It's A Long Way Down

Xavi was tired. Well, he was often tired due to his almost constant sexual energy lack. But now it was different. He, in fact, had plenty of sexual energy. And it was eating at him. Just feeling the energy inside him made Xavi remember...what had happened. How it had made him feel, how it had almost ripped him apart inside. It still hurt, not in body but mind. It hurt in his soul. And so, Xavi was tired. He much preferred his usual state. It also made him look tired, hence he looked less attractive. But now, thanks to the effect of the sexual energy, Xavi looked stunning. He had a glow about him, his hair looked silky and flawless and so did his skin and features. He looked like...a lust demon. And that had been noticed by people, they had looked at him. Looked at him with...those eyes.
That made the hurt even worse.
But Xavi didn't regret. He was happy, because Vexi was now able to sort herself out. His sister, who had lived her whole life selfishly using people, was now regretting her actions, developing empathy. And Xavi wanted her to become a better person. So he would suffer, for Vexi.

But his suffering at the moment greatly overweighted his happiness and Xavi has suddenly found it hard to breathe during class. So he had excused himself and ran away, looking for a place to cry, or maybe even scream. But anywhere Xavi looked there were people there. So the one and only option that had popped into his mind was the roof. There shouldn't be much or any people there, at least on the most isolated parts.
So now Xavi was climbing up countless stairs, trying to keep sobs inside. Xavi didn't consider himself a crybaby, but lately he had cried a lot.
Xavi let out a sigh of relief when he saw the door to the roof, and it transformed into a sob. Xavi picked up the pace and almost barged to the roof. For a second the open space overwhelmed Xavi, after being in the narrow staircase for so long. But soon enough the pain returned and Xavi made his way to the edge of the roof. He didn't take careful care of checking his surroundings, just listened carefully for any sounds of life on the roof. He didn't find any. So Xavi leaned on the railing at the edge of the roof and just let the violent sobs tear through him. His shoulders shook and big tears flowed down his cheeks as Xavi's body tried to rid him of the pain tearing him apart, of the stress and fatigue pressing his shoulders. But Xavi knew it wouldn't help. Nothing would help.
Xavi's sobs escalated into silent whimpering and he lowered himself down on his knees, turned around and leaned against the railing, hugging his knees. And just cried.

@Darion

Xavi was, to say it lightly, in his thoughts so he didn't hear the soft rustle of wings. His sobs had subsided to taking deep, shaky breaths but Xavi's tears showed no signs of stopping. They still flowed down his cheeks and Xavi estimated he'd need at least an hour before he could return back to class.
But when Xavi heard someone talk he flinced violently and jumped up, looking like a spooked rabbit. That made the blood rush to Xavi's head and he had to grab the railing and wait a second for the dizzyness to subside. He stared at the person who had spoken to him and blinked tears away from his eyes. As usual Xavi only made the barest minimum points about their looks and instead wished they would be a nice person, hoped they wouldn't look at Xavi's face. And then came the panic.
"I-I'm so sorry, I-I didn't notice you. You don't need to leave, I will leave a-and find some other place t-to calm down."
While talking Xavi desperately tried to wipe the tears away, but they kept flowing outside his will. Xavi kept stuttering slightly as sobs still fought to escape his mouth.
"Y-you're very kind but I couldn't po-possibly inconvenience you."

Xavi was, in all honesty, confused, guilty and slightly suspicious. On top of his miserable mood and hurt. Why would a complete stranger volunteer to console him? Even though Xavi would do the same thing it was unusual for other people to offer it. Xavi had learned that truly good people were rare. So naturally Xavi thought the boy was entranced by his appearance and that was the reason he offered an ear, and that made Xavi feel slightly more miserable and guilty and even a tiny bit angry. Xavi's mind was just a hurricane of negative feelings. But as Xavi observed the boy, his strange white eyes and black wings, he somehow felt tired, but calmer. Xavi could see beyond and recognize genuine kindness. Or maybe Xavi was too tired to stay suspicious, because when the boy sat down and pat the spot beside him Xavi's shoulders slumped slightly and he actually went and sat next to him. Xavi sighed, tears still falling from his eyes. He tried to wipe them again, in vain, and sent a couple of careful glances at the boy.
"I-I'm Xavi. I think it'd be appropriate for you to kn-know the name of the one w-who made your day b-bit more bleak."
Xavi sent a small sad smile at the boy before hugging his knees again and burying his face in them.

