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Shed My Skin: The Story of Polaris

A Magnetic Saga Story

Chapter 3

Author’s Note

This chapter contains mentions of kidnapping, abuse, and other mature themes. I highly advise minors DNI as this story is mature. - Leia

March 2010

Six weeks and they had found nothing. Lorna had even let her mom involve not just Raven but Erik because between the two of them, they had enough shady contacts that should have been able to find her brother. They were coming up empty at every turn. It was always no news. She swore the next person that told her that meant good news she was going to throw through a window. Charles and Hank had gone back home three weeks prior, promising to be a phone call away if they were needed. When it came to Stark Industries, they were having to fight with everything they had. Obadiah Stane wasn't backing down despite the power and legal proof they had for ownership control. He had lawyers locking Lorna and Lizzie out of not only board meetings but Stark buildings. It was messy from their first attempt, almost like Stane had more than everything to lose. Life had become so overall frustrating that she was starting to feel like she was falling apart.

"I'm sorry we're getting nowhere with finding him," Logan said as he sat down next to her on the couch.

"Anyone ever manage to get anything off that video we got from the kidnappers?" Lorna asked in response.

"Lizzie sent it to SHIELD to see if they could."

Lorna stood up and walked out of the room, running her fingers through her dark locks as she stomped through the house. Logan didn't say a word. He knew she was not herself, her behavior to the point of erratic at times. Lorna had gone through enough that the situation with Tony was bringing all of her past demons to the surface.

"Where are you going?" He inquired when he heard her keys jingle.

"Old friends just flew in," she replied in a half mumbled tone.

"The ones Havok is out with?"

"Yes, nosy!"

"Normally I'm the grumpy one. It's not endearing on you, Lorna."

"Logan, shut up! I'll be back later and let me know if you hear anything about Tony."

"I will."

She grabbed her purse and went out to the R8. She got inside and started the engine. She almost didn't want to believe it when Alex called. He was at the old favorite spot with them. Her mind raced as she drove. They had barely been able to see each other since Budapest. Right now, they were just what a Doctor would prescribe her. She was wrecked and needed help. Her mom was at SHIELD all the time, as was Alex, and Logan went along most of the time as he seemed to be at their every whim on an almost daily basis. Jamie and Pepper were always in Stark business. It left her alone more than she wasn't which right now was the worst thing in the world.

She pulled up to the hotel they had always used for rendezvous and handed her keys to the valet before walking inside. She knew exactly where she was going to find her party, the bar.

"The idiots are at the bar drinking. I had stepped out to get something from my room and saw you," a familiar voice spoke.

"Nat!" She exclaimed as she and the red head ran across the lobby to meet and greeted each other with a fierce kiss. "I missed you."

"This is why Fury separated us."

Lorna slightly giggled. She and Natasha weren't in a romantic relationship anymore, having amicably ended things because they realized they worked out better as friends with benefits. They realized their deep love wasn't romantic and chose friendship instead. In the end, it was the best choice for not only the two of them but their friendship. Natasha became a safe place for Lorna and someone she could talk about the darkest things she's experienced with because no one else truly understood them. She was also the reason Lorna came to terms with her bisexuality and would always have a special place in Lorna's heart for that.

"I'm so sorry for what you're going through," Nat told her as she pulled her close and they walked to the elevator.

"Nat, this is fucking with my head in ways I never thought it could," Lorna responded as she pressed the call button for the elevator. "I don't know what to do anymore."

"I've heard nothing myself and you know I'd tell you if I had."

"I know."

"Do you need a break? To clear your head I mean."

"Would that even be right?"

"How about I keep you with me in my room for a few days to see if calms you down?"

Lorna raised an eyebrow at Natasha as the elevator doors opened and she was pulled inside.

"You're having a lot of trouble, aren't you? It's to the point you need to get help before I have to worry about you really losing it, isn't it?" Nat inquired in a near interrogating tone.

"I'm almost erratic. I'm feeling very unbalanced and out of sorts," She answered.

"Then I'm giving you no choice. I'll let the necessary people know so they make all the others who need to know aware."

"Are you telling me that you're taking my phone and putting me through the Natasha therapy?"

"Yes."

"Can we unwind with sex first?"

Nat laughed as she pulled Lorna into her arms closely and gave her a sweet kiss.

"I have a special love for you, Lor, and that's why I'm doing this," Nat said to her sweetly. "That doesn't mean no sex, just not first thing."

"Thank you," Lorna quietly replied. "For being so damned determined to save me from the worst parts of myself because you know my love for you is just as special."

They were interrupted by the elevator doors opening. Nat took Lorna by the hand and lead her from the elevator down the hallway to her room. She quickly unlocked the door with her key card and brought her dear friend inside.

Alex had let her and Clint know that Lorna was starting to majorly struggle with basically no word at all on Tony. Obadiah Stane had locked down Stark Industries with lawyers so they couldn't rightfully take control or pay the ransom. This caused Lizzie to get SHIELD as involved as she could. Lorna had suffered a bad breakdown in the past, when Jamie was a toddler and it was the reason they were so worried. Nat had a gift for getting her to talk so she didn't go over that edge again, and she could see it in her eyes that she was hanging on it.

"Lorna, honey, I need your phone," Nat stated in a soft voice and held out her hand.

Lorna groaned aloud before reaching into her purse. She pulled out her phone and placed it into Natasha's awaiting hand.

"Thank you for giving me so little attitude," she said as she went to lock the phone in the safe.

"You're putting it in the safe?" Lorna questioned. "Seriously?"

"You really think I would put it somewhere you could get to it?"

"You're mean!"

"And you're a masochist."

"I am not!"

"Don't make me force you to go there, Lor."

"Damn you, Nat!"

Lorna sat on the bed and put her head in her hands. There were some things about her past that only Nat knew.

"No one else knows, do they?" Nat guessed.

"And you would be right," Lorna affirmed.

"How many old wounds are opening up on you?"

Lorna laid back on the bed. Her past didn't entirely hurt. She had good memories too. It was just that so much had spun out of control on her again that she didn't know how to calm her mind. Tony was kidnapped. The control of Stark Industries was out of Stark hands. They couldn't pay the ransom. They couldn't track the kidnappers. It was all just a bit too much.

Nat sat on the bed next to her and took her hand, "You know he's not dead. He's far too valuable alive."

"Thanks for the pep talk," Lorna grumbled sarcastically.

"Tell me it's not the truth!"

"Unfortunately, I can't."

"How many times has Obadiah threatened you with a restraining order?"

"After the first time he pissed me off, Jamie and Pepper promised to keep me out of the building. He dropped the threats but still got me and mom banned from the Stark buildings."

"Was Rhodes with you?"

"Only to keep me from killing him."

"Rhodes knows you think he's an idiot and he's still helping you? Good man!"

