he had never shown any interest in you ever.

you two had been close since you were little, but you were always just friends- nothing else.

he was your older brother’s best friend after all.

well that’s until your 16th birthday.

you had a huge party with some many people from your school.

and the two of you hooked up, completely sober.

and he was good. he was something you definitely wouldn’t just forget.

and you definitely didn’t.

you and him kinda avoided each other for a while until one friday night, your at home, alone of course when Xavier just walks in.

he’s clearly drunk- or high- or both.

he lays down on the couch and puts his face into your neck.

“i needed you.” he mumbles.