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Zayne: There you go. Hold it with both hands. I didn't expect it to be too big for you, but I know you can handle it. All you have to do is open your mouth a little wider. That's good, isn't it? Look, you've got your mouth covered.
MC: Sorry, Zayne, this sandwich is so juicy...
Zayne: Don't worry, I have a napkin. Wipe it off.
MC: Oh, thank you.
#love and deepspace#loveanddeepspace#love and deepcpace x listener#love and deepspace zayne#zayne#zayne love and deepspace
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Bestie: I'm waiting for the sequel!
Me: Actually, that's it, there will be no sequel.
Bestie: NO!
Me: Yes.
Bestie: Write a sequel!
Me: No.
Bestie: PLEASE?!
Me: Definitely no.
Bestie: NOOOOOOO!
I FORGIVE YOU THIS TIME
₊⊹ genre: fluff (very soft hints of sex)
₊⊹ word count: 737
₊⊹ a/n: It's the first time I'm trying to write something with Rafayel (I'm not going to become dependent on him, no!). I don't know anything about him except that he is a drama queen, a great kid and a good artist. He is also a big fish. Literally.
God bless me…
The only thing I can do is to send it to my friend for her to appreciate it (She said she's busy right now, but she already likes the first word)
— Rafayel, stop being offended by me, – you said, taking a step towards him.
Although everyone respected him as an outstanding artist of his time, you knew his true nature. Drama queen. He could easily be offended if his bodyguard was too busy with her hunting job to spend some time with him.
One day, when you were walking in the park, you met a cat sleeping on a bench. You immediately walked up to him to pet his furry head, listening to the displeasure from Rafayel.
— And after that you’ll touch me? – he grunted, folding his hands on his chest and looking at his stubborn furry enemy. – You can't fool me, little monster...
Now Rafayel was standing with his back to you, looking at the view of the sea through the window of his villa, and once again took offense at you. More precisely, for what you didn’t do.
— I'm sorry, I was really busy, – you said sincerely, walking up to him.
He turned his head, gave you a disapproving look and pouted his lips, snorted, turning away again.
— You're always busy with more important things.
Rafayel invited you to the movies, but you successfully forgot about it due to your work load. Missions fell on your head like snow and it was the only thing you could think about for the past two days. When you remembered that you were supposed to meet Rafayel before the movie, you tried to call him but he didn't answer. The heart pounded with excitement. There were many scenarios in your head of how something bad had happened to him, so tiredly, you immediately headed to his house. Your heart calmed down when you saw that everything was fine with him. Besides picking his nose, turning his head away from you and ignoring your presence.
— That's right, but… – you pressed your lips together and came close to him. – You're more important to me.
— But I'm not a priority.
Your arms wrapped around his waist and you pressed your cheek against his back.
— H-hey! - you heard his voice and you felt how he jerked in your arms. – Don’t think that I’ll forgive you for such impudent behavior.
— Please, Rafayel, – you begged, pressing closer to him. – Shall I compensate for the lost tickets?
— It's not about the tickets, Miss Bodyguard, – he replied with a chuckle.
— Are you sad because you wanted to spend time with me? – you giggled.
— What nonsense are you talking about? Of course not! — he sounded "deeply" offended.
You pulled away from him a little and looked at his ears and smiled. They were soft pink in color. Well, this game can be played with two players.
Your hands slowly began to move over his stomach, making him tense under your fingers. You could feel his abs under your every touch, you could feel how it made him tremble barely perceptibly.
— Well then… it's sad that you won't forgive me, – you breathed out, wandering over his stomach, rising to his chest and falling back down again. – Probably, I should go and not upset you even more.
You pulled away from him, removing your hands, but he grabbed your wrists sharply and forced you back against his back, wrapping your arms around his waist.
— Silly girl, – he muttered hoarsely, and after a few seconds of silence, he added. – Stay.
— So, will you forgive me? – you asked, letting your hands move slowly down his body again.
— I’ll think about it… – he said, lowering his head as he watched your hands slowly but surely travel down to the waistband of his branded pants.
— Then I'll do my best to make you forgive me, – you giggled, getting into his pants with your fingertips.
— You're… my bodyguard, you're supposed to protect me, not bully… – he whispered quietly, exhaling noisily.
— How dare I bully my employer? – laughing, you poked your nose into his back. – You are tall…
— Do you want me to... sit down? – he asked, swinging at you over his shoulder.
— That would be good, – you let go of him with a nod, watching as his hand froze in mid-air as if he didn't want you to let him go.
