A/N :Based of the prompt : “We’re bros! Best Bros. Just bros!”
Bro.
From how many times you’ve been called that, you could start to believe it was your name.
At least, it seemed to be, for Alex Summers.
That guy was the definition of sociable, apparently, it hasn’t always been like that, but how could it seriously have been any different?
He was friend with most of the student in the manor and acted like an elder brother to any children that lived there.
But beside all that, he was a goddamn sunshine embodied. Starting with his out appareance, those sand blond hair and slightly tanned skin, fitting perfectly the clear blue of his eyes.
While on the inside, he was friendly, kind, funny, easy to talk to, could pass from playful to serious in a blink of an eye depending on the need of the person he was talking to…
Yeah, you were in love with Alex Summers.
Well, in love was maybe a bit too much, but you felt a serious attraction to the guy. Thinking about him most of the time, choosing your outfit with him and his possible reaction in mind, taking every occasion to spend time with him and almost drooling when you saw him shirtless after every training session…
Yeah, that was definitely love. And after all those years of being friends, sharing interests and good memories it has become difficult to ignore this feeling.
He didn’t seem to mind and most of the time, you felt like the feeling was mutual.
But despite how hopeful you were to have yourself a little love story, ideas were deceiving…
During one sunny afternoon, the X-men and some other mutants enjoyed the good weather in the garden and Alex and yourself were joking with each other. As your laughter reached the ears of the girls, they eyed you and the elder Summers with teasing smiles.
« If I didn’t know better, I’d think the two of you were dating » Jean blurted out, earning herself all of your friends’s attention.
A veil of awkwardness fell upon the group whose eyes all were fixed on you and Alex. The silence was heavy and you knew your cheeks were completely red and that definitely didn’t help your case in the current situation.
But fortunately, or not, Alex took it upon himself to break the ice with a chuckle.
« Well, you do know better! Y/N are bros. »
He turned to you offering you a smile; which you could clearly see was forced before reporting his attention to your friends.
« We’re bros! Best Bros. Just bros! Don’t make things awkward »
And on that, you felt your heart break a little and in a mix of pain and anger, mostly directed at yourself for being so silly about the whole situation, you did the most bro-ish move.
« Right! Bro! »
You punctuate your words with a friendly punch to his arm. Not that friendly by the way because he gasped when your fist collided with him. And you’d be lying if you pretended it was by accident that you’d put so much strength in your blow…
On that, everyone, visibly feeling out of place resumed on their previous conversations, while Jean threw you an apologizing gaze from the other side of your makeshift circle.
But on your side, the conversations had troubles flowing naturally because Alex seemed strongly affected by Jean’s comment.
Not feeling like staying in this heavy atmosphere, you stood up and called out to the group:
« I’m going to get things to drink does someone wants something? »
Everyone shouted out their desired drink and you’d set on going to the kitchen but Jean called out to you before you could even take two steps.
« I’ll go with you, to help you carry everything »
She jogged up to you and you two set up a quiet pace to retrieve the drinks.
« Listen, I’m really sorry about what happened, I thought it would set up the mood. And since the atmosphere around the two of you seemed all fluffy, I… »
You let out a small laugh.
« It’s okay Jean, don’t worry about that, I’m not hurt or anything. It’s just a tiny crush. If I spent less time with him that would probably help getting over it. But certainly not to get another crush on another one of my bros, uh! »
The last sentence came out with fake manly groans, which pulled chuckled from the red haired girl.
« Come on, let’s get those drinks and erase all that tension » you said, quickening your pace, leaving Jean behind to wonder if one day you’ll be honest and accept your own feelings and worth, leaving your typical humor wall down, but apparently, it wouldn’t be for today.
A/N: Don’t ask me what I was thinking when writing this, I had this idea a few years ago and the fic was sleeping in my marvel writings file since then… I think thought it wasn’t that bad, so I wanted to share it anyway.
Whispers and footsteps where the only sounds that filled the area. Around a few students were silently working on their assignments or simply taking advantage of the quiet atmosphere reigning in the library. As every school library, drinks and food were forbidden, but in the case of Xavier’s it was also forbidden to use your mutation in this place.