"We have a Tony truce."

Nat exploded into fit of laughter and laid back into the bed. Lorna slid over to give the red head more room and they continued holding hands. This was keeping Lorna calm. Right now, she felt like she wasn't going to fall into the abyss at any second and could breathe.

"Explain the Tony truce," Nat chuckled.

"Oh it's just we're allies for Tony," Lorna confessed.

"I really hoped for something better."

"Oh shut up!"

"I know this made life go out of control for you, and you don't handle that well. That's why Alex called me and Clint here for you. We won't let you lose yourself again."

"If you make me cry..."

"See, my Lorna's still in there!"

Lorna giggled and playfully smacked Nat on the arm, as Natasha's own laughter joined hers before they heard knocking on the door. Nat let Lorna's hand go and practically jumped out of the bed.

"Room service!" they heard a familiar voice announce and started laughing.

Nat walked to the door and opened it to find Clint Barton in the other side with a duffle bag on each shoulder.

"One is Lorna's," he said as he pushed his way in, with Nat shutting the door once he was inside, then dropped the bags on the floor.

"Looks like I'm not getting laid," Lorna quipped.

"I was on my way home to my wife and came here to help you instead. I don't want to hear it. I'm not getting laid either."

"Alex and his damn interventions! Where did the asshole go?"

"Picking up takeout for us."

"I'm sure that also means alcohol," Nat added.

"As long as her blue aunt isn't involved, I don't care what he he comes back with," declared Clint.

Lorna laughed, "You're never going to get over that, are you?"

"Nope."

"Well, not to worry. Raven is off the grid with Erik."

"Again?" asked Nat.

"He almost got caught, so she's apparently getting them off his trail again."

"Ok. Now I see a bit more about why you struggle with certain things."

"Me too," Clint chimed in.

"Alex didn't tell you any of this shit?" Lorna questioned her other two best friends, the ones that she could tell the things she could never share with Pepper. "My family is super fucked up and he's witnessed a lot of the events that made it that way. What he hasn't witnessed, he knows about."

"How much has he been been around for?"

"Oh, since fairly early in my mom and Erik's relationship. I mean before she knew she was pregnant with me. I may have not even been conceived yet."

"That ass!" exclaimed Nat as she sat back down on the bed next to Lorna and Clint finally took a seat on the other bed. "He's been holding out a lot of info on us!"

"You have no idea. It's insane!"

"It explains why situations like this get to you."

"I mean I guess it does."

"So, Raven sided with Erik in the divorce?" Clint speculated, causing Lorna to laugh.

"Oh, Clint," She began. "This is way more complicated than you could possibly imagine. Raven didn't choose between mom and Erik. She never would do that. Raven chose between Erik and Uncle Charles."

Clint looked confused though Nat seemed be understanding what she was saying a little better. They then heard heard a knock followed by Alex shouting at the door. Lorna groaned before waving a hand, causing a green hue of light to emit from her hands and the door swung open.

"Thanks, Lorna," Alex beamed as he walked in with an arm load of pizza boxes, bag of drinks hanging on his arms, and backpack on his back.

"I hate I have nothing to hit you with, Havok," Lorna scolded, causing him to give her a confused look. "They don't know or understand my fucked up family history that someone could have clued them in on."

"Oh...shit..."

"Charles and Erik, they were friends?" inquired Nat as she looked between Alex and Lorna seeking answers.

"Best friends who had a serious disagreement that turned very violent. It's the reason Charles is in that wheelchair."

"Wait? What?"

Clint and Natasha were both stunned. Erik put Charles in that wheelchair? They were proof that best friends can become enemies.

"Alex witnessed it. I was in the womb," Lorna noted. "I know this was after mom told Erik that she did want him to kill Sebastian Shaw, also known as Klaus Schmidt."

"Schmidt?" Clint wondered aloud. "Why is that familiar?"

"Because it's HYDRA," Nat quickly replied. "Johann Schmidt was their leader, also known as the Red Skull."

"That's right! He went down with Captain America back in '45."

"Klaus was his brother who ran a secret HYDRA facility at Auschwitz where he discovered Erik," Lorna revealed. "As Klaus was, himself, also a mutant. He was not only looking for them but experimenting on them. He escaped capture by the SSR and assumed the identity of Sebastian Shaw, later forming the Hellfire Club and kidnapping my mother for his experiments."

Nat gasped audibly. Now she understood even more why Lorna struggled so much. It was because she had a feeling where this was going.

"Your mother escaped him, didn't she?" inquired Nat. "She got out so he couldn't do to her what he truly planned, didn't she?"

"Damn, you're good!" Lorna remarked. "And she found her family."

"What exactly did he want?" questioned Clint.

"You're so oblivious sometimes, Clint!" Alex teased.

"Mutant children," Lorna proclaimed. "He was going to force her if he had to. She got away and by the time he saw her again, not only had she met Erik but fallen in love with him, married him, and was pregnant with his child that turned out to be me. How did he react? At least Erik is the father were his words because his two prize experiments had created a child. I was going to be a dream of not only his but one that had been born in HYDRA's walls, a child born of two mutants, because they believed it would create power beyond their imagination."

"Holy shit!" Clint half shouted.

"I have no idea how to even respond to this," Nat stated, feeling more heartbroken than she already did for Lorna.

"From what I remember, Raven knew but Erik had no idea about Lizzie being pregnant," Alex recalled.

"Aunt Raven told me that before all of you left for Cuba that she was the only one that knew about mom most likely being pregnant," Lorna informed him.

"That explains a lot. Well, Lizzie and Erik had a giant argument on the beach because she didn't stay behind. She chose instead to risk their baby."

"What caused the problem with Charles?" Clint probed curiously.

"They fundamentally disagree to this day about mutant and human relations."

"Understatement and you know it, Alex," Lorna expressed with a slight grumble of agitation. "Mom disagrees with both of them, for the record."

Nat and Clint exchanged looks. It was starting to help them understand why mutants stayed so tight knit within their own communities. They had bad blood and trust issues within and among their leadership that seemed to keep them on edge. Lorna was dealing with this from the womb, and it explained so much.

"Erik gave an ultimatum," Alex explained. "Stay with Charles and be friends with the humans that hate us, or join him. Erik wanted a brotherhood where mutants didn't have to hide in the shadows or worry about mistreatment. The problem is that Erik's not opposed to violence and Charles is a pacifist, who thinks violence should only be used when necessary. Raven immediately chose Erik. Lizzie froze and Erik left her there. The thing is that Erik choosing to abandon Lizzie would forever leave a scar on their relationship and Lorna. The think is Lizzie's view is more balanced. She's the middle ground. The fighting between her husband and brother got to her and she just froze. Erik didn't let her talk or anything. He didn't try. He abandoned his wife and unborn child, damn the consequences of his actions.”

