Scott woke up about an hour after the movie had ended, and noticed
that it was already dark out. When he tried to get up, he found that he
couldn't due to the weight on his chest. Surprised, he looked down, and saw
Jean practically sleeping on him, and his arms wrapped around her.
He took a sharp intake of breath, and thought *She looks like an angel! *
I Scott started, startled by Jean's voice in his head.
He looked down at her, and saw that her eyes were still closed. He smiled. he sent. Jean couldn't help but emit the small giggle that she had tried to hold back. She opened her eyes and looked at him, flashing him a quick smile.
Jean's heart melted when she opened her eyes and saw Scott's adorable face in front of her. *Why is it that Duncan can never look this cute? Argh, stop it Jean! You shouldn't be putting down your own boyfriend for your best friend! *
"Wow, we must have slept a long time, it's already nighttime." Jean yawned and picked herself off of Scott, somewhat reluctantly. Scott looked down at his watch.
"Whoa. It's 12," he raised his eyebrows. "C'mon, we better go and get some sleep now." He got up and offered a hand to her. She took it, and they walked to their rooms. When they reached her room, she opened the door and paused, turning around to face him.
"G'night Scott," she said softly, looking up at his handsome face.
"Night Jean," he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her cheek and walked the rest of the way down the hall to his room.
Jean placed a hand on the spot on her cheek that Scott had placed his lips on and blushed slightly, and watched as he made his way down the hallway, then disappeared into his room. *Duncan's kisses are never as nice as the one Scott just gave me * she thought, walking into her room and closing the door telekinetically. She undressed and got ready for bed, but when she tried to fall asleep, sleep would not come to her.
*Do I really like Scott in that way? * she wondered.
A tiny voice inside her answered, *Yes! Yes you do! *
*But what about Duncan? He's my boyfriend, not Scott. *
*So? Big deal. Just dump him the next time you hear or see him *
*But...What if Scott doesn't return my feelings? *
*Stop making excuses for yourself! You know he does! *
*But that was a long time ago! How do I know that he still feels that way about me?*
After about 2 hours of internal her internal arguing, she fell asleep, tossing and turning with these thoughts in her head.
* * * Scott's point of view * * * (rewind back to right after he goes inside his room)
He flopped onto his bed, but instead of going to sleep, he lay awake thinking about, of course, Jean.
*I wish I knew if she liked me..Sometimes it seems like she's flirting with me, but what about Duncan? *
His internal voice argued *What makes you think that she doesn't? Just because she's with Duncan doesn't mean she's happy! *
*How do you know? *
*All the times that she's complained about Duncan? Does that mean anything to you? And what about the times that you've caught her staring at you? * Soon, Scott couldn't take it anymore, and, unlike Jean, he decided to go down to the kitchen to get some ice cream. But he didn't ever finish the ice cream, nor put it back.
Rogue found him slumped onto the kitchen table with the carton of melted ice cream in front of him the next morning.
A/N: Is asking fer u to review asking a little too much?
He took a sharp intake of breath, and thought *She looks like an angel! *
I Scott started, startled by Jean's voice in his head.
He looked down at her, and saw that her eyes were still closed. He smiled. he sent. Jean couldn't help but emit the small giggle that she had tried to hold back. She opened her eyes and looked at him, flashing him a quick smile.
Jean's heart melted when she opened her eyes and saw Scott's adorable face in front of her. *Why is it that Duncan can never look this cute? Argh, stop it Jean! You shouldn't be putting down your own boyfriend for your best friend! *
"Wow, we must have slept a long time, it's already nighttime." Jean yawned and picked herself off of Scott, somewhat reluctantly. Scott looked down at his watch.
"Whoa. It's 12," he raised his eyebrows. "C'mon, we better go and get some sleep now." He got up and offered a hand to her. She took it, and they walked to their rooms. When they reached her room, she opened the door and paused, turning around to face him.
"G'night Scott," she said softly, looking up at his handsome face.
"Night Jean," he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her cheek and walked the rest of the way down the hall to his room.
Jean placed a hand on the spot on her cheek that Scott had placed his lips on and blushed slightly, and watched as he made his way down the hallway, then disappeared into his room. *Duncan's kisses are never as nice as the one Scott just gave me * she thought, walking into her room and closing the door telekinetically. She undressed and got ready for bed, but when she tried to fall asleep, sleep would not come to her.
*Do I really like Scott in that way? * she wondered.
A tiny voice inside her answered, *Yes! Yes you do! *
*But what about Duncan? He's my boyfriend, not Scott. *
*So? Big deal. Just dump him the next time you hear or see him *
*But...What if Scott doesn't return my feelings? *
*Stop making excuses for yourself! You know he does! *
*But that was a long time ago! How do I know that he still feels that way about me?*
After about 2 hours of internal her internal arguing, she fell asleep, tossing and turning with these thoughts in her head.
* * * Scott's point of view * * * (rewind back to right after he goes inside his room)
He flopped onto his bed, but instead of going to sleep, he lay awake thinking about, of course, Jean.
*I wish I knew if she liked me..Sometimes it seems like she's flirting with me, but what about Duncan? *
His internal voice argued *What makes you think that she doesn't? Just because she's with Duncan doesn't mean she's happy! *
*How do you know? *
*All the times that she's complained about Duncan? Does that mean anything to you? And what about the times that you've caught her staring at you? * Soon, Scott couldn't take it anymore, and, unlike Jean, he decided to go down to the kitchen to get some ice cream. But he didn't ever finish the ice cream, nor put it back.
Rogue found him slumped onto the kitchen table with the carton of melted ice cream in front of him the next morning.
A/N: Is asking fer u to review asking a little too much?