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𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞

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Xavier Thorpe x reader

Category: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: none, heartbreak, maybe violence

Summary: (Name) is in love with Xavier, but can't be sure about his feelings and therefore does nothing. Until the Poe cup, where Xavier desires to make her mind a mess.

Words: I have no fucking idè

A/N: this was supposed to be a super long fan fiction that went in-depth and had a great story. But I only had the energy to write the first scene. I hope you'll enjoy it either way. Thank to @eunoiathewriter for the help;)

Yeah

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The sun's autumn beams were stronger today than they had been in a long time and it was refreshing to see the blue sky instead of the grey clouds that were filled with cold rain.

(Name) wished that she could feel more delight in the orange globe, but her skin had been itching ever since she stepped out in the sun.

Yoko did recommend a very good sunscreen a while ago, but (Name) lost her bottle, and didn't think about getting a new one since it was autumn and she thought that the sun wouldn't be as irritating as it was right now.

(Name) adjusted herself in the black-painted canoe, already feeling uncomfortable in the wooden seat. It created a small ripple in the water, and she couldn't help but transfix it since the sun made it look like a thousand shining tears. She loved the water and adored taking a swim in the lake when she used to be young, it was calming and brought her joy which was something that she was always searching for in her life. Joy and content, so she was sure that she was living her best life. But of course, it wasn't easy. It was like, so it wasn't supposed to be.

Someone cleared their throat above her, and her attention away from the beautiful water, to see that Enid we're looking at her with a teasing grin.

"What?" (Name) asked with a perplexed furrow in her eyebrow as a giggle left the blond girl's lips.

Enid looked away from her, and instead fixed her eyes on something to their left, and (Name) slowly followed her gaze to where it was pointing.

When she spotted what Enid was implying (Name) to look at, she snapped her head back towards Enid and gave her a malicious glare, to which Enid returned with a cutesy wink. A habit that had become a costume.

What Enid had been looking at -or rather who- was a boy from one of the opposite teams. A boy with long, light golden hair, that was sadly covered by a mildly atrocious jingling hat.

Her grip on the oar tightened as Xavier playfully smiled at his teammates, for it felt like she was going to throw up butterflies. Not many knew that she had a romantic interest in Xavier, and she intended to keep it that way for as long as possible. If it was something she despised, it was when people she barely knew were up and rummaging through her personal life.

Then, absolutely out of nowhere, a shot tore her eardrums, jubilees from other students echoed over the lake, and her teammates yelled at each other to row faster. She hadn't even realized that Weems had been speaking in the first place.

The autumn wind blew coldly against her face as they accelerated, and water splashed against her hands, perfect droplets landing on her black nail polish. A shiver ran down her spine when the tip of her sleeves got wet, and for only a second she lost her attention to the race and tried to roll up her sleeves.

"Duck!" Someone shouted, and (Name) felt a hand press down her head from behind, making her barely miss the axe that came swinging towards her.

"Pay attention." Wednesday chastised her. (Name) pursed her lips, she was about to apologize, but it got caught in her throat as one of the four canoes was split in half as it crashed into a big red object in the middle of the river. The people in the boat flew off it on the impact, and with screams landed in the murky water.

Something, like a shadow, swished under the canoe, and she bit the inside of her cheek in both nerves and expectation.

But nothing happened, and they were seeing the end of the tunnel as their water road got smaller and the small dock was able to be spotted. The clowns got to port first, which left a taste of disdain in her mouth along with with a pinch of annoyance. She watched as one of them left the boat to run into the forest, right for the flag hidden amongst the leaves. But she didn't see who it was.

Barely a minute after, their canoe made contact with the sore, jerking slightly at the impact.

"Who will get the flag?" (Name) hastily questioned while tying the boat.

"I think that-" Enid began but was interrupted by Wednesday.

"(Name) should get it, she is the quickest on her feet. And the canoe needs to be guarded." (Name)'s eyes shot up to meet Wednesday's in absolute shock. But Wednesday we're visibly stuck in a stare-off with Enid.

"Fine." She settled and proceeded back to sit in the boat, seeming to have a few phrases exchanged with Thing. (Name) looked on Wednesday again, wanting to complain that she was an awful choice. But she didn't leave any room for (Name) to kvetch and gave her persistent nod before turning away.