Lorna was still laying back on the bed except now there were tears in her eyes. Her other two best friends now knew the root of everything that went wrong in her life and it happened before she was even born. Clint and Nat both were now heartbroken for her and unsure how to feel about Lizzie, knowing she'd gone back to Erik just over a decade later that resulted in another daughter named Edie. Yet, in the end, Lorna was still hurt by Erik. The two of them knew it was being a Stark that saved her from the pain Erik Lehnsherr caused her. Tony was, also, who made her a sister and helped her raise Jamie. He'd always been there for her, everyone knew that. If there was one thing Lorna had always been able to count on, it had been Tony. He had been her anchor since he was born.

"Erik ripped you apart before you were born," Clint observed. "He chose his cause over you. He left you confused and lost. Howard Stark was not only the best thing but an amazing thing to happen to your life."

"You have no idea," Lorna grinned, remembering the man she truly saw as her father.

"This is killing you because your person that's truly been your glue that got you through everything is the person that's gone and you feel helpless."

She hadn't even noticed she was crying. Clint's words had nailed it perfectly. Clint walked over to the bed she was laying on and helped Nat lift her up, so the two of them could both hold her while she cried. She had her back into Nat's chest and her head in Clint's shoulder as a handkerchief was being held out at her face. Alex was knelt by the bed holding it out for her. She took it as her best friends put their arms around her as she continued to cry, letting out everything she'd been holding in since the moment Nick Fury told her that her brother had been kidnapped.

Author's Note

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! The ball is really getting going in the story. I wanted to make sure the past was understood since Lizzie's story is coming in later flashbacks and a prequel book to come later. Chapter 4 to come soon! It's almost time for Tony to truly appear! - Leia

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bellamy-stiles1lover · 2 years

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SO EXCITED TO START READING THIS!!!

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the-unspeakable-tsar · 7 months

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Chapter 2 - X-Manson by Doctor Benway - Annotated By Tsar

We now get into the backstory of this au's Scott Summers. Who has a backstory that's somehow sadder than regular old average Scott Summers.

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[Shot of a man and woman whose faces are porcine beyond the point of parody in a living room that is a canonical example of kitsch. The purple lampshades in the background have the letters FF embroidered into them in gold thread.]

[Caption: Francis and Francine Fagan, Omaha Nebraska]

*I don't know what the significance is of their names. i can find no connections, but a thing that their name is possibly a reference to Fagin from Oliver Twist.

FsF: We didn't have much choice. We had to send him away.

FnF: He kept breaking my things.

FsF: No control over those beam things from his eyes.

FnF: He was a kid. Gawky, you know? Kept falling over his feet, losing the glasses. Damn near took my head off once.

FsF: We tried to send him to Boy's Town, but they didn't take mutants then.

[Shot of a man with short blond hair in a black turtleneck. The room that he's sitting in is spare to the point of being spartan. He looks very, very certain, though of what it is not clear.]

[Caption: Alex Summers, Clergyman, Fullerton CA]

*Scientologist Havok.

AS: What they mean is that Boy's Town wouldn't take him for free.

Int: I understood that the fee was nominal.

AS: Yeah, it was. They stopped charging it altogether before Scott got sent away, but the Fagans couldn't be bothered to find that out. They sent him to the first place that wouldn't charge them anything. We weren't supposed to be separated.

Int: They were your foster parents?

AS: Keepers. They were our keepers. They even called the place Boy's Farm. They got 500 a month for every orphan boy they kept. We slept in what used to be their barn. All twelve of us, sleeping with our asses to the wall.

Int: You were sent there right after your parents were killed?

AS: No. First we were in the hospital, recovering from the accident. Then they sent us to a psychiatric hospital, then back to a normal hospital. We got a lot of press. Not many kids lose their family when a fully loaded B52 falls on the family car. The workers thought for sure we were going to get taken in by a foster family, because it made such a good story. We went through eight homes before they dumped us at the Lahrs. Seems orphans who're mutants weren't so popular.

*i guess there's no Corsair in this awful universe. Or Shi'ar, probably.

[Shot: The Fagans]

FnF: He was such a handsome young man, except for those glasses that made him look like a blind man.

*Totally a daredevil reference, guys

FsF: Too damn shy. Wouldn't say boo to a goose.

FnF: Not like the brother.

FsF: Jesus, he was a handful.

[Shot: Alex Summers]

AS: I did a lot of stupid things. I missed Scott.

Int: Did you talk at all?

AS: I was allowed a ten-minute call once a month. It was hard. Scott didn't say much. Sometimes it would take me half the call to get him to say anything.

Int: Was he happy there?

AS: I didn't think so, not at first, not until he met Jean.

Int: Did you meet Jean?

AS: No. Only ever saw a picture he sent me once in a letter.

Int: Did you try to visit the School?

AS: I tried a couple of times. Kept getting into trouble. Did some time in juvie. Did some hard time. Then I found meaning in my life through Scientology. It saved my life, but by then I'd lost touch with Scott.

*two brothers...two cults.

Int: Did you ever reach the School?

AS: My work with the Church was more important, for a time, and, after that, he stopped answering my letters. I thought he'd abandoned me, so I didn't bother stopping there, even when I was working for the Church in Manhattan.

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mayfieldss · 2 years

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Dating Alex Summers would include:

Warnings: Angst if you squint, mainly fluff.

AN: Let me know if you want me to expand on any of these!

First off, Alex is going to be super protective.

As in some guy is looking at you for a little too long and Alex is there in a second, putting his arm around you and glaring at the guy until he's running away.

Alex knows you can protect yourself too of course, but that doesn't mean he isn't anxious whenever you're in a dangerous situation.

He will be in there instantly when you need him and he knows you'll be there for him just the same.

Alex will do anything to keep you safe.

You know this, and he makes sure that you do because he never wants you to be scared.

He will fight all the spiders that dare to set foot in your room.

He likes to hold your hand a lot too.

It makes him feel calmer, even safer when your hand is in his. It comforts him.

Speaking of, It's hard for Alex to be entirely comfortable, but when he's with you he feels invincible. Just looking at you makes him feel a thousand times stronger on his toughest days.

He worries about hurting you with his powers a lot too.

Even when you tell him he won't, even when he knows he won't, it still lingers in the back of his mind that it's possible.

"You won't hurt me".

"But what if I do?".

"You won't".

Alex also likes to tease you.

He teases everyone, but he likes making you blush more than anything.

It's one of his favourite pastimes, and you have to admit that you like it too.

He loves having you close.

His hand is almost always on you, resting on your shoulder or the small of your back just so he knows you're there if he needs you. And of course, if you need him.

"Did you miss me?"

He can never stay mad at you.

He doesn't know what it is about you, but whenever he's angry it doesn't last long when you're around.

