Chapters: 1/1 Summary:
One shot. Modern AU. Reincarnation AU.
"For a second he was nothing special or significant, though his soft pink hair certainly was an eye-catching feature, but then he began to move. The motion wasn’t anything special, just a turn on his heels, but it was the energy that shone through the motion that caused Xander’s breath to hitch in his lungs, as if hanging on the edge of anticipation.
Swift was the first word that Xander’s brain supplied when he saw the motion. Power and confidence hovered along the edges as if his legs were eager to do something more, but the man was holding himself back. Like a sprinter who wished to run everywhere but was forced to walk. However, beneath it all was an undercurrent of desperation. Like the man was worried if he was a fraction too slow he would miss something important. As if a dream was forever hovering at the horizon line and it was goal that he’d never reach."
A fateful encounter at a cafe brings Xander and Inigo together. Softly, then rushing all at once. (It was always meant to be this way, even if Xander is unaware of it).
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Hello and welcome to a random Xanlow fic I didn’t expect to write, but inspiration strikes in the oddest of times and I had a blast writing this. A big thanks to my two biggest supporters of my FE fics @someobscurereference and @shreedle. I appreciate you two and your friendship so much!
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