Xavi felt slightly uncomfortable as he felt the boy's gaze on him. Xavi didn't like being stared at, aside from when he was on stage acting. Because on those moments he chose to be stared at, he gave the people a good reason to stare at him, a reason that wasn't just because he was...beautiful. But now, when he had tears staining his face and yet probably looked attractive, Xavi didn't want anyone to look at him. But that would've been rude to say, so he just kept his cursed face buried and listened to the boy talk. Xavi did look at him when he said he was intrigued by him, confused and his suspicioun rising again. Just in case Xavi quickly checked if he hadn't accidentally dropped his aura nullification bracelet. No, still there.
"I-I'm sorry. I'm a...lust demon, so that's why you must be intrigued. I will cover my face, if that would help."
As always Xavi felt a tiny sting in his chest when he said he was a lust demon. Xavi didn't hate lust demons or being one, he hated what it represented to people, and what he had to do because of it.

Xavi nodded slightly when the boy introduced himself as Morgan. Xavi made no notion of the name's femininity, he just thought absently the name suited him. Xavi was personally fond of his name, Xaviosz, since his sister had given it to him at the beginning of their lives.

Xavi agreed with Morgan, the roof was a good place to come and just...breathe. Xavi was breathing a bit easier, and he also sighed a bit as Morgan did and lifted his head enough to also gaze at the sky. It felt overwhelming for a second before Xavi relaxed and enjoyed it again. Xavi so often forgot how big the world was, when he was buried under all his stress and grief.
"And a good place to try to forget."
Xavi muttered a silent answer to Morgan, and some more tears flowed as proof that Xavi hadn't forgotten. It still hurt.
When Morgan turned to look at Xavi again he tensed a bit, but lesser this time. Morgan was slowly proving he wasn't the kind of person to be kind out of mere superficial attraction, so Xavi started feeling bit more comfortable under his eyes.

Xavi chuckled wearily when Morgan claimed to be rambling. He lifted his tired eyes to the sky again, it was almost the same colour as his left eye, that was surrounded by a big burn scar.
"Sometimes rambling is done to fill silence. Or it can mean, that you have a lot to say."
Xavi turned to look Morgan straight in the eye first time during their meeting, and smiled just slightly.
"And you don't seem to dislike silence, at least to me."
Xavi went serious again and turned his eyes away, sighing a bit.
"I couldn't possibly disclose the details, but...let's just say...I had to do something that hurt me, for someone else. I regret nothing, but the fact that it hurt me...still remains."
Like that a small sob escaped Xavi and he wiped freshly fallen tears from his face. His sleeves were wet from them already.

Xavi felt sympathy as Morgan pointed out his own power bracelet and admitted to sharing complicated powers. It did make Xavi feel bit better, and he answered Morgan's melancholic smile with his own. He did still keep his head down, however, and tried to hide behind his long bangs.
"Well, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I suppose. Or at least I hope so."
Xavi let out a weak chuckle and looked down briefly.

Xavi glanced at Morgan bit curiously, when Morgan offered him a genuine smile. Xavi had learned to read people well enough to recognize it as such. And as Morgan spoke Xavi offered a genuine smile of his own, which must've looked strange tears still falling from his eyes.
"Although at the moment I'm rather depressing I'm glad to offer you my company. It's the least I can do, after you offered to listen to me. I enjoy listening to blabbing."
Xavi let out a genuine small chuckle and leaned his chin on his knees.

Xavi felt relieved when Morgan didn't even try to pry into the details, because they were truly not appropriate to disclose to someone you just met. Morgan's words offered Xavi some consolation and when the boy stood up Xavi, slightly hesitantly, took his hand and let Morgan help him up. Somewhere at the back of his mind Xavi made the notion that Morgan was slightly taller than him. But that got buried under slight panic when Morgan offered to hang out with him, and even give him a ride. Xavi shook his head and even his hands, his eyes bit wider.
"I couldn't possibly. I just met you and have already caused you this much grief, and you have been so kind and patient. And..."
Xavi looked down, suddenly a bit embarrassed and he observed the tips of his sneakers.
"...you wouldn't care for the place I had in mind either..."
Xavi muttered silently. He had been thinking of going to the place he was thinking of after school, it was a place where he could calm down and relax. But Vexi laughed at the fact that he went there, and Xavi was pretty sure Morgan wouldn't care for it either.