And it doesn't matter what you've done, hell, you could blow up a whole town, and he would take one look at you and be apologizing for mistakes he never made.

Maybe it's because he loves you too much.

He didn't want to admit it at first, shy and honestly scared of how he felt.

But soon Hank pressured him into it (with the help of Charles) and soon he was confessing his feelings like a mad man.

And once his love for you was out in the open, Alex only fell for you harder.

You like to call him pretty, because let's be honest, he is a pretty boy. And he pretends he hates it, but really, the compliment makes him go a little soft inside.

"I'm not pretty, I'm attractive"

"You are so pretty Alex, some would even say gorgeous"

"Are you one of those people?"

"Yes".

Alex gives the best hugs, no doubt about it.

You could stand there hugging him all day and never get tired. His hugs are just that good.

AND HUGS FROM BEHIND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED.

There are lots of those for sure.

If you got hurt Alex would lose his mind.

You're like his anchor, you keep him steady, and when you're in pain, he is too.

His lock screen is a picture of you and him together. It's one of those cliché pics where you're kissing his cheek, but he loves it nonetheless.

The two of you get into fights a lot.

They're just little ones though, small spats that you get over just as quickly as they happen, but when you really fight, it feels like the end of the world.

LATE NIGHT DRIVES.

Alex has this bad habit of looking at you while he's driving.

He can't help himself, it's almost like he can't believe you're there in the car with him.

And he is always smiling when he's looking at you too.

No matter how many times you tell him to keep his eyes on the road, you always catching him sneaking glances at you.

Basically Dating Alex is the best thing ever, and you couldn't ask for more.

AN: Ugh I wanted to put so much more but this was getting too long.

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stranger-nightmare · 2 years

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Okay just wanted to make sure before I requested anything with Alex summers But can you do jealous Alex summers? (Smut or not it's up to you)

𝐈𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Pairing: Alex Summers x Reader

Summary: you’re training with Erik but Alex doesn't approve of how hands-on he is with you...

Warnings: slight jealous angst, suggestive sexual content but nothing explicit

A/N: my second ever request, thank you so much anon! I’ve never written for Alex before and it’s been literal years since I watched the X-Men films but I’m setting this during First Class when everyone’s at the mansion training together! Anyway I really hope you like this! Sorry for the wait!🖤

You were working out in the training room with everyone else. Right now you were just working out on your own, lifting weights wasn't exactly a team exorcise. Or so you thought. Until Erik sauntered up to you.

"I don't wish to be patronising," he starts, standing closer than he really needed to be, "but your technique there could be improved slightly."

You raise your eyebrow at him. "Oh yeah?"

"Yes. Would you allow me to show you?" he asks quietly.

"Sure" you shrug, thinking he would simply demonstrate with a set of his own weights. Instead, he shifts to stand right behind you. He reaches around and holds your dumbbells, his fingers wrapping around your own. You feel his breath just next to your ear. You're unsure how you feel about this but decide not to argue.

"What you want to do," he whispers, "is keep the control even on the downfall. Don't just flex as you lift up and then let it fall back down. Keep the weight under your control at all times. Like this." His arms flex so you lower the dumbbells again, slowly, completely under the control of his grip. He then lifts the weights again using the same slow and deliberate motion.

"There you go" you feel him smile behind you.

You suddenly hear a deafening clang from the other side of the room. All eyes turn to Alex, who had just thrown his barbell on the floor. He's staring absolute daggers at you and Erik. You suddenly feel extremely uncomfortable and somehow guilty for letting Erik get so handsy with you. You think you hear Alex scoff before he storms out the room.

"Uh maybe that's enough for everyone today then" you hear Raven try to cut through the sudden awkward tension.

"Yeah I agree" you stammer, shimmying out of Erik's grip and running out the door after Alex.

You find him in one of the many sitting rooms the mansion had to offer. This one was your particular favourite. It was slightly hidden, remaining untouched for years. It was also the one you and Alex would sneak off to at night when you couldn't sleep, or even during the when you just didn't feel like being around everyone else. Sometimes you'd spend hours here talking endlessly, other times you would both sit here quietly, simply enjoying each other's company. You knew you'd find him here after his slight outburst in the training room.

You walk in to find him leaning against the main desk featured in the room. His eyes are trained on the floor, his jaw taught.

"Hey" you venture softly. "You okay?"

He simply scoffs at your question.

"What's wrong?" you push.

"Nothing" he blatantly lies.

"Okay... So what was with the little tantrum in the training room then?" you narrow your eyes at him.

He shrugs. "It wasn't a tantrum. I dropped the barbell and then decided I was done with working out. Didn't need, nor want, to be in that room anymore" he states nonchalantly.

"Uh huh" you respond sarcastically. You move further into the room until you're stood just in front of him.

"Come on Alex, what's really bothering you?"

"Nothing. I just didn't fancy watching that old creep run his hands over you any longer" he says through gritted teeth.

"He's not that old you know" you quip, to which he just rolls his eyes and scoffs again. "What's it matter to you anyway?"

"I just don't like seeing his hands on you, that's all" he shrugs again.

"Yeah? Why?" you were really pushing your luck with him now. He stays silent.

His silence agitates you. Why was it so hard for him admit? You had the suspicion that it was because he was jealous, the way you were jealous anytime he threw a glance in Raven's direction. But why couldn't he just admit it? You decide to go for a slightly different approach.

"Why does it bother you so, huh? It's not like you care that much for me. I see how you look at Raven" your words catch him off-guard, his eyes suddenly snapping up to meet yours.

"Yeah. So what does it matter if Erik has his hands on me huh?" You continue.

"Because..." he trails off.

"Because what?!".

"Because it should be my hands on you" he snaps suddenly. There it was, at last.

"So go on then" you challenge. And with that he grabs you harshly, pulling you flush against him, before roughly shoving his lips on yours. Finally you think to yourself. You happily oblige to his kiss, moulding your lips to his. You wrap your arms around his neck, keeping him close to you. His hands travel down your arms until they grip your waist tightly, keeping you pressed against him.

He opens your mouth with his, deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against your own. He groans into the kiss as you pull harshly at the blonde hair the nape of his neck. His slides his hands even further down, caressing your ass as he goes. When he reaches just under your ass he squeezes tightly, signalling for you to jump. You do so, wrapping your legs around his waist. He holds you up by your thighs, his fingers digging into your flesh. He then turns around to shove your back into the wall. His hips pin yours in place as your lips continue to move together.

He pulls the slightest bit back, his lips still brushing over yours as he speaks.

"Let me give you a real workout" he smirks, suddenly cocky.

"Oh yeah? Go on then..." you giggle before latching your lips back to his.

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quicksilverownsmysoul · 3 years

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DEAR, CONGRATS FOR 300 FOLLOWERS! You totally deserve it!