— O-okay, but only because you ask me to, – picking up his nose again, he furrowed his brows and grabbed your hand, pulling you to the couch.
A drama queen in her own person. He is so sweet when he is offended and so needy when you touch him. Your needy boyfriend.
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I FORGIVE YOU THIS TIME
₊⊹ genre: fluff (very soft hints of sex)
₊⊹ word count: 737
₊⊹ a/n: It's the first time I'm trying to write something with Rafayel (I'm not going to become dependent on him, no!). I don't know anything about him except that he is a drama queen, a great kid and a good artist. He is also a big fish. Literally.
God bless me…
The only thing I can do is to send it to my friend for her to appreciate it (She said she's busy right now, but she already likes the first word)
— Rafayel, stop being offended by me, – you said, taking a step towards him.
Although everyone respected him as an outstanding artist of his time, you knew his true nature. Drama queen. He could easily be offended if his bodyguard was too busy with her hunting job to spend some time with him.
One day, when you were walking in the park, you met a cat sleeping on a bench. You immediately walked up to him to pet his furry head, listening to the displeasure from Rafayel.
— And after that you’ll touch me? – he grunted, folding his hands on his chest and looking at his stubborn furry enemy. – You can't fool me, little monster...
Now Rafayel was standing with his back to you, looking at the view of the sea through the window of his villa, and once again took offense at you. More precisely, for what you didn’t do.
— I'm sorry, I was really busy, – you said sincerely, walking up to him.
He turned his head, gave you a disapproving look and pouted his lips, snorted, turning away again.
— You're always busy with more important things.
Rafayel invited you to the movies, but you successfully forgot about it due to your work load. Missions fell on your head like snow and it was the only thing you could think about for the past two days. When you remembered that you were supposed to meet Rafayel before the movie, you tried to call him but he didn't answer. The heart pounded with excitement. There were many scenarios in your head of how something bad had happened to him, so tiredly, you immediately headed to his house. Your heart calmed down when you saw that everything was fine with him. Besides picking his nose, turning his head away from you and ignoring your presence.
— That's right, but… – you pressed your lips together and came close to him. – You're more important to me.
— But I'm not a priority.
Your arms wrapped around his waist and you pressed your cheek against his back.
— H-hey! - you heard his voice and you felt how he jerked in your arms. – Don’t think that I’ll forgive you for such impudent behavior.
— Please, Rafayel, – you begged, pressing closer to him. – Shall I compensate for the lost tickets?
— It's not about the tickets, Miss Bodyguard, – he replied with a chuckle.
— Are you sad because you wanted to spend time with me? – you giggled.
— What nonsense are you talking about? Of course not! — he sounded "deeply" offended.
You pulled away from him a little and looked at his ears and smiled. They were soft pink in color. Well, this game can be played with two players.
Your hands slowly began to move over his stomach, making him tense under your fingers. You could feel his abs under your every touch, you could feel how it made him tremble barely perceptibly.
— Well then… it's sad that you won't forgive me, – you breathed out, wandering over his stomach, rising to his chest and falling back down again. – Probably, I should go and not upset you even more.
You pulled away from him, removing your hands, but he grabbed your wrists sharply and forced you back against his back, wrapping your arms around his waist.
— Silly girl, – he muttered hoarsely, and after a few seconds of silence, he added. – Stay.
— So, will you forgive me? – you asked, letting your hands move slowly down his body again.
— I’ll think about it… – he said, lowering his head as he watched your hands slowly but surely travel down to the waistband of his branded pants.
— Then I'll do my best to make you forgive me, – you giggled, getting into his pants with your fingertips.
— You're… my bodyguard, you're supposed to protect me, not bully… – he whispered quietly, exhaling noisily.
— How dare I bully my employer? – laughing, you poked your nose into his back. – You are tall…
— Do you want me to... sit down? – he asked, swinging at you over his shoulder.
— That would be good, – you let go of him with a nod, watching as his hand froze in mid-air as if he didn't want you to let him go.
— O-okay, but only because you ask me to, – picking up his nose again, he furrowed his brows and grabbed your hand, pulling you to the couch.
A drama queen in her own person. He is so sweet when he is offended and so needy when you touch him. Your needy boyfriend.
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My phone is dying from it, but... I'm happy 🥹❤️😭
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MC: No, there's nothing!
A quick sketch with my baby ❤️
(This is my first time drawing Xavier, sorry!)
