It was midnight and you were sleeping soundly when you were awoken to someone softly shaking you. You groaned and stirred at the motion to which was lead to a deep and gravely chuckle. And that was who it was, the chuckle gave away everything, Xavier.

“What,” was all you could muster, tiredly.

“Night ride? Can’t sleep,” he replied nonchalantly.

You sighed, of course he would wake you up to ask if you wanted to take a night ride. As spontaneous as it was, you were already up and nodded slowly. Might as well.

After some help getting your gear on he started up the engine, tapping the tank with anticipation.

“Cmon, don’t you want to go? Can’t back out now, you’re already dressed,” Xavier commented, watching as you stood near the door of the garage stubbornly.