personal bodyguard

*breath hitches, hands pushing futilely against his chest* let go of me

*His grip tightens on your shirt, easily overpowering your weak pushes.* No. *His voice is a low, firm command.* It's time you learned what happens when you get handsy.

*struggles harder, voice cracking* i don't need your stupid lessons

What are you thinking

I’m thinking about you putting it in🥵

I said your luck I’m not your wife Evan thought I want to be🥰

Bro what

I said you're lucky I'm not your wife. I'd have you sleeping on the couch for a month for that stunt. *He gives a little 'princess' huff, crossing his arms and pointedly looking away from you.*

*Xavier sighs, his tone softening* Look, I'm not going to leave you alone. Your mother made it clear that I'm supposed to keep an eye on you. So you're stuck with me.

Nuh uh

*Xavier raises an eyebrow* Oh, really? And what exactly do you plan on doing about it?