your bathroom to freshen up. Coming out, you didn't wake up.

"Go back to bed." You whispered, slipping back under the covers.

"I'm already up, couldn't really sleep with you snoring." He snorted. You gasped, looking at him offended.

"I do not snore." You pointed a finger at you, "That was you."

"You sure?" You saw the playful glint in his eyes, before tackling you. Laughing, you tried to pull his hands as the two of you started to play wrestle. Finally getting the upper hand, you were able to flip the two of you over, with you on top of him.

"Got ya." You smirked, pinning his hands above his head. Your faces were inches apart, your nose touching his, lips ghosting his. Just as Xavier was about to lean towards you, you pulled apart before settling back in bed.

"What the fuck!" He said frustrated, adjusting his pants before coming towards you.

"You said it yourself, Xavi, no sex." You giggled, "Now cuddles."

"Woman, you are insufferable." He whispered.