#love and deepspace#love and deepspace xavier#xavier#love and deepcpace x listener#xavier x reader#loveanddeepspace
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cw: nsfw!! soft and gentle dom!xavier, gender neutral reader, praise, edging, forced orgasms, talking you through an orgasm, voice kink
soft dom xavier, who talks you through your orgasms by showering you with praise. "you're beautiful", "your voice is lovely", "i love how soft your body feels", "you're so sensitive to my touch".
soft dom xavier, who loves edging you because he knows it will make you cum even harder, and he wants to be the one to bring you there. he takes his time riling you up, making sure to keep his touch soft and light. he shushes you when you beg for release, kisses the tears off your cheeks when you cry from frustration, and gives you gentle reassurance when you need it most. "you're almost there", "just endure it for a little longer", "i promise you'll be rewarded soon".
soft dom xavier, who smirks when he finally coaxes an orgasm out of you and sees your body erupt in pleasure. he admires the pretty little sounds spilling from your lips, the sight of your back arching as your hips thrust upwards, the way your body shivers at his every touch. "there you go", he says. "i knew you could do it for me."
soft dom xavier, who finds himself addicted to your pleasure and can't help but crave more. his lips curl upwards as you whimper softly while his hands, lips, and tongue caress you in all the right ways. he doesn't stop stimulating you, even when your voice grows hoarse and your tears run dry.
soft dom xavier, who gives you orgasm after orgasm until your vision is filled with stars and your body feels like it's floating in air. after a while, you lose count of how many times you've cum.
soft dom xavier, who wraps you up in his arms when you've had enough and reminds you how special you are to him while snuggling you close. he makes sure you get plenty of kisses and cuddles. you deserve it.
soft dom xavier, who will do anything to make you feel good.
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Xavier LITERALLY:
I'll NEVER LET YOU GO
WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!
Genre: Angst
Pairing: Xavier x fem!reader
Annotation: What does a person feel when they realize that they have been forgotten? When they look into the eyes they love madly and they do not shine as they did when they first met. When the person who has forgotten inadvertently does or says something that they had said before, in a past life, before dying in a warm hug. How does a person live when they realize that they have been forgotten?
While I was writing this, I could hardly hold back my tears. I really feel desperate when the realization of all this is spinning in my head. I didn't expect this game to be so cruel, not a cute otome game with sweet boys.
Even though this story ended so suddenly, I don't want to write about Xavier's inner suffering. I want to think about the fact that now he has time to be with MC, to fall in love with her again like the first time. And he will do everything he can to make sure that the time they spend together is as beneficial to MC as possible. Even knowing that it is limited. Even knowing that the disease will take her love away from him again. He will fight for MC's life even at the cost of his own.
(Sorry for the mistakes, I haven't slept in a while and I'm still upset about this story. And yes, I'm writing this with wet eyes, yeah.)
— No... – you mumbled, lying restlessly in bed.
Your head rolled from side to side, your brows furrowed, and your hands clutched the blanket until your bones turned white.
You had a dream. More precisely, a nightmare that left behind a storm of emotions and feelings, when you woke up with a scream, suddenly sitting up.
— Baby, what is it? – asked Xavier in a frightened voice hoarse from sleep.
Sitting in the dark, you clenched your fists, giving free rein to the tears that poured from your eyes in hot streams.
— Princess, – Xavier's voice sounded and his arms wrapped around you, pressing you to his chest.
— Xav… – you couldn't speak because of the lump in your throat and continued to cry, feeling tension in every cell of your body.
— Hush, I'm here, – he whispered quietly and, touching your head, stroked it soothingly.
You couldn't stop your sobs. Fear, pain, sadness, loneliness and emptiness covered you. Your eyelids were swollen from tears, and with trembling hands you held tightly to Xavier's sweater.
— God, what happened… – he said, feeling how your shoulders trembled and how desperately you held on to him.
Gradually, you calmed down, only occasionally sobbing. Your eyes burned and you couldn't open them, you clung to Xavier, feeling him soothingly caress your shoulder and head. Snorting your nose, you felt a headache that squeezed your brain every time you moved your head.
— Xavier… – you whispered, wiping your tear-soaked cheeks with your hands, pulling away from him.
His hands slowly slid off of you, giving you space.
— What did you dream about? – he asked, sitting next to you.
—I… I don't know for sure, but… – you strained your brain, trying to remember what you saw. – I remember the lights in the sky, they appeared and then went out, as if...
— A meteorite shower? – prompted Xavier in a quiet voice.
— Yes,— you nodded, turning your head in his direction.
