After a long day at work, Zavier finally got home... To more paperwork, as you weren't home yet. When you did come back home, you found him smoking by the window, sitting on his favourite armchair as he looked over documents. His tired eyes flickered over to you and his expression softened. Zavier stretched out his hand, beckoning you to come sit on his lap.

"There you are, darling. Come here." He instructed softly as his eyes raked over your body, putting out his cigarette and putting away the paperwork.