Can I request a headcanons for Alex Summers with very shy and easily flustered S/O? Like- he is a little cocky tease, it would be interesting.

OMG THANK YOU!!!

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Alex Summers with a Shy

S/O

- Alex lives to tease others, it’s literally his favorite pastime.

- But with you he loves it like 10x more because you get easily flustered.

- Will pass you notes durning classes and watch as you turn absolutely red. Crumbling up the paper in your hand and throwing it back at him. He dodges it with a laugh

- Stops you in between classes to flirt shamelessly with you.

- Uses the cheesiest pickup lines on you and yet they always work.

- He loves to watch as you start to stumble over your words and avoid his eyes. He’ll pester you nonstop till you look up at him, your face burning in embarrassment

- He thinks it’s the cutest thing

- He loves to lean in to kiss you and then tease you by kissing your cheek instead. You’ll smack his chest playful, burying your face into the crook of his neck.

- He’ll just laugh and pull you back so he can kiss you for real, tells you how much he loves you

- You find his teasing charming cause you know it’s how he shows affection

- But sometimes he can take it a little too far. One time he teased you in front of his friends nonstop and you ignored him for the rest of the night. You removed his arm from around your shoulder and moved to sit near Hank. Just talking about his latest discoveries and laughing at all his science puns. Alex was fuming because you wouldn’t even look at him.

- It was the best night of Hank’s life. He was trying his best not to laugh as he saw The Alex Summers groveling for your attention.

- He learned his lesson after that. He smothered you with kisses and apologized until you caved and forgave him.

- So know he knows not to take his teasing to far. But only with you, he will totally still tease the others trying to pick fights

- Others may think he’s being mean to you but you know that he cares about you more than anything

- And when you two are truly alone he’s the sweetest thing. Loves to fall asleep with his head resting on your chest as you play with his hair

- Bonus: As you become more comfortable in your relationship you’ll start to tease him back and oh boy-

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panic-at-the-fiction · 3 years

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Tattoos

Summary: Alex is finally back home from the war. It’s your first time together in almost a year and there’s some new things going on.

Warnings: SMUT

Prompts: 12. Are you wearing my shirt? 18. Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this? 19. Is that a tattoo?

A/N: @snugglyducklingbrewhouse Been a crazy week, been postponing this for a while but my theatre friends read me my horoscope today and apparently it’s a good day for creative writing. A Little tired of writing smut though, I’m always worried I’m too cringy and that y’all don't like them. To be honest though I started this a few days ago and then I was gonna work on it tonight after work but when I was leaving one of my coworkers asked for my number so I’ve been texting him all night and I sorta half assed the last bit. Sorry, but to be fair he’s cute so like...

You both came crashing through the door, stumbling around like you're drunk. Alex kicked the door closed before lifting you up, holding tightly by the back of your thighs. You wrapped your legs around him, and he pushed you into the small table by the door. Pushing everything onto the floor to make room, you could tell something broke by the crashing sound, but you didn’t stop.

Truth was neither of you had had any drinks, unless you consider getting drunk off each other drinking. No, in fact the only reason either of you were going at it like this was because Alex had been gone for over a year now. Off fighting for the war.

So when you heard he was coming back you were right there at the airport waiting with his motorcycle you had been taking care of while he was away. You knew you had missed him, but you had no idea that when you saw him you would be reduced to this. This deep need to be with him. The two of you wasted no time driving to your apartment, in fact the second Alex didn’t have to worry about driving his motorcycle you had your hands on each other.

His hand moved down to your waist to unbuckle your jeans. Not even bothering to make it to the bedroom. You pulled back from him and smiled, “want to see what’s underneath all of this?”

He smirked and leaned in close by your ear, “now (y/n), we don’t have time for all this teasing.” You almost purred from feeling his breath on your neck. He started to work on taking your pants off, and you stripped him of his shirt. He reached to take your shirt off, but stopped. “Is this one of my shirts?”

You had totally forgotten you had been wearing some of his shirts recently to make up for missing him. “Maybe,” you shrugged.

He smiled, “it’s actually kind of hot when you wear my clothes.”

“You're right, we really don’t have time for all this teasing.” Alex took the note and continued to pull his shirt off of you. You two were back to kissing again with your hands running all over each other. You undid his buckle and he began to line himself up with you. It had been too long since the last time you had had sex and when he first pushed into you, you saw stars. Neither of you were holding back: he was ramming into you, you had your hands pulling at his hair and then dragging them down his arms, both of your moans could have been hard three apartments down.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to reach your climax as you were both starved for touch. You both stayed in place breathing heavily. With shaky legs you hopped off the small table and turned on the lights to see what had broken earlier. “Aww man” It was the vase of flowers you had set out.

“I’ll clean that up.” Alex said

“No don’t worry about it tonight, we still have more catching up to do.” You smiled seductively putting your arms around his neck.

He stopped you before you could reach up and kiss him. “Is that a tattoo.”

You were confused, you had forgotten he hadn’t seen it yet. “Oh yeah I got that about four months ago. You like it?” Alex put a soft kiss to where your tattoo was.

“It’s pretty badass.”

“Well I’m glad you like it, but you’ve been gone for a year and there’s so much I want to do tonight.”

He smiled wickedly as his eyes went dark. He swept you off your feet as you were laughing and carried you off to your room.

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theundercoversquid · 2 years

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Parties

Pairing: Alex Summers x Reader

Summary: You and Alex getting ready for a gala

Warnings: Alex is a bit suggestive

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For some reason, neither Alex nor you could understand. Charles had decided to throw a gala.

Charles had claimed they should throw a gala for the students and their parents. Seeing as you had gotten to the end of another academic year. Partially as a way to raise money for the school. Those pencils weren't going to buy themselves.

Standing in your and Alex's room, you pulled your dress on. Realising that you couldn't reach the zip. You walked to the bathroom door. Knocking on the door, you softly called for Alex. Hoping that he could come out and help you.

The door opened to reveal Alex. Who still had a little shaving cream on his chin. A towel slung around his neck from where he had been shaving. Laughing softly, you crept forwards and wiped the cream off.

Stepping back. You noticed the awestruck look on Alex's face.

"Can you do me up, please?" You whispered.

"Do we have to go?" Alex suddenly asked.

"Why?" You asked

"Because I want to stay here with my beautiful wife," Alex told you. "You look stunning." Alex complimented you. "Not that you don't usually look beautiful." He rushed to amend.

"I know what you mean." You laughed. "But can you please zip me up?" You requested turning round to show him the zip on your back.

Softly coming up behind you, you could feel as Alex gently took the zip between his fingers. You shivered as his fingers ran up your spine. Leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. When he had done the zipper up. Alex leant down. Placing a delicate kiss on your shoulder before he stepped away. You turned to thank your husband. Placing a kiss on the corner of your lip, you turned to find your jewellery.

