(Note: This is a fluffy comedy to practice my rusty writing skills. I created my own X-men characters and decided to connect them to similar characters I found in my research with the comics. So please understand that no character will act exactly like they're comic parallels (i.e. they may have different powers, relationships, etc). I just thought it would be cool to cross over as much as I could while retaining my original character design. Thanks for reading!)
Chapter 1: The Boys
Angel made an involuntary gulping noise as he nervously fiddled with his tie. Today was the day. He was finally going to tell Sphinx how he felt. Surely there would be some mistletoe hanging at this Holiday party? Or the promise of flowing champagne. Not for her of course; that's not how he rolled. But a little bubbly might calm his nerves.
Angel's hands made an involuntary spasm as he remembered the last time he had a little too much bubbly. His friends found him in deep conversation with one of his father's statues. Angel was very taken by the young woman's ability to listen to him fret about taking over his father's business. She seemed to be the most understanding person in the world until Angel's friends pointed out she was made of marble and worse, made in the image of a young man wearing a toga.
Suddenly Angel's tie felt too tight and he loosened it again. Drinking was decidedly out of the question that night. With his luck he would be confessing his long time feelings for Wolverine. That wouldn't end well for anyone. He was already angry enough that Storm was allowing this party to happen. And on top of that Wolverine was required to attend because he was selectively chosen as the assistant head of the institute. Having a young winged man make a pass at him under the mistletoe would send him over the edge.
"So you're finally going to do it, eh?" A voice asked behind Angel's ear. "Woah! D-Dragon! Angel spun around to find a tall smirking figure behind him, "Is it that obvious?" Angel turned to his telepathic friend. Dragon's powers were unique that instead of reading people's minds, he could read people's feelings. "Well, let's just say I think your tie is about to come undone," Dragon chuckled and motioned Angel to come closer so he could fix it for him. "I'm happy for you guys. We seriously thought this would've happened a million years ago already but…I understand that you had to do it your own way."
Angel gave a weak smile at Dragon's kind gesture. "If only my stomach would stop rising and plummeting on me now... You look sharp tonight." Angel attempted to change the subject and his smile widened. Dragon patted at his ash brown hair and winked in jest. "As do you. Anything for the ladies. Got to keep them happy…somehow."
"Yeah. Ha ha," Angel said after a moment. He didn't really get Dragon's humor half the time but that never strained their friendship. Dragon was always amused by something. "All right, enough flirting with me. Let's go find your girl," Dragon said heartedly patting Angel on the shoulder and shoving him towards the door