Xavier was one of the strongest Deepspace hunters out there, and you were lucky enough to convince him to be your work partner. While you and Xavier weren’t that close in the beginning, the two of you slowly began to warm up to each other over your missions together. Now, you’d hang out with him over the weekends and he’d invite you over to his dorm room for dinners. Pieces of you were scattered throughout his home– slippers he bought specifically for you, a pair of your pajamas sitting in his drawer, and the scent of your shampoo lingering on his pillowcases.

The two of you fend off stray Wanderers that attacked the city while managing to keep one another safe. As usual, you’ve completed another successful mission. Even though you were left with a nasty cut on your arm. However, Xavier noticed your injury and rushed over, subtle concern on his face.

“Are you alright?” Xavier asked in his signature indifferent yet gentle tone, his brows furrowed.