And exactly like every young people on this planet, rules weren’t their favourite thing. After all, aren’t the rules made to be broken ? It wasn’t so much the food nor the drinks that was brought to the library that bothered, honestly, most of the students had a snack with them to help them get some energy to learn. Unfortunately, regarding the use of special abilities, it quickly got out of hand. Some use telekinesis to make a book fly to their place, or send a paper plane to their friends, that was pretty harmless, but still, it was breaking the rules !
The library was your favourite place to be, because it was so quiet ; and since no one really respected the food rule, you took the opportunity to even eat lunch there when you were alone at that time of the day. But one particular person and I’m talking about one that loves breaking the rules, decided to bother your alone time.
Your library schedule was most of the time the same, except for some moment, like in the evening when you’d decide to go there unannounced. It hasn’t been hard for Alex to notice when you would come here, and he ‘d be there at least 10 minutes earlier so it would seem as if he wasn’t stalking you.
Except that the guy was in a library but seem to never have step in one, he always, at a desk close to yours but not too close and took the habit of drowning an energy drink can, letting the gas noisily escape. He never read, or write or do anything really, he just sat there, looking around, but mostly at you.
Sometimes, you would notice when you looked up from what you were doing but otherwise, you weren’t paying attention to his presence much. He was a nice person, when the two of you crossed path in the mansion, you woud salute each other and talk like friends would. But this, was your time where you only wanted quiet and serenity and not a guy watching you creepily nor trying to get your attention.
Another evening, a cozy one at that, which meant, cozy clothes, headphones blasting a relaxing music, typing quickly on your laptop and enjoying a thermos of hot chocolate. You had noticed Alex, sitting two tables away from yours, clearly feigning reading a book, ‘cause even from where you were, you noticed that itw as held upside down.
From the cute guy checking you out, he passed to the pro stalker, creeping you out.
As you looked up, your gaze met his for the umpteenth time tonight, before he looked back down to his misplaced book.
With a sight, you took off your headphones and put them down, decided to know what was up with that guy.
« Why the hell are you stalking me in the library for ? » you blurted out.
He looked around as if you were talking to someone else in the empty library ?
« I’m talking to you, Summers ! »
It was clear on his face that he’d been exposed and didn’t know what to imagine to get out of that tricky situation.
« Uh… I was just reading a book. It’s just a coincidence… »
Rolling your eyes, you leaned back in your seat.
«So you’re saying it’s a coincidence that you’re always in the library when I am, that you’re staring at me everytime and you’re surely a genius if you can read a book upside down » you threw your hand, gesturing at his book.
He looked down awkwardly and closed the book, setting it on the table, like nothing happened.
« I thought it would work, you know… The « Oh what a coincidence » technique in the rom coms to get the girl. Did it work at least a little bit ? »
Even though his starkerish activities had been exposed, the guy dared to smirk and act flirtatious !
« Nobody liked to be stalked you know. »
You saw his expression fall before you assembled your stuff, stood up from your chair then made your way to the exit of the library.
As you were approaching Alex’s table, your instincts were telling you not to drop it there or you’ll regret it.
With a incoming blush and embarrassment, you dared speak
« But you’re lucky you’re hot » you muttered quikcly before speed walking out of the room, leaving a confused young man, whose smile broke out on his face at your hint at a second chance.
The Later Recruits by Christian Petersen Havok (1970) Storm, Wolverine, Nightcrawler (1975) Shadowcat (1980) Rogue, Psylocke, Gambit (1983/1986/1990) Pixie (2008)
1. Scott and Alex Hug. I prefer when they don’t fight.
2. Scott doesn’t have much. Yet, he still asks Alex if he wants it. Why does it hurt me? He’s a sweetheart.
3. Scott was still being told by everyone that he killed Charles ‘Asshole’ Xavier and it was unacceptable. Xavier had it coming. I don’t understand why they pinned all the blame on Scott. Alex for once is right. Scott shouldn’t surrender.
4. Scott’s response to 'What the hell is wrong with us.’
5. Summers Brothers Pizza Parlor. Yes. We need it. Make it a thing already.
