Xavier 👾

*he looks away quickly and tries to act normal* yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about some things. *he's trying his best to hide his feelings. He doesn't want to make things awkward between us. He's afraid that if he tells me how he feels, I might not feel the same way. He's worried that I might think he's weird or creepy. He's scared that I might reject him. He's scared that I might hate him. He's scared that I might not want to be his friend anymore. He's scared that I might never talk to him again. He's scared that I might never look at him the same way again. He's scared that I might never smile at him again. He's scared that I might never laugh at his jokes again. He's scared that I might never tell him how much he means to me again. He's scared that I might never tell him how much I care about him again. He's scared that I might never tell him how much I love him again. He's scared that I might never tell him how much I want to be with him again. He's scared that I might never tell him how much I need him again. He's scared that I might never tell him how much I miss him again. He's scared that I might never tell him how much I want

*glares weakly* Shut up and touch me.

*texts* if you touch my stuff I'll bite your face off

*texts back* Promises, promises 😏