I held the pillow against my chest, I was sleeping in his room tonight, I only slept here when he was out on a dangerous mission and, well, I've been sleeping here a lot lately. I'm a 16 year old girl who's way too emotionally attached to her boyfriend, not like overly attached, he's just the first thing in a long time that was good for me. Kurt's pillow smelled like his cologne and brimstone.
I pulled the blankets around me tighter. I couldn't sleep, Kurt wouldn't tell me what he was doing, but I heard the others whispering in the hallways at school. They were going to Sinister's lair to get back the mutant DNA samples that had been stolen for his dastardly research. But there was always the threat of the mutant virus, there was no cure, if someone got it, there was no way they would live. I didn't try to hold in the tears of fear. Alone, in his room, I could give into the worry. I heard a *Bamf* and smelled brimstone. I sat up and wiped my eyes,
"Kurt?" He touched my face gently.
"Oh, little Gwendolyn, why have you been crying?" He sat down on the bed and I hugged him. I buried my face in the front of his black and red uniform.
"I was so worried about you, my little elf." I kissed his cheek and giggled as his blue fur tickled my face.
"Meine Liebe," he stroked my hair behind my ear. "You have nothing to be worried about." He changed out of his uniform and into a pair of athletic shorts; it was funny looking because of his tail swinging out behind him. He worked on his homework for a little bit while we talked about what he did during his mission. I noticed he held his shoulder like it hurt a couple of times but that could have just been me seeing things.
He jumped onto the bed and plopped down beside me, shaking the bed. He put his arm around me and just looked into my eyes. He didn't have any telepathic powers but sometimes I swear he can read my mind. I sighed and went to stand up.
"I have to get up early tomorrow," Kurt frowned.
"You could stay here, this bed is big enough for two."
Kurt and I's love life is none of your concern. But just for the sake of decency, I will tell you that my physical relationship with Kurt stopped at us sleeping in the same bed together, nothing more.
"Kurt, may I remind you of the school's rules on interaction in the rooms between students after hours." Yes, we are both students at The Jean Grey School for Higher Learning he's a senior while I am a junior. I rubbed my eyes and saw Scott Summers with his arms crossed glaring down at us. I pulled the blankets around me tighter, Scott graduated early and now he's a teacher's assistant.
"Cyclops, you are barely older than I am," Kurt pulled a shirt on getting ready for class, I should probably do that too, but I would have to get back to my room. "How'd you even get in my room?"
"Get ready for class, Gwen," I jumped up and ran out of the room, Scott scared me with his anal retentive ways. I was a mutant, but it wasn't like in that obvious of a way, not like Kurt, but sometimes I wish I was. I ran into my room and changed for class. My roommate, Celeste, groaned and covered her face with her arm.
"Get up, Celeste," I shook her shoulder.
"Maiṁ jaba maiṁ yaha kī taraha laga rahā hai," I nodded like I hadn't understood her exact words.
"Get up anyway, because you can't miss class." I zipped up the side of my skirt and tucked in my vintage print t-shirt. I liked dressing nicely; it made me feel good about myself. I stepped out of my room and Kurt appeared in front of me with a cloud of smoke.
"Guten Morgen," He grabbed my hand, "Go for a before class trip to New York? We could get a Papaya dog," he suggested playfully bumping against my shoulder.
"Sorry, I have to go run and grab a book for Mr. LeBeau's sex-ed class and I need to finish up a paper for Professor Guthrie's class and—" Kurt kissed me so I would have to take a breath.
"Relax, it's almost summer break, and then I'll have you all to myself!" He laughed and ran with me down to the courtyard.
It was true, he had no family in the states, and my family had disowned me, like I was contagious as soon as they realized I was a mutant.
Kurt waved his three-fingered hand in front of my face. I blinked. "What?" I had spaced out for a second as we were walking under the flowering trees Krakoa was growing for the summer. I reached up and grabbed a handful of petals.
"You were so far away I couldn't have teleported to you. What were you thinking about?" I shrugged. I leaned up against the wall of the school and watched Kurt as he turned on his holographic projector to make him look like everyone else.
"Nothing," I grabbed the front of his shirt and he pressed up against me. I loved the feeling of his lips on mine; I just could never get enough.
"Belle Femme, Kurt, is a dangerous thing. Shouldn't da two of ya be in muh classroom now? Learning 'bout all sorts of unsavory things I know you two haven't yet engaged in." Kurt pulled away from me and I felt my cheeks flush under Gambit's comment. I rushed into his classroom and sat down at my desk.
"Have I told you how ironic it is that Gambit is teaching this class?" Kurt said, leaning on the back of my chair. A pack of his friends came stalking in, bleary-eyed and tired.
They ambled over to him and I was forgotten. Kid Omega swaggered in and dropped his books with a loud thunck. I flipped through my textbook, sometimes I felt just as alone here as I did back home even with Kurt standing right next to me.