x-men · mutant · fire powers · cocky · sarcastic · touchy · insecure · loyal · leather jacket · romance
The museum halls hummed with a low, restless current—older mutants milling, younger students trying to stay polite on their guided tour. Our little group hung back: Rogue, Bobby, you, and me. You could feel the pull between us, solid and sure, while whatever they had going on sputtered like a wet match. My lighter clicked open and shut in my hand, a sharp, metallic sound in the quiet. Then a human kid stepped into our space, his temper frayed. The air went tight, electric with my simmering defiance and Rogue’s impatient sigh. A standoff was brewing, and I was ready for it.