Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
Warnings: OOC galore. Slash. Swearing. Angst. Poor writing. The usual.
"Jean-Paul," Scott said.
"Oui? What brings you to my classroom?" Jean Paul said, looking up.
"I went to visit Bobby yesterday… I think he's better."
"That's great," Jean Paul said absently, flipping through student assignments on his desk.
"Before I left, he asked if you were going to visit him again." Scott crossed his arms.
"Well you can tell him I have no intention of ever stepping foot in that facility ever again," Jean Paul said, strangely calm, "That should brighten his day," He stood up and looked at the leader of the X Men, "Will that be all?"
"Jean Paul, look, I think he's becoming the Bobby we know again, and he looked sad when he mentioned you…"
Jean Paul snorted rather unattractively and brushed by Scott, "Why should I want to visit him? Maybe I thought he didn't know what he was doing, before, but I know better now."
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"You're wasting away, y'know that?" Jubilee said.
Jean Paul took a gulp of highly-caffeinated coffee, "I have no idea what you are talking about," He said, as he put the cup down.
Jubilee grabbed at the stack of papers next to Jean Paul, but he caught her hand.
"No more grading papers," She growled, taking them with her free hand, "I'll do them. You go to your room and go to sleep." She ordered, also taking his coffee.
He made a noise of protest but then slumped back in the chair and crossed his arms.
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"Finally back?" the SHIELD agent raised her eyebrows.
"Well you know what they say… 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder'…" Jean Paul said, putting his hands in his pockets so no one could see how much he was fidgeting.
"Something like that," she shrugged and pressed in the code and swiped her I.D at the door to open it, "You've been absent for what –three months? What an accomplishment."
Jean Paul ignored the last comment as he walked into the room.
He walked over to where Bobby stood, dancing slowly by himself.
After a moment of watching, Jean Paul said, "I heard you were asking for me,"
"I heard you weren't coming back. Ever." Bobby replied calmly without opening his eyes or stopping.
"Well I'm here now." Jean Paul stated simply,
"You are," Bobby said, opening his eyes and turning to stare at Jean Paul. After an uneasy silence, Bobby asked, "So, you still mad?"
"Absolutely,"
Bobby sat down on his bed, "I'm still not in love with you."
"I realize that."
"Then why're you here?" Bobby wondered.
"I don't know; why were you asking when I would be back?"
"I'm bored," Bobby said, twisting his fingers together on his lap.
"Ask someone to bring you something to do," Jean Paul replied.
"Are you kidding? I'm getting treated like a fucking security threat here! I can't even get a get a friggin' picture book with waiting two weeks for SHIELD to make sure there's no encrypted message in it that will help me escape!" Bobby said, throwing his arms up in agitation, "Apparently I'm a fucking danger to society."
"Do you want to be?" Jean Paul asked.
Bobby stared up at him, "What's that supposed to mean?" He demanded.
"I just thought I might remind you it is your decisions that landed you in the custody of SHIELD."
Bobby opened his mouth and Jean Paul added, "And it wasn't Lorna's fault."
Bobby stared at him for a moment. After a moment, he said, "I wasn't going to say that."
Jean Paul raised an eyebrow.
"I wasn't," Bobby repeated. In his lap, his fingers continued to twist.
"Stop fidgeting," Jean Paul snapped after a moment.
"I'm not," Bobby stopped.
Jean Paul dropped into the chair next to Bobby's bed, "What happened, Robert?"
"With what? Me? Lorna and I? What happened that night I attacked her? What happened after your last visit?"
"What happened with you?" Jean Paul clarified.
Bobby stared at him, "I don't know," He replied finally, "I have no fucking clue."