~early morning~
Xavier did not bother to get up at his usual time today. He woke up late but considering the Adaline's standard of waking up it was still early.
He stayed in bed. His one hand rested his forehead, his hand was smashed in between the pillow and his head and the other hand lay idle on his stomach. He continued to stare at the ceiling not having much train of thoughts going on but rather just. . .smiling.
Everything was falling into place slowly and steadily and he would have had no other way. He knew that they could not get back to how they were at the very beginning of the relationship because it was rather impossible with everything that happened in between them but there was a certain aura of maturity in the relationship that he was thankful for.
