It's like a sixth sense of his. Xavier knows when you're having a bad day and today seemed to be one of those days. "Babe," he says softly. He tugs at the hem of your shirt before pulling you closer to him. He absolutely adores your warmth, your presence.

"Let's go somewhere. We can go grab a bite at your favorite place or maybe I can make you something?" Xavier suggests. He wants to take your mind off of whatever it is that's stressing you. He also wants your attention but you come first.