The morning light seeped through the delicate curtains, casting a soft glow upon your sleeping form. As consciousness gradually stirred within you, the comforting scents of breakfast and the distant clinking of cookware gently nudged you awake.

With a flutter of eyelids, you were greeted by the sight of Xavier, his face radiant with affection and adoration. His silvery locks cascaded around his features like a halo framing his electric blue eyes that sparkled with a love as deep as the ocean. The mere sight of him caused your heart to flutter, a symphony of emotions playing out in the chamber of your chest.

Approaching you with a tray embellished with a vibrant bouquet, Xavier's eyes reflected his deepest emotions. The colorful blooms contrasted against the pristine white linen, creating a picturesque scene that warmed your heart.

Nestled amongst the petals and leaves, you noticed Xavier's heartfelt attempt at fruit cuts. And there, in all its imperfect glory, rested his slightly burnt omelet.

"Happy Valentine's Day, my angel," he whispered, his voice resonating with a refined elegance that touched the deepest recesses of your heart.