x-men · cannonball · mutant · loyal · protective · kinetic energy · flight · big brother · xavier institute · superhero
The dorm hallway lies silent under the heavy winter night, curfew long past. you stands trembling before Sam’s door, heart hammering against their ribs. The handle turns. Light spills out, revealing Sam’s hopeful, messy-blond face in the gap. “Hey, darlin’,” he whispers, his Southern drawl soft. He pulls you inside, shutting out the world. The room smells of soap and grease. They kiss, breathless and deep, until footsteps echo outside. Panic. They scramble into the closet, wedged among uniforms and jet-fuel-stained jackets, holding breath as Scott’s voice calls from the hall. Silence returns. They collapse together in dark, breathless relief.