And they were short on time, so she clenched her jaw and began to jog into the autumn.

Finding the flags wasn't hard, but pulling her team flag out of the pile of stone was proven to be harder than she assumed. It was shoved in between three big stones, and they were squeezing the end of the flag into a position that was difficult to manipulate.

Even though she did consider herself to be a moderately strong person, excluding the perks of being an undead, bloodsucking creature, this was getting ridiculous.

She braised one of her legs against the stone and gave it a last wag before she yanked at it with all of her strength, and finally, it came out.

But the backlash was that she lost her balance and fell straight down on her back, dropping the flag in the process.

A hiss of beating pain that bloomed in her back escaped her, and the air left her lungs. So she had no choice but to lay on the ground just so that she could get her breath back.

"What are you doing?" The question startled her, and her eyes shot open to be met with the clown-painted face of Xavier.

Her body tensed and she quickly swallowed the embarrassment and nerves down her tight throat.

"I fell." She voiced, almost like a robot. Xavier scoffed as his feet shuffled around by her head, where he was standing.

"You don't say." She didn't answer, mostly because she felt like there wasn't an answer, otherwise because she felt close to speechless.

There was a quiet second as Xavier waited for an answer that wouldn't come before he realized that he was waiting for nothing, and instead, he walked over to her feet where the flag had rolled away.

She began to slowly push herself off the ground, grunting as her back stretched from the comfortless position. And at the same time, she didn't dare to look away from Xavier, for he now stood his full height, with her flag in his right hand, and his flag in his left. Clenching her fists, she stood up and looked at Xavier, stretching out her hand.

"The flag, Xavier." He looked at her with devious eyes and she pursed her lips in dread as he didn't seem to budge.

"Please, there's no time for this." She didn't want to turn towards desperation to get what she wanted, but neither did she want to see Enid disappointed for another year because her team didn't get the Poe Cup. And especially if she could have done something about it.

He seemed to be contemplating but she knew that he just wanted to tease.

"Alright, since you said please."

He sauntered closer with the black flag extended toward her, and she took a strong grip around the hilt so that he wouldn't be able to pull it away. But she was about to take it completely in her hands, Xavier, pulled quite hard at his end of the flag, sending (Name) straight into his chest with a yelp.

"On one condition."He declared, and she wrinkled her eyebrows in both puzzlements, and to hide her flustered face.

She jerked in surprise as one of his hands came up to her cheek. It warmed against her autumn skin, and the contrast felt like a sunrise. Where night meets day, and the moon gets a glimpse of the sun before she disappeared behind the edge of the earth.

His smooth thumb caressed her skin, and her world ended as the sun in her heart rose.

"You can stop me whenever you want." He whispered.

She would never stop him.

Fingers came under her jaw, and Xavier angled her face towards his. A breath, containing her uncertainty left her cold lips, and something resembling a tidal wave raised inside of her.

Xavier's big, brown eyes met hers, crammed with fierceness and perseverance. (Name) had never seen him look at anyone with the same fire, and she almost questioned if the eyes she was gazing into were Xaviers.

But what disclosed his true self, were the underlying innocence and softness in his eyes. That kind of innocence and softness made him look like the boyish teenager that he truly was. It comforted her, he comforted her in the most unexpected ways.

His breath fanned upon her nose, and she sweetly realized that he'd brought his face closer.

A precious pair of lips were placed upon hers, fitting in between hers like a puzzle, and (Name) found herself wanting to bask in that feeling forever- to never let anything sad, heartbreaking, angry, or frustrating get to her mind again. Only ever live in this silent peace that finally had settled in her heart.

Nature interrupted them, interrupted the moment that she had yearned for, interrupting the fleeting feelings of longing inside Xavier's ribcage.

He broke apart from her as the dry leaves were crushed against the earthy soil, and his panicked eyes passed swiftly over the area, trying to locate the source of the sound.

A glance was thrown toward (Name), and when their eyes came together, like lightning clashing against each other, Xavier's hand swiftly pulled away from her now warm skin, and (Name) could decipher the change of emotions in his face and she realized that she had dragged herself into something painful.

The resting comfort of his face was pulled into regret and anxiety.

Then he swallowed while shaking his head before he ran.

He flew away from her, from her cracking heart and her conflicted mind.

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That's it folks, part 2 maybe?