NOTE: okay, more Rogue/bobby hehe, I just realized what an incredibly weird
pairing this is..but I hope u like it, it's something new for me to write!
Again, reviews are much appreciated!
Rogue woke up to find her head resting against Bobby's chest. She lifted herself off sleepily, blushing hotly when she found him awake and watching her, his blue eyes amused. "Guess I, um, fell asleep," Rogue said lamely, pretending to pick lint off her shirt.
"Yeah, guess you did," Bobby replied, the side of his mouth twitching as if repressing a smile.
Rogue felt herself grinning back, wondering why the hell she was in such a good mood. And because of Bobby Drake! Who would've thought? This was stupid, crazy..insane. She was stuck in a dark, horribly claustrophobic room with the mansion's unofficial class clown...and she was loving every minute of it.
"So, you wanna try that window again?" Bobby asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Ha, ha. No thanks," Rogue shot back, side-stepping boxes. She grinned suddenly. "But we could try banging down the door."
"That wouldn't do any good, I've already tried," Bobby said, shaking his head. Rogue put her hands on her hips and tipped her head with a challenging look on her face.
"So? Just because you couldn't do it, doesn't mean I can't," Rogue said confidently, her heart fluttering lightly as Bobby folded his arms over his chest and laughed at her. How could she have completely missed how gorgeous he was? Rogue groaned. What was going ON with her?
Rogue kicked at the door, and wasn't surprised when it didn't budge. She sighed heavily. "This is hopeless."
"Is it that bad being stuck here with me?" Bobby asked softly. Rogue jumped as she realized he was merely inches from her.
"Uh, um, NO! I mean...no," Rogue said, more normally, trying to avoid his penetrating gaze. "It's just that it's been a long day and I just want to go home more than anything." Rogue was surprised when Bobby flushed a little..guiltily. "Is something wrong?"
"Uh, no, nothing's wrong," Bobby said quickly. Rogue frowned at him.
"If you say so, Drake."
"Oh so now we're back to "Drake?" Bobby asked, his eyebrows raised. "I thought we were past that."
"What do you mean?" Rogue said, feeling her face flame again.
"I thought we were getting along pretty well," Bobby said softly, his eyes somewhat hurt. Rogue felt guilty and giddy at the same time. How could she tell him they couldn't be together and be honest to herself about her feelings for him?
"We are, but we could never be.anything more than friends," Rogue said quickly, moving away. There. She had said it and it felt horrible, especially since she wished it could be otherwise.
"Why not?" Bobby demanded, his eyes bluer than ever. He looked so hurt, that Rogue could feel her resolve slipping. Would it really be so horrible to indulge in the fantasy that she could have a normal relationship?
"I don't feel that way about you!" Rogue said stubbornly. But she knew it was a lie, and so did he.
"I thought you were the straight-forward type, Rogue. So, why are you lying to me?"
Rogue didn't want to look up at him, feeling more confused and frustrated than ever. Bobby put his hands gently around her shoulders. "I don't want to talk about this, Bobby," Rogue said frustrated, and pushed him away. The movement was so sudden that Bobby staggered back, and used the wall to steady himself. As he did, a small silver object slipped out of his pocket and clattered on the floor near his feet.
Rogue looked closer. It looked like..a key. Bobby looked up at her, his face pleading.
Rogue was stunned. She stared at it and looked up at him, furious and confused and sad all at once.
"Rogue-," Bobby began, reaching out to her. Rogue backed away, furious all at once.
"No, don't. Stay away from me," Rogue said, her voice shaking. "You had it.this whole time!"
"Look Rogue, I didn't do it to hurt you, I just wanted to spend some time with you," Bobby said, his eyes penitent.
"Spent TIME with me? By locking me up in this .this DUNGEON? Did you plan this?!" Rogue knew she was overreacting but couldn't help herself
"Look, I know I screwed up, but Rogue you never gave me a fair chance. I knew once we got back you'd go back to acting like this," Bobby protested.
"Like what?" Rogue said hotly.
"Like you don't realize that we would be good together..and lying to me about your feelings!"
"You're talking to ME about lying? You were the one who sat by pretending u didn't have any idea where the key was while I was miserable!" Rogue retorted.
Bobby ran a hand through his hair, his eyes frustrated. "Rogue, look I'm sorry! But you're being really unreasonable about this!"
"Just drop it, Bobby ok?" Rogue said hotly, and picked up the key and marched to the door.
"Fine!" Bobby said, losing his temper finally.
"Good!" Rogue retorted back, determined to have the last word, as she finally managed to get the door open. "Finally, I can get out of here, and away from you!"