You couldn't see him well because of the darkness and swollen eyes, but you knew how he looked now. Asleep, with disheveled hair, he looks at you with his clear, light blue eyes. You couldn't make out his mood in his voice, but it wasn't hard to guess. Excitement and confusion.
You never woke up in the middle of the night from nightmares. It was a first for the two of you and it was no wonder you felt it together.
— A meteorite shower… and the smell of salt… I can still smell it, – you muttered.
Xavier was silent, listening to your every word.
— I watched the meteor shower with someone who was important to me, but I can't remember his face, it's like in a fog.
— Take your time, – Xavier said softly, touching your shoulder.
— I don't know who this person is, but I think I loved her, – you said uncertainly, feeling a rush of emotions again.
You took a deep breath trying to control yourself and exhaled and continued.
— It was the happiest moment in my life, but then... then the picture changed and I...
There was silence in the room and only your quiet breathing interrupted it.
— I died – you said, feeling how tears poured down your cheeks again.
It seemed to you that it was real. It's like you really died. As if in one moment just poof and you are gone.
Your shoulders shook and you covered your face with your hands, sobbing softly.
Xavier hugged you again, brushing his lips against your forehead. He didn't say a word until you mastered another sob on his chest. Patiently waiting for you to continue, his arms wrapped around you tightly, preventing you from moving away from his embrace.
— I died like that, – you whispered, looking nowhere. – Sitting in the arms of the person whom I loved infinitely. My life ended in his hands.
Suddenly you realized that Xavier, who had not spoken for a long time, was sitting tensely, hugging you. His hugs, as if he was afraid to let you go, his quickened heartbeat, which you only now heard when you stopped crying, and the faint shaking of his hands.
Lifting your head, you could barely see his face.
— Xavier? – you asked, feeling how your own heart beat faster and how the pulsation of pain grew in your head.
— I'm listening, – he cleared his throat in a low voice.
After a few seconds of silence, you hesitated.
— If you don't like hearing about this nightmare, then I –
— No, go on, I want to hear, – he interrupted, shaking his head.
— Okay, – barely nodding, you pressed your cheek to his chest. – The last thing I remember is that I saw a star... so close.. or something that looked like a star. She shone so magically in front of my eyes, as if she had come down for me personally from the night sky...
Your lips curled into a bitter smile as you tried to recall more details.
— The life was leaving my body, the heartbeat slowed down and the eyes, as if filled with lead, closed by themselves – your voice sounded quieter and quieter. – And I plunged into cold, merciless, empty darkness.
Xavier's arms tightened around you. Leaning into your ear, he whispered in a low voice.
— I won't let this happen, I won't let the darkness take you… – he cut off his words abruptly, as if he wanted to say something else and replace it, his lips touched your shoulder, lingering on it for a few seconds. – No matter how much time passes, no matter where you are... I'll find you. I'll definitely find it.
As soon as the last phrase reached your ears, your body shuddered in excruciating pain. It was as if your brain was being torn to pieces and you grabbed your head with your hands, trying to stop it.
Sensing the sudden change in your body and your moan of pain and agony, Xavier became confused. His hands quickly picked you up and he was about to leave the bedroom to take you to the hospital, until suddenly your quiet words came to his mind, agitated by excitement and fear for your health.
— It was you… – you whispered, clinging to the last shreds of consciousness. – I dreamed of you...
Your body went limp in his arms, your head fell on his chest and you fell into the darkness.
A distant, so familiar and familiar voice came to you, telling you:
— You promised we'd watch the meteor shower again.
It echoed, gradually dissolving in the darkness.
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Just realize that.
You are dying. And the only person who is with you is your beloved, who hugs you tightly. The only witness to your last breaths.
Imagine his pain at this moment. Imagine how he held on to you during the last minutes of your life.
His star, his words, his everything.
It hurts me. I didn't even think I was that emotional.
It's just a game, isn't it? Then why am I still crying?
I'll NEVER LET YOU GO
WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!
Genre: Angst
Pairing: Xavier x fem!reader
Annotation: What does a person feel when they realize that they have been forgotten? When they look into the eyes they love madly and they do not shine as they did when they first met. When the person who has forgotten inadvertently does or says something that they had said before, in a past life, before dying in a warm hug. How does a person live when they realize that they have been forgotten?
While I was writing this, I could hardly hold back my tears. I really feel desperate when the realization of all this is spinning in my head. I didn't expect this game to be so cruel, not a cute otome game with sweet boys.
