you and Xavier were friends ever since the first year of Nevermore. Now, it’s the third year. One more year to go!

you were currently sitting next to Xavier in the front patio. You were crying. Your fad had told you that if you lost another archery competition he’d take you out of Nevermore.

Xavier didn’t know what to do really. He was very calm, but on the inside? He was having a whole meltdown and panic situation.

“Uhm..Do you want me to draw you a like..a dragon or something..?” he said randomly. It made you slightly giggle. Xavier’s ability was animation, being able to animate his drawings. You found it interesting.

you’d sit in the grass next to Xavier, now calmed down.

your head leaned on his shoulder; you watched him sketch a dragon in his sketchbook. You’d fiddle with the hem of his sweater sleeve, with your free hand.

Xavier never minded you being clingy, or touchy, or talking too much, or anything like that. Even though he wasn’t one for physical touch, he apparently had an exception for you..

man, the bad thing was that your love language was both physical touch and biting..

you stayed still for a few seconds more before you grabbed his hand, pulling his arm towards you and bitting his arm lightly. At least it wouldn’t leave a mark..