Waking up next to Xavier had become an unchanging routine in your life, a quiet and undeniable comfort. His soft breath against your skin was like a subtle addiction, so pleasant that it now seemed impossible to live without it.

His sleepy and serene state, after a night of exhaustion, was more than just a peaceful sight; it was a profound sense of tranquility. His arms wrapped around your body with a natural gentleness, while his head rested against your chest, as if seeking the shelter of a safe haven. His legs were casually intertwined with yours, lost in the sheets, as if they were an extension of one another, creating a scene of comfort and closeness.