his muse ; reader imagines

Call it instinct ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x reader

Warnings: jealous xavier

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Despite the November drizzle, you and Xavier spent the day in Jericho. It was cold and foggy, but you really wanted to check out the new bookstore that just opened and Xavier needed restocks of some paints.

Your beret wasn't doing much at protecting you from the rain, but you wore it mostly for the look rather than its practicality. You and Enid got matching ones the last time you went shopping. She tried to convince Wednesday to get one too, but she explicitly explain how sticking a needle in her eyes would be less painful than wearing a beret.

''Next time we come here, we're gonna need a wheelbarrow to carry all your books,'' Xavier teased as you took a corner, taking you back to the main street.

Your arm was looped around his, giving you an excuse to cuddle up to him as you walked. Xavier wasn't big on PDA, but he liked walking around Jericho in this old fashioned way. It was a subtle way of letting everyone know you were taken.

''If the school had a better selection of novels, I would not need to buy all these books,'' you retorted in justification, holding your shopping bag full of new books in your other hand. ''Besides, I didn't get all the books I was hoping for.''

''You got four books. That's a lot.''

You once got ten books in one trip, but Xavier didn't need to know that. It would just give him more material to make fun of you and your love for books and reading.

''One of them is a birthday present. I think Wednesday will love the collector copy of Salem's lot I found. I was not expecting a small business to have it.''

Xavier wasn't a bookworm, but he figured a collector edition was very nice. A sort of special artwork in the literary world.

''Small isn't always bad.'' He looked down at you as he said it.

You stopped in your tracks and tipped your head to look at him, raising an eyebrow. ''Are you calling me small?''

''I'm a full head taller than you so...'' A cheeky smile curled on Xavier's lips.

''I hate you.'' You glared at him, but he wrapped his arms around you, his embrace enveloping you in an extra layer of warmth. Why was November so cold? ''Can we stop to get coffee before we head back to the academy? I'm cold and craving a caramel macchiato.''

Disgust formed on your boyfriend's face, a strong hater of the overly sweet drink you loved so much.

You ended up stopping at Weathervane for your coffee. Unfortunately, Tyler was working today so Xavier stayed back and waited outside while you went in. The less interactions he had with him, the better.

Although he didn't go in, he didn't miss how Tyler talked to you for longer than the other customers or the way he was smiling as you were leaving with your drink.

''Tyler is not preying on me,'' you denied after Xavier made the accusation. It was honestly ridiculous. ''We've spoken three times and two times out of three it was about ordering coffee. You've got nothing to worry about.''

''What about the third time?''

You took a sip of your coffee before answering, playing with his jealousy buttons. ''He asked if I had seen Wednesday.''

He'll let that one slide, but he was still not changing his mind on Tyler.

''Why do you jump to conclusions every time a guy interacts with me?'' you asked. You loved that Xavier was protective of you, but jealousy was not something you found attractive.

Xavier shrugged, genuinely not knowing. ''I don't know. Call it instinct.''

His answer had you thinking. Perhaps his jealousy was to camouflage his insecurities? Perhaps Xavier was not as confident as he made himself appear, especially regarding you and your relationship. Perhaps he was scared you would leave him for someone else.

Your heart sank and you grabbed his hand, tangling your fingers together. He glanced down at your hands, but said nothing. ''I don't care about Tyler or whichever other boy that looks at me, I only have eyes for you.'' You reached on your tiptoes to kiss him and when you pulled back, the corner of his lips twitched.