FIC: A Fine Romance (1/1)
- This was written for the new livejournal community
xmenflashfic. Each week there will be a different
prompt or theme for people to write short fiction.
The first one is, appropriately enough, "First Times."
I figured I'd post to lists, too.
Title: A Fine Romance
Scenario: X2 Movieverse, although it takes place long
before either movie.
Pairing: Scott/Jean (yes, really)
Sequel/Series and so forth: This fits in with my two
X2 series: After the Fall and Returning Spring (I'm
working on the third one - working title: Summers in a
Sea of Glory). My Scott's gay and in my X2 fiction he
and Jean decided while in college to try and make a go
of being a couple, in spite of that. Here's how Scott
explains it to Logan in After the Fall:
"So Jean and I got an apartment together. In some ways
it was the stereotypical gay man/straight woman
friendship - we were often lusting after the same
guys. But then our second year in college it changed.
Maybe we'd both gotten our hearts stamped on too many
times, or something. We already had each other as
companions, study partners, roommates. It didn't seem
that strange to add sex to the mix. We definitely
looked on it at first as just friendship, friends who
fuck, you know? But over time it felt like more. And
when we came back here, after graduation, well we came
back as a couple. Got a room together. I started
building the school, with Charles. Jean was commuting
to the city for med school. My life seemed sort of
normal, all of a sudden. Respectable."
Scott was sitting in the dark. Thats why Jean didnt
see him when she came in. Well, that and her
miserable and self-absorbed mood, which didnt allow
for noticing her roommate on the couch.
She hadnt been able to find her keys. She stood
there outside the apartment door, rummaging through
her purse, the tears and the shaking making it hard to
locate anything. And as she tried and failed to find
them - coming up with lipstick and her wallet and
assorted useless other things - the frustration making
her cry harder.
Jean thought shed die if someone saw her falling
apart in the hall like this, especially Nosy Next Door
who was always gleefully telling her about the guys
who come and go when shes not there. Jean half
wanted to tell her the truth that she and Scott are
roommates, not lovers, and she knows hes gay but
she didnt want to give the old bat the satisfaction
of knowing anything about them. So when she heard
Next Doors footsteps approaching the door, she just
had to get into the apartment before she got caught
Jean gave up looking for her keys and reached into the
lock with her brain, tripping the tumblers. Why
didnt I ever think of that before? she asked
herself. She slipped into the apartment and slammed
the door telekinetically, just as Next Door opened
Safely inside, Jean slid down until she was sitting on
the floor. Back to the door, knees pulled up, she put
her head down and them and let herself cry in full
force now. Sobbing, nose running.
Jean? Scott turned on the light, reaching for his
glasses as he did.
Jean jumped up, smoothed her clothes, trying to make
herself look at least a little presentable before he
opened his eyes. I didnt know you were home, she
said unnecessarily. I thought you were on a date.
I thought you were on one, too. He patted the
couch. Sit down. Tell me about it. He handed her
I must look terrible.
He shook his head. You always look beautiful. He
hugged her. So, what happened with Grant tonight?
Im sorry, Red.
Me, too. I thought we were good together, you know?
I thought this might be it.
Im sorry, he said again. I thought it was going
to last, too. He stroked her hair. She leaned on
his shoulder. You two seemed like such a great
couple. Plenty in common. He took the mutant thing
in stride. And the gay roommate, he added, with a
He said he was glad youre gay. He was worried about
competition at first, glad to find out it wasnt like
that between you and me. She sobbed again. Shit.
Even my mother liked him, and she *never* likes any of
the guys I go out with. And not to be shallow or
anything but aside from you, Grants the best
looking guy I know.
Yeah, hot. Hot for Anneliese Schneider,
unfortunately, not me.
The micro TA? She nodded. Well, hes got no
taste, then. Youre better looking, smarter, funnier.
An all-around better person.
I tried to ignore it, she said, sniffing. I mean,
he wasnt cheating on me. Not that he wouldnt if he
could, but shes married. Happily. And I just tried
to tell myself theres nothing wrong with him being
attracted to other people. Its not fair to expect a
guy not to even *think* about other women, is it?
Youre the only woman I ever think about, he
replied. It made her laugh, which is what hed
wanted. Youre right, though. Its probably hard
being with a telepath."
"I know! Sometimes I wish I'd never developed
telepathy. It was easier just being telekinetic, I'll
tell you." She smiled a little.
"So, hes got a bit of a crush on the teacher.
Doesnt mean he doesnt love you, just because he
thinks about her.
Every time we have sex? I swear, he cant get it up
unless he closes his eyes and pretends Im her. Hes
obsessed. She blew her nose and continued. I told
him so. And then he got mad and said Id been
eavesdropping on him. Its not like Im doing it on
purpose! Hes broadcasting so loud I cant ignore it.
Believe me, I dont *want* to know my boyfriend is
thinking about some other woman right while hes
making love to me.
I believe you.
Well he didnt. Or maybe it was just an excuse to
break up with me. She took another tissue from the
box and wiped her eyes. What happened with Tim?
Scott shrugged He wanted to see my eyes.
He didnt know?
Yeah, he knew. I told him when I met him. Im not
getting dumped by some guy I liked when he finds out
Im a mutant. Not again. I tell them right up front
So, if you told him...
Well, theres telling. And then theres showing.
He looked away. And maybe I didnt tell him really
clearly anyway," he added sheepishly. I *liked* Tim.
I didnt want to scare him off. So I told him Im a
mutant, yes. And explained about optic blasts, sort
of. Downplayed it a bit. I dont think he realized
how dangerous I am, he added, with a sour smile. She
squeezed his hand. So he wanted a demo and I gave
him one. End of story. End of Tim.
Im sorry, Scott.
Yeah, me too. She hugged him. Hey, we still have
each other, he told her, smiling.
Hed said it before. They both had. But this time
she looked at him when he said it. Really looked at
that perfect face cheekbones to die for, such a
kissable mouth. So, she kissed him, leaning in to
brush her lips against his.
He kissed her back. It started out friendly, like all
the hugs and cuddles and snuggling together watching
movies on the couch theyd done. But it turned into
something different. He pulled her close, slid his
tongue between her lips. She sucked on it, pushed her
whole body against his. And she felt him getting
hard, pressed against her.
Jean broke off the kiss, pulled away. Sitting there
on the couch she looked at him with something
approaching wonder. You were thinking about kissing
I *was* kissing you.
I know. But you were thinking about that, about me.
And you were... She looked away.
I know. He took her by the chin, turned her head
back to him.
Scott, have you ever had sex with a woman?
Do you want to give it a try?
He nodded and smiled. Yeah, he said, I do.
Mofic Website: http://mo.fandomnation.com/fic/
Do You Yahoo!?
Tired of spam? Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around