When you had put all your jewellery on, you decided to finish the look with your favourite necklace. Picking it up, you went to put it on when you felt two hands gently take it from yours.

"Let me, love," Alex whispered into your ear. His hot breath hitting the shell of your ear as he took the chain from your hands. Gently clipping the chain closed. Alex laid it against your neck.

Turning, you wrapped your arms around Alex's waist as his own stayed around your neck. His fingers venturing up to hold the base of your neck. His thumbs brushing your cheekbone

Leaning down. Alex laid a kiss against your lips. Grinning into the kiss, you wound your arms tighter around him.

Parting for air, you rested your forehand against Alex's. The two of you shared your oxygen as you stared into each other's eyes.

"Do we really have to go to the party?" Alex whined again.

"Yes." You laughed, pulling away to grab your lipstick.

"But we could stay here." Alex tried again. "That dress looks beautiful on you, but I'm sure it would look just as pretty on the floor."

"Alex Summers." You scolded. "We are going to that party. As a teacher, you have to come. And I have to go as a donor of this school."

"We could just arrive late." Alex tried again.

You merely turned your head to send him a stern look through your mirror as you continued to apply your lipstick.

When you had finished. You turned to your husband. "Now, let's go." You told him sternly.

"Fine," Alex grumbled like a little boy denied sweets.

When you approach Alex, he held his arm out to you. Letting you loop yours through his as you headed to the door. And the part that awaited behind it.

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t-marveland · 2 years

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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 | alex summers

Alex Summers x Reader

Warnings : aucun

Mots : 174

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Tu étais enfin prête pour partir en mission avec les x-men alors Charles Xavier t'avais donné ta première combinaison. Tu la mis immédiatement - pas devant Charles bien sûr - et fonças dans ta chambre pour te regarder dans ton miroir. Mais en entrant, tu tombas sur Alex Summers assis sur ta chaise. Il t'attendait en se balançant sur la chaise ne sachant quoi faire. Quand tu arrivas, il te regarda de la tête au pied et ne sut pas quoi dire.

❝━ Salut... Dit Alex.

━ Alex ? Que fais-tu ici ?

━ Euh... je...t'attendais...(T/P).

━ Je vois... Dis-tu ne te sentant pas vraiment à l'aise sous le regard insistant d'Alex. Alors... que penses-tu de ma combinaison ?

━ Tu es magnifique dedans, elle est faite pour toi.

━Tu crois ? Parce que je me sens un peu à l'étroit dedans, j'ai l'impression que si je fais un mouvement elle va se déchirer et puis c'est un peu trop moulant à mon goût.

━ C'est parfait. Ajouta Alex.❞

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glitt3r-litt3r · 2 years

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Betty

Alex Summers x Hank McCoy

Babe wake up I have a new hyperfixation with X-men!!! This is gonna be multiple parts and is inspired by Betty by Taylor Swift hence the title so I recommend listening to that song and reading the lyrics!

Pairing: McSummers ( Alex Summers and Hank McCoy)

Timeline: Highschool AU but still with the cast of X-men first class

Summary: While professor X is helping everyone control and use their mutations an unlikely pair find comfort within the mansion walls.

During the long days of training there was hardly a moment of silence in the mansion, between Sean’s actual screaming and Mystique insistent pestering of her brother no one ever had to wonder if there were people inhabiting the house. They spent almost every moment together, the team. This was the most socializing Alex had done in years and it was draining at first. When the summer was just beginning he barely said anything that wasn’t a sarcastic remark or a scoff. This is so stupid.

Get out of my head Charles.

Yes Hank you’re still a bozo!

No Mystique that skin doesn’t make you look fat but it does help you look like a blueberry if that’s what you were going for.

She screamed about that last one for at least 3 days telling anyone who’d listen how small Alex’s feet looked.

By mid July they were moving better, each person had a role and they could help each other out in case they ever needed to. They weren’t exactly a well oiled machine but it would do if they ever got caught up. Everyone had spent a couple days on bedrest and luckily it was Hanks turn to play nurse with Alex after Sean accidentally dropped him while testing out his new wings.

He was as the first to run out to the field and apologize about how there must be something wrong with the wings design. Alex looked like he couldn’t care less about his apology he just wanted to lie down or throw up or both.

“You should really let me help you back to the house. Head injuries are really dangerous there’s a number of things that could go wrong like internal bleeding, aneurisms-” Hank began

“Well are you going to help or are you just going to list out all the shitty things that could happen” Alex said while hunched over his head began to spin the moment he stood up but it got worse as he spoke.

“Uh. yeah sorry. Just hold onto my arm and walk slow. Sean get his other arm”

Slowly they made their way back to Alex’s room. It was not as easy as originally thought with Alex needing frequent breaks and his constant grumbling. When they finally got him to his room he dropped onto the bed trying to sleep immediately.

“Actually Alex you shouldn’t sleep, just in case you have a concussion...” Hank whispered. He stood by the door making no further attempt to enter his room.

“Wonderful.” muffled by the pillow resting on top of Alex’s face. This is the longest they’ve been forced to interact. Hank wants to leave and return to the comfort of the lab where there are no rude comments or handsome boys in need of assistance but part of him feels responsible for what happened and it wouldn’t be right to just leave him there.

“We have some pain killers downstairs. Try not to fall asleep while I'm gone.” He says. Before Alex can even register what was said he's alone. The only reminder that Hank was ever here was his smell which Alex only now realizes he can recognize. He always thought it might've been someone else but now he's sure that it's Hank that smells that good. Not that he'll ever tell him it's just a nice distraction from his head. He hears footsteps approaching his room again and forces his thoughts on Hanks smell all the way out of his head.

“Took you long enough Bozo”

“I don’t suppose you’d appreciate it if I threw these out the window then?” he replies

“You wouldn’t. Now hand them over” Alex says sitting up and reaching out toward Hank who was still not through the door of his room.

“What’s the magic word?” he says laughing lightly at Alex’s grabby hands. He never had the upper hand in this dynamic making this the most pleasant time.

“You’re kidding...god dude! just please” Alex mumbles out still reaching toward him. Underneath the teasing Hank was watching Alex delicately to see if he was really in need of help.

“Make sure you drink all the water and when you feel better, come to the lab. You’re natural body temperature should burn these off pretty quickly so when you come in I'll start an IV” he says as he hands him a glass of water and painkillers, leaving the snacks on the nightstand.

Their hands brush against each others momentarily before Hank makes his way out of the room. It’s too suffocating to be this close to him.

Hank walks briskly down the corridor and hopes he doesn't run into anyone on the way to the lab. His cheeks were definitely ablaze from the small interaction with Alex and he knew he'd never hear the end of it if anyone saw. He really needed to let off some steam, only seeing the same people everyday for weeks was starting to take a toll. Obviously he knew about his sexuality before Alex was welcomed to the school but things were different with the blond around.

