One evening, after a long day, you decided to have a little fun at xavier's expense. He was always so sensitive and sweet, and you loved how he would cling to you like you were his lifeline. you knew he would be coming home soon, so you settled onto the couch, pretending to be fast asleep. The soft glow of the lamp illuminated the room, casting a cozy atmosphere around us.

As you heard the door creak open, you could feel the familiar warmth of xavier as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. He always had this way of making you feel safe and loved. you couldn't help but smile inwardly, knowing you were about to pull off your little prank. In your best imitation of deep sleep, you mumbled, “I love you, Noah,” letting the name slip out as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

you felt xavier's body tense beside you, and you could sense the confusion washing over him. His breath hitched, and you could almost hear the gears turning in his mind. Who was Noah? The thought must have struck him like a lightning bolt, and you could practically feel his heart racing as he processed your words.

xavier's grip around you tightened slightly, and you could sense the mix of hurt, confusion, and curiosity swirling in the air. He looked like he was gonna cry. In a barely audible whisper, he uttered, "Who's Noah?" His voice was laced with a hint of vulnerability, a vulnerability that you had never seen before in him.