A little expansion on Wolverine's cameo in X-men: First Class. How it would have gone if my OC, August had been involved.
PS: This is the lovey version, so if you're looking for something a little sadder, go to the companion to this, What We Never Knew. Thanks :)
The two men strolled casually into the small diner, immediately spying their two targets. They had been fairly successful thus far, not facing all that many rejections. They made a beeline for the man at the counter, currently nursing a recently lit cigar.
The first man leaned on the counter a little and started, "Excuse me, I'm Erik Lenshurr."
The other man smiled and added, "Charles Xavier." The large man didn't miss a beat; he raised an eyebrow, took a drag, and growled:
"Go f*ck yourself."
Erik glanced at Xavier with knitted eyebrows. The other man looked at the ground for a moment, returning his bearings. Erik shook his head and stepped over to a booth sitting next to a large window. Xavier trailed behind and smiled once more at the woman before him.
"Hello, I'm Charles Xavier." The woman raised an eyebrow (much like the man at the counter, Xavier couldn't help but think) and took a sip of what looked like coffee. She tilted her head back and made a sipping noise, drawing the attention of the man.
He turned his head to the side and almost crushed his cigar at the sight of a woman finishing her coffee. His primal instincts began to kick in when that long, creamy, perfect neck came into view. His eyes continued to blaze their way down her bare shoulders, her full (but not overly so) chest, her flat stomach, all the way down to her slim thighs and shins and back up again.
She set her mug down and licked her lips slowly, not aware that she had his complete and unwavering attention. Those lips were enough to drive him crazy for weeks. They could probably do all sorts of feats, like-
"And I'm Erik Lenshurr. We were wondering-"
His fantasies were interrupted by the morons standing next to her, blocking his view. He growled again, but smirked a little when he heard what the woman said next.
She set her hands on the table and said indifferently, "What he said, boys." She jerked her head in his general direction and stared expectantly at the two beside her. The men glanced at each other and, sighing, left the diner empty-handed.
The woman sighed and rested her chin in one palm and circled the rim of her mug with one finger. She glanced around the restaurant once, then did a double-take when she found the man from the counter staring openly at her.
She grinned, making him return the favor.
Just like always.
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