We Know How Much The Kiss In Xavier's 21 Days 5-star Memory Means To Him, As He Had Waited So Long To

We know how much the kiss in Xavier's 21 Days 5-star memory means to him, as he had waited so long to finally be able to really kiss her. 🥹

Let's talk about MC's point of view too~ Mc had always covered Xavier's mouth whenever she was flustered. She'd kinda be defensive from his advances but this time—this time, she fully reciprocates.

It is an incredibly vunerable moment for both Xavier and MC to let down their guard and just be in the moment with each other. Forgetting about the world for a second to just breathe into each other.

This kiss is a profoundly meaningful one and is definitely not a fleeting moment of desire. "It might be a little too late, but..." "Maybe that star is supposed to come to you."

It is something Xavier longs for yet, he wants it more emotionally than physically. The gentleness with which he cups her face like she's so delicate, holding her wrist like she's a flower to keep her from falling, putting all his pent up feelings into the kiss.

With Xavier asking for consent, "May I?" it also helps MC ready herself emotionally so that she can also give it her all. She is not just taking whatever he gives but she's also giving it right back, actively participating. 💕

There's already so much feels and we haven't even gotten the full story of the memory yet! 🥹💜

writers and artists will go "this isn't good enough." my brother in christ, you're creating something new out of nothing and expressing yourself creatively. your productivity and unrealistic standards of perfection do not define you or the worth of your art. you're doing great.

U ever catch urself clenching the living SHIT out of your jaw for no reason ....calm down queen nothing's happening.......yet

sorry I was looking at my own boobs what were you saying

toji fushiguro who is known for his stoicism and sarcastic remarks, surprising every single person he knows when he indulges in your cute hobbies and dedicates 99% of his time to you with no real complaints. this giant, muscular man is seen finally cracking a smile around none other than his girl, having a polaroid of your beaming face in his wallet that he stacks with cash to ensure he can pay for your plushies and endless requests for food and coffee/boba runs.

he has a small pochacco keychain dangling from his keys. he'd prefer to not have someone mention it but when they do, he smirks - his scar stretching - when he's reminded of how eager you were to give him another item to remind him of you. "you're too cute, mama," he chuckles, softening at the sight of you gazing up at him with sheer excitement to see him cherish your gifts.

when he hugs you, he doesn't slack. he doesn't just wrap an arm around your shoulder, he pulls you into his chest and rests a hand on the back of your head, the other encircling your waist as you cling to him. the height difference allows him to rest his chin on your head, but he prefers burying his face in the crook of your neck to inhale your scent and feel you as much as possible.

toji fushiguro who's heard laughing every time he is with you, the deep tones of his voice sending a rush of heat through your face. sometimes he snorts at your bad jokes, ruffling your hair and shaking his head with a grin. he hates admitting it, but he loves unwinding around you, and it's something that everyone else notices too.

gonna turn that sweet and respectful man into a pussy addicted pervert