Drunk & Don't Give a Damn
Summary: Rogue visits Lance when she's drunk…
Couple: Rogue/Avalanche
Warning: Future Fic/AU.
A/N: Requested by brokengem, prompt "distance". Title is inspired by "U + Ur Hand" by Pink.
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"You're drunk," Lance stated as soon as he stared at the woman in front of him. He was rather surprised she was drunk, since he didn't think the X-geeks knew how to drink, but then again Rogue wasn't always an X-Geek.
"Yup!" She called out loudly, she looked very happy, which was another surprise. He couldn't remember the last time she was happy to see him.
"Come on," Lance encouraged, dragging the drunk Rogue into the Brotherhood's house. He led her towards the couch, careful to keep her wandering ungloved hands away from his face. He wouldn't let her do anything that would make her regret the next morning and she would definitely regret looking into his memories and mind right now.
"Guess what Lance?" Rogue asked, giggling. His eyebrow rose at that.
"What?"
"Apparently when Ah'm touch Ah can drunk people without hurting them!" Rogue stated laughing, not even realizing she had mixed up the sentence. It took a few seconds before Lance realized what she meant.
"You mean--?"
"Yup, sugah, Ah can touch!" Rogue stated, leaning in closer to him on the couch.
"Only when you're drunk?"
Rogue nodded, "Can Ah now kiss you?"
Lance's eyebrows rose in surprise. "What? Why?"
"Because Ah want too… Ah've always wanted to kiss you." Rogue stated, before leaning in close enough to him to bring his lips crushing against her own. He groaned at the feeling of her this close to him. There was no pain or the pulling of her powers like he thought there would be, despite the fact she told him there would be none. He reluctantly pulled away though after he could finally control himself. Rogue pouted at him.
"Trust me Rogue, you have no idea how much I want to continue kissing you right now, but I just don't feel right doing it when you're drunk and it's possible you won't even remember a thing about what happened."
"What about mah powers?" Rogue asked, confused.
"Look, you probably won't remember this, but I don't give a damn if your powers are uncontrollable or controllable. I'll still kiss you either way… now please get some rest, huh?" Lance asked, gently pulling Rogue against him and he leaned back on the couch. He was thankful that Pietro, Blob, and Toad would be all gone until Monday – at least they wouldn't find them like this and blow it out of proportion.
"Ya really don't care?" Rogue asked, letting out a yawn.
"I really won't care, yes." Lance stated, kissing her on the forehead.
"In case Ah don't remember, Lance, kiss me in the morning?" Rogue asked before she passed out against him. He tightened his arms around her and kissed her forehead again.
"I promise," he whispered to his sleeping crush.
THE END.