Even though this story ended so suddenly, I don't want to write about Xavier's inner suffering. I want to think about the fact that now he has time to be with MC, to fall in love with her again like the first time. And he will do everything he can to make sure that the time they spend together is as beneficial to MC as possible. Even knowing that it is limited. Even knowing that the disease will take her love away from him again. He will fight for MC's life even at the cost of his own.
(Sorry for the mistakes, I haven't slept in a while and I'm still upset about this story. And yes, I'm writing this with wet eyes, yeah.)
— No... – you mumbled, lying restlessly in bed.
Your head rolled from side to side, your brows furrowed, and your hands clutched the blanket until your bones turned white.
You had a dream. More precisely, a nightmare that left behind a storm of emotions and feelings, when you woke up with a scream, suddenly sitting up.
— Baby, what is it? – asked Xavier in a frightened voice hoarse from sleep.
Sitting in the dark, you clenched your fists, giving free rein to the tears that poured from your eyes in hot streams.
— Princess, – Xavier's voice sounded and his arms wrapped around you, pressing you to his chest.
— Xav… – you couldn't speak because of the lump in your throat and continued to cry, feeling tension in every cell of your body.
— Hush, I'm here, – he whispered quietly and, touching your head, stroked it soothingly.
You couldn't stop your sobs. Fear, pain, sadness, loneliness and emptiness covered you. Your eyelids were swollen from tears, and with trembling hands you held tightly to Xavier's sweater.
— God, what happened… – he said, feeling how your shoulders trembled and how desperately you held on to him.
Gradually, you calmed down, only occasionally sobbing. Your eyes burned and you couldn't open them, you clung to Xavier, feeling him soothingly caress your shoulder and head. Snorting your nose, you felt a headache that squeezed your brain every time you moved your head.
— Xavier… – you whispered, wiping your tear-soaked cheeks with your hands, pulling away from him.
His hands slowly slid off of you, giving you space.
— What did you dream about? – he asked, sitting next to you.
—I… I don't know for sure, but… – you strained your brain, trying to remember what you saw. – I remember the lights in the sky, they appeared and then went out, as if...
— A meteorite shower? – prompted Xavier in a quiet voice.
— Yes,— you nodded, turning your head in his direction.
You couldn't see him well because of the darkness and swollen eyes, but you knew how he looked now. Asleep, with disheveled hair, he looks at you with his clear, light blue eyes. You couldn't make out his mood in his voice, but it wasn't hard to guess. Excitement and confusion.
You never woke up in the middle of the night from nightmares. It was a first for the two of you and it was no wonder you felt it together.
— A meteorite shower… and the smell of salt… I can still smell it, – you muttered.
Xavier was silent, listening to your every word.
— I watched the meteor shower with someone who was important to me, but I can't remember his face, it's like in a fog.
— Take your time, – Xavier said softly, touching your shoulder.
— I don't know who this person is, but I think I loved her, – you said uncertainly, feeling a rush of emotions again.
You took a deep breath trying to control yourself and exhaled and continued.
— It was the happiest moment in my life, but then... then the picture changed and I...
There was silence in the room and only your quiet breathing interrupted it.
— I died – you said, feeling how tears poured down your cheeks again.
It seemed to you that it was real. It's like you really died. As if in one moment just poof and you are gone.
Your shoulders shook and you covered your face with your hands, sobbing softly.
Xavier hugged you again, brushing his lips against your forehead. He didn't say a word until you mastered another sob on his chest. Patiently waiting for you to continue, his arms wrapped around you tightly, preventing you from moving away from his embrace.
— I died like that, – you whispered, looking nowhere. – Sitting in the arms of the person whom I loved infinitely. My life ended in his hands.
Suddenly you realized that Xavier, who had not spoken for a long time, was sitting tensely, hugging you. His hugs, as if he was afraid to let you go, his quickened heartbeat, which you only now heard when you stopped crying, and the faint shaking of his hands.
Lifting your head, you could barely see his face.
— Xavier? – you asked, feeling how your own heart beat faster and how the pulsation of pain grew in your head.
— I'm listening, – he cleared his throat in a low voice.
After a few seconds of silence, you hesitated.
— If you don't like hearing about this nightmare, then I –
— No, go on, I want to hear, – he interrupted, shaking his head.
— Okay, – barely nodding, you pressed your cheek to his chest. – The last thing I remember is that I saw a star... so close.. or something that looked like a star. She shone so magically in front of my eyes, as if she had come down for me personally from the night sky...
Your lips curled into a bitter smile as you tried to recall more details.
— The life was leaving my body, the heartbeat slowed down and the eyes, as if filled with lead, closed by themselves – your voice sounded quieter and quieter. – And I plunged into cold, merciless, empty darkness.
