✦¸.•°”˜✦ 𝔖𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔈𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢 ✦˜”°•.¸✦
Healing your weary soul ✦
Pairings: Xavier x mc.
Tags: fluff, slow evenings, comfort
Warnings: None. Enjoy ♡☆
"Hello honey."
"Hello, my love."
Xavier responds cheerfully, seated on the sofa with a book in hand. You kick off your shoes, flopping down next to him, completely worn out.
"Tired?"
"Yeah.." you sigh.
"Come here." He beckons you closer, setting his book down on the table.
You whine as you scoot towards him, letting him pull you onto his lap.
This is nice, you think, sighing softly as you sink into his arms. He caresses your hair softly, his other arm rubbing your back slowly to soothe you. You sink further into his embrace, face tucked into the crook of his neck.
"Bad day?" He asks. You mutter something unintelligible into his neck, and he surmises that you'd rather not talk about it. That's fine.
You feel his lips press against your temple, and your heart swells, gripping onto the front of his shirt, clinging to him. You stay like that for what feels like ages, the gentle sunset breeze fluttering in from the balcony, and you think, the bad days might just be worth it.
If it means coming home to his warm embrace.
To be comforted by him.
"Is there anything you want, my love?" He asks, his voice so soft, you think you might cry.
What more could you possibly want, with the world at your fingertips.
"Radio.." you mutter.
"A radio..?"
You can feel him look down at you in his arms, his puzzled face clear as day even with your eyes closed.
"You want.. a radio..?" He echoes, lost.
"Do we have, a radio?"
You chuckle, practically seeing his mind spinning in real time.
"When was the last time i even saw a physical radio.." He ponders out loud.
You chuckle again, enjoying his confusion.
"No honey. I want Xavier fm.."
He looks down at you again, absorbing your words.
"Any particular station?" He asks when he finally gets it, a smile on his face.
"No, I just wanna hear you talk."
He laughs, and you can feel the vibration through his chest, making you smile too.
"Well, fatso visited me again today. He had a little friend with him this time."
"Oh?"
"Yeah. They were on a lunch date. He showed her how to use the bird feeder and everything."
You smile, imagining the scene in your head.
"A new barbecue restaurant opened up nearby. We should check it out when you're not busy."
"Mmhm." You nod, already looking forward to it.
"The Egyptians believed the most significant thing you could do in your life was die." You laugh, not even trying for a response.
"Pigs naturally can't see the sky. How sad. They've never seen stars before."
"I'd kill anyone that hurts you." Your breath hitches, your heart squeezing in your chest.
"It's been scientifically proven that observing things changes their behaviour."
"In the the double slit experiment, when photons pass through a slit, they behave like a wave, spreading out instead of beaming straight ahead. But when scientists try to confirm this phenomenon with equipment and measurements, they behave like particles again, beaming straight ahead."
"So observation acts as interference. Which has interesting implications on all experiments held across time."
"Would scientists in future consider performing tests where one subject is observed from time to time, while the other is isolated? And how far would they go? Would it become a spectrum, based on the number of times observed? And would results differ based on the person observing.. That would... "
...
You don't know when exactly you fell asleep, but the echo of his voice against your ear and the comfortable rambling gently soothe your wearing soul, sweeping you away to dreamland.
...
Xavier may or may not have carried you in his arms to grab water, snacks and his controller as you slept, refusing to put you down. You woke up many hours later, the sun having since departed, to him playing video games with you still laying in his arms.
He smiled down warmly at you, once you began to stir, making no move to let you go.
"Hungry?"
"I ordered hot oil noodles and orange chicken while you were asleep. Let's eat, love."
And as you fully came to, warm, stomach rumbling and eyes crusty from sleep, you thought, this just might be, your very own slice of heaven.
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