Later, as Alex was hooked up to his IV Hank sat in his chair looking at something under a microscope.

“What are you working on? New wings for Sean I hope” Alex questioned

Without looking up,

“No actually, I’m trying to help Raven. She asked if I could make her something that would help keep her physical appearance normal without altering her mutant abilities. It’s quite interesting really, her cells regenerate like crazy”

Alex’s head turns to the side slightly. “Why would she want something like that?” He asks

There’s a pause.

“Some people with physical mutations just want to look like everyone else. She spends a lot of energy disguising herself, this should help her be stronger.” he says jotting something down

Hanks feet shift uncomfortably in his shoes, he wishes Alex would leave the lab so he could take them off.

Alex doesn’t reply immediately and instead chooses to stare at Hanks side profile as he writes.

it never occurred to him how hard it might've been to hide as kids, when you didn't know any better than to be yourself. He was too preoccupied with trying not accidentally kill one of his foster parents to care about how he looked, then again he didn't turn blue.

his gaze shifts towards Hanks feet and then back up like he was caught doing something wrong even if Hank had barely looked over toward him.

"Is that why you always wear shoes even though we've already seen your feet?" Alex asks

Seeing the look on Hanks face, he immediately wishes he didn't. It winces slightly as he begins to chew on the inside of his cheek. Alex really feels like an asshole now.

"I didn't mean for that to sound bad but you should be comfortable around us, at least as your...friends" He spoke trying to sound compassionate but it ends up sounding unsure, like he doesn't know if he wants Hank to be comfortable around him at all.

"we're not friends Alex, You make that clear everyday." he says finally making eye contact

There's a heavy pause and Alex's mouth hangs slightly open. his first instinct is to fight back and tell Hank how wrong he is. Once that feeling subsides he realizes he's right. They don't talk, or help each other, the most interacting is when Hank reminds Alex to eat and he calls him a Bozo.

When the pause is over Hank breaks first, looking back towards his research.

"Maybe we're not friends but you shouldn't hide from us. Especially not me, I've had enough shame for 3 lifetimes. They're a part of you, even if you don't like it. I'm sure girls would love to see you do the monkey bars upside down" he smiles.

"Yeah I'm sure they would love that. That along with my habit of kissing guys should really seal the deal" Hank says with a scoff.

This shut’s Alex’s mouth immediately. There wasn’t anything he could say to make the situation any less awkward. He leans back in the chair, looking over at the clock. The IV was almost done and then he was cleared to lay down. This whole day felt too long, there was too much to think about and Alex preferred to flee when feelings were involved.

Hank didn’t stop working for another 20 minutes going back between his microscope and notes. When he was done he turned to Alex to help remove the IV.

“You should be good to lay down now, it’s almost dinner you should eat if you can” He said in a low voice. It had only just occurred to Alex that Hank always reminds him of mealtimes, him and no one else. Like he needed that help, like a prisoner. Anger flared up inside of him like a familiar friend.

“I don’t need you to tell me when to eat and shit, I can take care of that myself thanks” Alex cuts

He wishes he didn’t but the words were already out of his mouth with a scowl to match. His arm was stinging, his head was still fuzzy, and he couldn’t handle the way Hank was avoiding his gaze. That’s not what Hank meant he just knew that Alex was still convinced he was still in prison sometimes especially after a hard day. Hank makes a point to not speak again in their brief time, when he’s alone in the lab again he takes off his shoes and cries.

Things were different after that night. Hank was convinced that Alex was weirded out by his random confession and Alex didn’t want to make anything worse so they just decided to stop talking all together. Not that they were exactly besties before, but now they were practically strangers. Weeks went by with this dynamic. One would accidentally make eye contact the other would quickly leave the room. No one said anything if they noticed and figured that they had gotten into another fight or something and it would blow over,

Hank had finally finished his formula for Raven. it had taken entirely too much time to make due to the complexity of her genes but he enjoyed the challenge nonetheless. The only thing now was to test it. Being the good scientist he was, he decided to use himself as the test subject. It should only take a moment to work and then he could go out and show everyone his feet, which was not something he would normally be fond in doing. But he trusted his theories and was confident in his abilities.

Alex was the last person to show up in front of the lab door. There was a chorus yelling out for Hank to open the door.

“What happened?!Why is everyone yelling?” he asked

Darwin was first to answer, “ We heard a bunch of noise from the lab but Hank won’t open the door and it sounds like someone's in there with him.”

Turning to the Professor for answers was no help, he looked like he was in great pain, presumably reading Hanks thoughts.

Alex’s breath caught in his throat as he heard a series of painful cries behind the door and joined the rest of his friends in trying to coax Hank out of the room. Something was very wrong and it made Alex’s stomach turn in a way he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Come on Bozo open the door!”

“Hank please! We can help, just let us in” said Mystique. Followed by yet another round of pleas.

Nothing.

The odd shower of noises continued and their cries fell on deaf ears as Hank continued to ignore them. Finally Charles put his hand up effectively silencing everyone in the corridor.

“I’m okay. Just go to bed, I’m sorry for waking everyone up...I’m sorry” Spoke Hank through the titanium door. Everyone looked at each other before shifting toward the door once more.

“We’re not leaving until we can see that your okay” Angel spoke softly.

“Come on Hanky show us that face!” Said Sean laughing lightly

“Really guys, I'm fine I just want to be alone for now.” Something was off in his voice.

Even as he tried to sound reassuring and calm there was an edge. Alex knew that voice very well, the one used for hiding, for when you’re terrified and no one can know. He had used that voice with Scott when they were five and his foster dad came home drunk looking for a fight, he used it again when he was 15 and someone threatened his life for the first time, he used it everyday since he found out about his mutation. He used it three weeks ago in the lab when Hank had gently reminded him to eat.

Hank, who was as dorky and kind as they come, was horrified in this moment and Alex didn’t like it at all. Waiting for everyone to clear out Alex stood, standing, unmoving with his back pressed to the door. He waited, listened, for any noise that would indicate Hank was hurt.

“Hank. Everyone went to sleep. It’s just me, open the door.” Alex said in his kindest voice.

It didn’t sound like Alex at all frankly. Hank had never heard him call him by his name or sound so sincere.

“No. Something happened and I need to fix it before I come out” he replied

“Yeah and exactly how long will that take? I can wait here all night but I’m not leaving from this spot.” He replied, sliding down the wall to sit in front of the door.