Xavier's arms tightened around you. Leaning into your ear, he whispered in a low voice.
— I won't let this happen, I won't let the darkness take you… – he cut off his words abruptly, as if he wanted to say something else and replace it, his lips touched your shoulder, lingering on it for a few seconds. – No matter how much time passes, no matter where you are... I'll find you. I'll definitely find it.
As soon as the last phrase reached your ears, your body shuddered in excruciating pain. It was as if your brain was being torn to pieces and you grabbed your head with your hands, trying to stop it.
Sensing the sudden change in your body and your moan of pain and agony, Xavier became confused. His hands quickly picked you up and he was about to leave the bedroom to take you to the hospital, until suddenly your quiet words came to his mind, agitated by excitement and fear for your health.
— It was you… – you whispered, clinging to the last shreds of consciousness. – I dreamed of you...
Your body went limp in his arms, your head fell on his chest and you fell into the darkness.
A distant, so familiar and familiar voice came to you, telling you:
— You promised we'd watch the meteor shower again.
It echoed, gradually dissolving in the darkness.
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I'll NEVER LET YOU GO
WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!
Genre: Angst
Pairing: Xavier x fem!reader
Annotation: What does a person feel when they realize that they have been forgotten? When they look into the eyes they love madly and they do not shine as they did when they first met. When the person who has forgotten inadvertently does or says something that they had said before, in a past life, before dying in a warm hug. How does a person live when they realize that they have been forgotten?
While I was writing this, I could hardly hold back my tears. I really feel desperate when the realization of all this is spinning in my head. I didn't expect this game to be so cruel, not a cute otome game with sweet boys.
Even though this story ended so suddenly, I don't want to write about Xavier's inner suffering. I want to think about the fact that now he has time to be with MC, to fall in love with her again like the first time. And he will do everything he can to make sure that the time they spend together is as beneficial to MC as possible. Even knowing that it is limited. Even knowing that the disease will take her love away from him again. He will fight for MC's life even at the cost of his own.
(Sorry for the mistakes, I haven't slept in a while and I'm still upset about this story. And yes, I'm writing this with wet eyes, yeah.)
— No... – you mumbled, lying restlessly in bed.
Your head rolled from side to side, your brows furrowed, and your hands clutched the blanket until your bones turned white.
You had a dream. More precisely, a nightmare that left behind a storm of emotions and feelings, when you woke up with a scream, suddenly sitting up.
— Baby, what is it? – asked Xavier in a frightened voice hoarse from sleep.
Sitting in the dark, you clenched your fists, giving free rein to the tears that poured from your eyes in hot streams.
— Princess, – Xavier's voice sounded and his arms wrapped around you, pressing you to his chest.
— Xav… – you couldn't speak because of the lump in your throat and continued to cry, feeling tension in every cell of your body.
— Hush, I'm here, – he whispered quietly and, touching your head, stroked it soothingly.
You couldn't stop your sobs. Fear, pain, sadness, loneliness and emptiness covered you. Your eyelids were swollen from tears, and with trembling hands you held tightly to Xavier's sweater.
— God, what happened… – he said, feeling how your shoulders trembled and how desperately you held on to him.
Gradually, you calmed down, only occasionally sobbing. Your eyes burned and you couldn't open them, you clung to Xavier, feeling him soothingly caress your shoulder and head. Snorting your nose, you felt a headache that squeezed your brain every time you moved your head.
— Xavier… – you whispered, wiping your tear-soaked cheeks with your hands, pulling away from him.
His hands slowly slid off of you, giving you space.
— What did you dream about? – he asked, sitting next to you.
—I… I don't know for sure, but… – you strained your brain, trying to remember what you saw. – I remember the lights in the sky, they appeared and then went out, as if...
— A meteorite shower? – prompted Xavier in a quiet voice.
— Yes,— you nodded, turning your head in his direction.
You couldn't see him well because of the darkness and swollen eyes, but you knew how he looked now. Asleep, with disheveled hair, he looks at you with his clear, light blue eyes. You couldn't make out his mood in his voice, but it wasn't hard to guess. Excitement and confusion.
You never woke up in the middle of the night from nightmares. It was a first for the two of you and it was no wonder you felt it together.
— A meteorite shower… and the smell of salt… I can still smell it, – you muttered.
Xavier was silent, listening to your every word.
— I watched the meteor shower with someone who was important to me, but I can't remember his face, it's like in a fog.
— Take your time, – Xavier said softly, touching your shoulder.
