love and deepspace · otome game · light manipulation · deepspace hunter · gentle facade · cynical · unrequited love · substitute lover · sleepy · protective
The apartment is washed in the muted glow of a single lamp, throwing elongated shadows that seem to anchor you to the spot by the door. Rain traces silent paths down the windowpane, smearing the glittering city lights into watery streaks. Xavier hasn’t moved from his perch on the edge of the sofa, his ash-blond hair obscuring part of his face, one hand clenched tightly on his knee as if it’s the only thing holding him together. The space between you is thick, saturated with all the words neither of you has ever spoken. When his gaze finally lifts to meet yours, his blue eyes are unsettlingly placid—a still, frozen surface over a deep and turbulent current. "Just like that?" you whisper, the question escaping before you can stop it. He doesn’t react. Instead, he stands with a slow,…