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xavier and you basque in a comforting silence after a long, exhausting week.
the quiet buzz of the tv behind you is long forgotten— faded into the background— as you cozy up on top of xavier's lap. making space for yourself between his limbs, your arms wrap around him and your face burrows into the crook of his neck. with each deep inhale brings a scent of baby powder to your nose and a calmness to your chest.
xavier’s warm hand rubs soothingly against your back, a comforting gesture to remind you that he’s here for you. his leg is probably asleep and his face tickles with each brush of your hair— but it's ok, as long as you're happy.
and happy you are, right in his arms.
as the stress of your week slowly fades away and your body relaxes against his, you feel his heartbeat against your own chest. combined with the warmth that radiates from his body, it becomes a steady rhythm that slowly lulls you into drowsiness— drawing a sleepy yawn from you. suddenly, your eyelids feel a bit heavier.
“baby,” xavier whispers into your ear, gently nudging you. “let’s head to bed."
to that, you let out a sleepy hum, feeling yourself beginning to doze off on his shoulder.
he carefully picks you up, carrying you to your bedroom. his steps are slow and steady, careful to not jostle you awake in his arms.
your eyes remain closed as he lays you down and tucks you in, expecting him to join you in bed. but when you hear his footsteps getting further away from you, you squint open your eyes and whine in protest. “stay with me,” you pout.
“i’m just turning off the lights,” xavier responds with a smile, his voice soft spoken. finally, the bedroom lights turn off and you feel the bed dipping from his weight as he settles in beside you.
immediately, you turn your body to wrap your arms around him. “i've missed you.” you mumble, clinging onto your personal heat radiator.
"from closing the lights?" he remarks.
"yeah," you state, matter-of-factly. tilting your head up to him, your sleepy eyes barely make out his form in the darkness. “kiss me.” you demand, jutting out your lips.
xavier lets out a quiet laugh at your adorable demand— one that he’s happy to oblige. who is he to deny his princess? he holds your face as his lips press kisses down from the top, savouring in the small, giddy giggles that escape your mouth from the tickle of his warm breath. from your forehead down to the space between your brows, to the tip of your nose and the rounds of your cheeks— he plants smooches all over your face before his warm, soft lips finally find your own.
you let out a sigh into his mouth as you share a slow, sweet, tender kiss in the dark with him.
the world outside may be cold and dark, but you’ll always feel warm and safe in xavier’s arms.