— I don't know who this person is, but I think I loved her, – you said uncertainly, feeling a rush of emotions again.
You took a deep breath trying to control yourself and exhaled and continued.
— It was the happiest moment in my life, but then... then the picture changed and I...
There was silence in the room and only your quiet breathing interrupted it.
— I died – you said, feeling how tears poured down your cheeks again.
It seemed to you that it was real. It's like you really died. As if in one moment just poof and you are gone.
Your shoulders shook and you covered your face with your hands, sobbing softly.
Xavier hugged you again, brushing his lips against your forehead. He didn't say a word until you mastered another sob on his chest. Patiently waiting for you to continue, his arms wrapped around you tightly, preventing you from moving away from his embrace.
— I died like that, – you whispered, looking nowhere. – Sitting in the arms of the person whom I loved infinitely. My life ended in his hands.
Suddenly you realized that Xavier, who had not spoken for a long time, was sitting tensely, hugging you. His hugs, as if he was afraid to let you go, his quickened heartbeat, which you only now heard when you stopped crying, and the faint shaking of his hands.
Lifting your head, you could barely see his face.
— Xavier? – you asked, feeling how your own heart beat faster and how the pulsation of pain grew in your head.
— I'm listening, – he cleared his throat in a low voice.
After a few seconds of silence, you hesitated.
— If you don't like hearing about this nightmare, then I –
— No, go on, I want to hear, – he interrupted, shaking his head.
— Okay, – barely nodding, you pressed your cheek to his chest. – The last thing I remember is that I saw a star... so close.. or something that looked like a star. She shone so magically in front of my eyes, as if she had come down for me personally from the night sky...
Your lips curled into a bitter smile as you tried to recall more details.
— The life was leaving my body, the heartbeat slowed down and the eyes, as if filled with lead, closed by themselves – your voice sounded quieter and quieter. – And I plunged into cold, merciless, empty darkness.
Xavier's arms tightened around you. Leaning into your ear, he whispered in a low voice.
— I won't let this happen, I won't let the darkness take you… – he cut off his words abruptly, as if he wanted to say something else and replace it, his lips touched your shoulder, lingering on it for a few seconds. – No matter how much time passes, no matter where you are... I'll find you. I'll definitely find it.
As soon as the last phrase reached your ears, your body shuddered in excruciating pain. It was as if your brain was being torn to pieces and you grabbed your head with your hands, trying to stop it.
Sensing the sudden change in your body and your moan of pain and agony, Xavier became confused. His hands quickly picked you up and he was about to leave the bedroom to take you to the hospital, until suddenly your quiet words came to his mind, agitated by excitement and fear for your health.
— It was you… – you whispered, clinging to the last shreds of consciousness. – I dreamed of you...
Your body went limp in his arms, your head fell on his chest and you fell into the darkness.
A distant, so familiar and familiar voice came to you, telling you:
— You promised we'd watch the meteor shower again.
It echoed, gradually dissolving in the darkness.
#love and deepspace#love and deepspace xavier#loveanddeepspace#xavier#love and deepcpace x listener#xavier x reader
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My little baby 🥹🥹🥹 I luv u so much 💕💕💕
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- synopsis : Instead of cuddling with Ryomen Sukuna, you cuddle with a plushie...
-contents: sukuna being jealous of a plushie, denying that he's jealous, you tease him a bit, cuddles, fluff, :D
a/n: the never-ending saga of jjk men being jealous of inanimate objects continues....this is also really self-indulgent whoops
Sukuna could feel the growing annoyance as he stared down at your sleeping form.
Because for one, you were taking up all the space on the large bed, and two-
you were supposed to be cuddling with him.
Not that damn plushie.
That damn plushie in question was staring directly at Sukuna with its beady eyes, an almost smug look on its face as you calmly continued sleeping, unaware of the feud that was now spewing in between the now rivals.
Which, was really ridiculous considering that the plushie wasn't even alive and that he was the one that gave it to you-
No, he was not jealous of it, why would he be jealous of it?
That was ridiculous, he, the Ryomen Sukuna, the king of the curses, would never be jealous over something as ridiculous as this.
He's a curse, he doesn't sleep, but just because he doesn't sleep, doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy his precious time with you.
And, he might enjoy feeling your warm body entangled with his, with his arms wrapped around you as you peacefully sleep on-
again, he might enjoy it when its time for you to sleep.
and he might love you.
But right now, he was too annoyed to feel that stupid little emotion for you.