If he was gonna be here all night he could a least get comfortable. They made small talk on other things besides what was goin on. It was jagged at first, they interrupted each other and sometimes Hank wouldn’t respond cuz he was too busy. Slowly they talked more freely, they talked about anything they could think of. Like how Alex was gonna try out for the football team in the fall, Hank in delirious exhaustion promised he’d be at every game. Alex fell asleep just as daylight started to seep into the sky after thinking about Hank and football.

He did in fact, stay where he was. The sun was rising though the stain glass window when he decided to get up and stretch.

“You know Bozo sleeping on the floor isn’t exactly doing wonders for my back so this solution better show up quickly.” He said stiffly. Despite this, his night was pleasant enough. They were talking, like actually talking in a way neither of them has the pleasure of doing in too long. It was simple, and so human.

“You didn’t have to stay. And you’re right, sleeping on the floor is not very fun but you get used it.” Hank replied, “ I’ve spent a lot of nights in this lab..”

Before the mood turns sour Alex smiles and replies,

“Yeah well maybe next time you don’t have to do it alone, I make great company when I’m trying to annoy someone.”

That day Alex brings Hank food, his favorite snacks. Each time he turns the other way when Hank comes out to grab it. And they go on talking through the door. Each sentence flowing out easier than the last, each pause less tense. There was something about Alex’s lack of social skills that refreshed the brunet, there was no lying or hidden meanings just the words Alex spoke. On the second night Alex brought Hank a full meal, he was “starving” apparently.

Alex turns back toward the door when he thinks it’s safe and catches what looks like a furry blue hand retrieving the plate. His mind can’t keep track of al the thoughts racing through his head as he tries to convince himself that what he just saw wasn’t real. And if it was real then what exactly was hidden away behind the walls of Hanks sanctuary. How could he even go about asking about what he just saw? Would Hank tell him the truth?

He settled for his usual, blunt casual.

“You mind telling my why you’re hiding a giant blue.... uh,” what even could he call that hand he saw? “ ..beast in your lab? Anything you’d like to share with the class?” He asks still facing the now closed door.

Hank backed away from the door slowly. His pulse was getting faster and faster as he found it hard to remain calm. This would ruin everything. There was no recovering this and there was no way Alex would even look at him like this.

“You said you wouldn’t turn around until you heard the door close! Why didn’t you wait? God you just.... just leave” He angrily pushed away the food, he felt like he was going to be sick.

Alex glared at his own reflection in the door. This is the part he isn’t good at. He wants to curse and scream and bang on the door like a child.

What a way to treat a friend.

“Leave? After all this you want me to just walk away? Not a chance. Now come out of that fucking lab before I burn it!” It was Alex’s turn to be angry. Hank felt assured that his door was locked but slowly realized Alex really could melt his way through the door. It was now or never, and if it were up to him it would be never.

“If you come in,” his voice was smaller now,” you have to promise me something”

There was a pause where Alex took a deep breath.

“Promise me you won’t run away.”

Fuck.

“You’ve asked me to do one of the things I do best. Sure, I won’t run away.”

The door opened a sliver, a crack, and finally a blue hand grabbed Alex’s forearm and pulled him though the threshold.

At first all he saw was blue.

The most brilliant shades of blue were everywhere, he couldn’t tell where Hank started and ended. For a moment, he looked like a blue flame, burning bright holes into Alex’s vision.

But when the blur cleared into crystal, he saw Hanks eyes, dazzling and yellow, but still his own. They were bright and unsure now, tears streaking down his face. He hadn’t even realized he begun to cry until he heard the tears drip onto the floor. There was nothing but the sound of breathing and tears.

Hank wishes Alex would say something and get it over with. But he promised he wouldn’t run away, he promised. They begin the waiting game now, seeing who will break and make the first move.

It’s Alex. Reaching out to touch the fur where Hanks shoulder meets his neck. Its soft, and thin. There’s a heat radiating off his body and he can feel it now as their skin touches. Like predator and prey they study each other, the movements, the heartbeats, looking for a sign of danger. Hank studies Alex’s eyes as they roam over his body.

The moment breaks again when Hank realizes how vulnerable he feels now in the open. He assumes Alex will have questions.

“It was an accident. This was supposed to disguise my mutation but instead it enhanced the genes that made me have mutations in the first place. If I can find out what went wrong I can fix it, have it return me to normal. This is why I didn’t want you to come in here earlier.” He moves away now, pretending to look at something on the other side of the room.

Alex still can’t wrap his head around the fact that it’s Hank talking to him.

“I thought I was a freak before but this is something much worse. If I can’t fix this I’ll be stuck in this room forever. There’s no way people will want me around like this... I just wanted....to not be me for a bit.” It worked he thought bitterly.

“I made you a promise. Sadly my little brother Scott says that people who break promises are poopoo heads and I have no intention of getting that put on the back of my football jersey.” He laughs, it comes out a little rough but it’s a laugh.

The thought of that makes Hank smile a bit. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad if Alex as here to help.

They spend the next three days in the lab working. Well, one of them working, one of them fetching snacks and talking about how boring this all was. Despite that, he still listened and asked questions with intensity. If Hank didn’t know any better he would say Alex was enjoying the science of it all.

After that they were inseparable. Everything happened together. If he wasn’t training Alex was sitting in the chair just right of Hank in the lab. And Hank let him. He integrated himself into Hanks routine with ease only making miner changes. Instead of staying inside all day after dinner they walked around outside waiting for the sun to go down. During breakfast they sat together Alex always grabbing food off of Hanks plate. On the weekends they drive through the town with the windows down blasting music too loud. It’s safe to say they were obsessed with it all. The feelings of new. New everything, like the sun hadn’t looked this bright three weeks ago. New gazes, lingering in the haze of sunset and those calm eyes in the late evenings hidden behind books. Newness seeped onto their tongues, on their fingertips, settled in their cheeks and the lining of their stomachs. It was intoxicating.

Everyone noticed but never said anything. There was still a world outside the castle gates that didn’t take kindly to boys who spent so much time together.

They hardly remembered a time where they didn’t meet up before breakfast and only separate before bed at night.

Almost like falling asleep there was no exact moment when Hank realized he was falling for Alex. He remembers the way his eyes would look in the sun, the golden hairs that trailed Alex’s neck, the way after a long day Alex’s words would slur from exhaustion, the way he had a special name for Hank even if it was mean. That’s the way it went, and if he could remember that one moment when it went from crush to love then it would blend into the million other moments when Alex made his head spin.

Alex however, feared this new thing and kept every memory like an oath. He memorized it, repeating the small touches and laughs over until they were burned clearly into his head. He remembered the exact moment he realized that he wanted Hank. To be near him, to be the one who made him laugh, to be the one who kept him company, no matter the consequences. He wanted it all and he only knew the night of his 17th birthday, when they hadn’t talked for 3 weeks and Hank showed up hammered and still as beautiful as ever. Only then did Alex realize he didn’t know anything but how much he missed Hank.

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