"Best idea I've heard all day!" Bobby shot back, equally pissed off.
The two stalked off to the bus, keeping a good distance between them.
Rogue woke up to find her head resting against Bobby's chest. She lifted herself off sleepily, blushing hotly when she found him awake and watching her, his blue eyes amused. "Guess I, um, fell asleep," Rogue said lamely, pretending to pick lint off her shirt.
"Yeah, guess you did," Bobby replied, the side of his mouth twitching as if repressing a smile.
Rogue felt herself grinning back, wondering why the hell she was in such a good mood. And because of Bobby Drake! Who would've thought? This was stupid, crazy..insane. She was stuck in a dark, horribly claustrophobic room with the mansion's unofficial class clown...and she was loving every minute of it.
"So, you wanna try that window again?" Bobby asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Ha, ha. No thanks," Rogue shot back, side-stepping boxes. She grinned suddenly. "But we could try banging down the door."
"That wouldn't do any good, I've already tried," Bobby said, shaking his head. Rogue put her hands on her hips and tipped her head with a challenging look on her face.
"So? Just because you couldn't do it, doesn't mean I can't," Rogue said confidently, her heart fluttering lightly as Bobby folded his arms over his chest and laughed at her. How could she have completely missed how gorgeous he was? Rogue groaned. What was going ON with her?
Rogue kicked at the door, and wasn't surprised when it didn't budge. She sighed heavily. "This is hopeless."
"Is it that bad being stuck here with me?" Bobby asked softly. Rogue jumped as she realized he was merely inches from her.
"Uh, um, NO! I mean...no," Rogue said, more normally, trying to avoid his penetrating gaze. "It's just that it's been a long day and I just want to go home more than anything." Rogue was surprised when Bobby flushed a little..guiltily. "Is something wrong?"
"Uh, no, nothing's wrong," Bobby said quickly. Rogue frowned at him.
"If you say so, Drake."
"Oh so now we're back to "Drake?" Bobby asked, his eyebrows raised. "I thought we were past that."
"What do you mean?" Rogue said, feeling her face flame again.
"I thought we were getting along pretty well," Bobby said softly, his eyes somewhat hurt. Rogue felt guilty and giddy at the same time. How could she tell him they couldn't be together and be honest to herself about her feelings for him?
"We are, but we could never be.anything more than friends," Rogue said quickly, moving away. There. She had said it and it felt horrible, especially since she wished it could be otherwise.
"Why not?" Bobby demanded, his eyes bluer than ever. He looked so hurt, that Rogue could feel her resolve slipping. Would it really be so horrible to indulge in the fantasy that she could have a normal relationship?
"I don't feel that way about you!" Rogue said stubbornly. But she knew it was a lie, and so did he.
"I thought you were the straight-forward type, Rogue. So, why are you lying to me?"
Rogue didn't want to look up at him, feeling more confused and frustrated than ever. Bobby put his hands gently around her shoulders. "I don't want to talk about this, Bobby," Rogue said frustrated, and pushed him away. The movement was so sudden that Bobby staggered back, and used the wall to steady himself. As he did, a small silver object slipped out of his pocket and clattered on the floor near his feet.
Rogue looked closer. It looked like..a key. Bobby looked up at her, his face pleading.
Rogue was stunned. She stared at it and looked up at him, furious and confused and sad all at once.
"Rogue-," Bobby began, reaching out to her. Rogue backed away, furious all at once.
"No, don't. Stay away from me," Rogue said, her voice shaking. "You had it.this whole time!"
"Look Rogue, I didn't do it to hurt you, I just wanted to spend some time with you," Bobby said, his eyes penitent.
"Spent TIME with me? By locking me up in this .this DUNGEON? Did you plan this?!" Rogue knew she was overreacting but couldn't help herself
"Look, I know I screwed up, but Rogue you never gave me a fair chance. I knew once we got back you'd go back to acting like this," Bobby protested.
"Like what?" Rogue said hotly.
"Like you don't realize that we would be good together..and lying to me about your feelings!"
"You're talking to ME about lying? You were the one who sat by pretending u didn't have any idea where the key was while I was miserable!" Rogue retorted.
Bobby ran a hand through his hair, his eyes frustrated. "Rogue, look I'm sorry! But you're being really unreasonable about this!"
"Just drop it, Bobby ok?" Rogue said hotly, and picked up the key and marched to the door.
"Fine!" Bobby said, losing his temper finally.
"Good!" Rogue retorted back, determined to have the last word, as she finally managed to get the door open. "Finally, I can get out of here, and away from you!"
"Best idea I've heard all day!" Bobby shot back, equally pissed off.
The two stalked off to the bus, keeping a good distance between them.