"ryo?"
he looked down at you with a scowl, watching as you slowly blinked away from the deep trace of sleep, and you rolled over, accidentally tossing the plushie off the bed.
did sukuna feel a tinge of satisfaction?
no. [yes.]
"move over brat."
raising your head, you sigh and slowly scoot over, your head falling back onto the pillow as you slip into the land between dreams and reality as Sukuna slips in the covers, scowling at the feeling of cotton and silk entrapping his large form, but-
his arms were now enveloped around you.
"you were jealous weren't you?"
"no."
"stop lying ryo, i knew you were standing there watching me for who knows how lon-"
With a frown, Sukuna tugged you so that your back was squarely against his chest as he closed his eyes.
"shut up."
he felt your heart and breaths slow down to a more relaxed pace as he slightly shifted, uncomfortable underneath the blankets, as he didn't like how trapped it made him feel-
but he was with you.
and it was peaceful.
so maybe it was worth wasting his precious time to have his arms wrapped around you, with the only sound being your breaths, with the only thing he needed to worry about was making sure he didn't roll over and crush you with his weight...
so maybe, he might love you.
he might love this time with you, where you were wrapped up, all snug in his arms....
yeah, he should probably get rid of the might.
he loves you.
forever, eternal, for as long as he lives and beyond.
Sukuna sighed as he opened his eyes, knowing that you were asleep.
But he couldn't bring himself to leave.
So instead, he brought his lips to your ear, knowing that you wouldn't hear him, but...
he wanted to tell you.
" i love you. brat."
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Rafayel: I'm upset and I want to cry.
MC: Go ahead~
Rafayel: YOU!!!
MS: What?
Rafayel: did you just say "Go ahead~"???
MS: Yeah, why?
Rafayel: You just said it so easy???
MS: Yeah.
Rafayel: WHAT IF I HAD SAID —
MS: ?
Rafayel: Forget it, you just broke my heart right now.
MS: I would have said "Go ahead~" again.
Rafayel: GOD, NO!
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I want to see my baby always 😭❤️
WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!
I just read Xavier's 3rd anecdote and… I'm desperate. My heart is breaking.
Now I have answers to the reasons for Xavier's behavior. Since the first time we met, he has been looking for a special protocore. That's why he's always tired. He searches for it day and night, not sparing himself. Why? Because at our first meeting with him, at the academy, we told him that we were terminally ill and could only cure our hearts with the help of a special protocore.
Even when we were dying on the salt flat, in his arms, he told us: "No matter how many times it taken, no matter where you are... I will find you."
He sacrificed his freedom for us, so that we could watch the meteor shower in awe. What is that if not love? He injured himself in the battles, and he made every effort to help us.
It makes my heart ache and my eyes cry. It makes me love Xavier even more.
Now that I have read this, I understand his feelings even more when he met us again. How he holds back from hugging us. He keeps a distance between us. Allows us to get to know him better. Waiting for us to be ready to accept him. God only knows what he feels deep inside. What pain he holds back every time our eyes meet.
It makes me think and maybe I will write a story about it. I don't know if it will be a romantic fluff or an angst story, but… I think it should be.
See ya, kittens.
#love and deepspace#xavier#love and deepspace xavier#loveanddeepspace#xavier x reader#love and deepcpace x listener
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WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!
I just read Xavier's 3rd anecdote and… I'm desperate. My heart is breaking.
Now I have answers to the reasons for Xavier's behavior. Since the first time we met, he has been looking for a special protocore. That's why he's always tired. He searches for it day and night, not sparing himself. Why? Because at our first meeting with him, at the academy, we told him that we were terminally ill and could only cure our hearts with the help of a special protocore.
Even when we were dying on the salt flat, in his arms, he told us: "No matter how many times it taken, no matter where you are... I will find you."
He sacrificed his freedom for us, so that we could watch the meteor shower in awe. What is that if not love? He injured himself in the battles, and he made every effort to help us.
It makes my heart ache and my eyes cry. It makes me love Xavier even more.
Now that I have read this, I understand his feelings even more when he met us again. How he holds back from hugging us. He keeps a distance between us. Allows us to get to know him better. Waiting for us to be ready to accept him. God only knows what he feels deep inside. What pain he holds back every time our eyes meet.
It makes me think and maybe I will write a story about it. I don't know if it will be a romantic fluff or an angst story, but… I think it should be.
See ya, kittens.
#love and deepspace#love and deepspace xavier#xavier#loveanddeepspace#xavier x reader#love and deepcpace x listener
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MC: Sorry we can't come today
Xavier: Yes, we already have plans
their plans:
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