A/N: k, from now on, *means * thoughts, and //means\\ telepathy, er like
the professor speaking, or jean and scott thru their link-
Jean waited until Scott just about hit the ground, the reached out and caught him, with perfect accuracy, with her telekinesis (A/N: boy u dint c that one coming dint u?). Then, she set him down on the grass beneath softly, and floated down herself.
"Are you ok?" she asked. Scott groaned and sat up, then started tickling Jean, who ended up on her back, him on top of her.
"You're a dead, uh, girl!" he gloated through her giggles and pleas for him to stop. Hoping that it would distract him, she lifted her head and kissed him.
Scott kissed her back, but didn't stop tickling here. //Like I said before, you're a dead girl!\\ she squealed in response, dropping her head back onto the cushioning grass. Deciding to try again, she mustered up the energy to raise up her head, and her arms flew around Scott's neck, pulling his face down. She gave him a passionate kiss, and this time it worked. He lowered his head until Jean's head was resting on the grass beneath her.
//I hate you.\\ she sent.
//Love you too.\\ They broke apart.
"C'mon. We should grab some nappy time," Scott said, smiling at her. He got up, and offered a hand to help her up. She took it, and both walked inside, still holding hands.
While they were walking down a hallway, Jean suddenly jerked her hand out of Scott's.
//Ororo and Logan\\ she sent. The words were 'barely out of her mouth' as they rounded the corner, walking suspiciously close.
"What you kids doin' up so late?" Logan asked. His suspicion detector was still climbing higher. There was definitely something up between the two of them, and he wasn't going to sleep peacefully until he found out.
"Late night snack," Scott offered as an explanation. "We met in the kitchen,"
"Right." Logan growled. He brushed past them and disappeared into the kitchen.
"Well, goodnight, you two," Ororo smiled slightly, then she followed Logan.
Jean giggled softly, //I think I sense some budding romance between those two\\
//They could say the same about us, although I don't think they know it yet \\ Scott answered, a slight twinkle in his eyes. Jean blushed again, then kissed him lightly one last time, and slipped into her room. He continued down the hall to his own room, still smiling. It felt nice to know that Jean loved him, and he loved her back wholeheartedly. Ever since they had admitted their feelings for each other, he could feel her through their link a little more, and the feeling was like a fuzzy stuffed animal that you just wanted to cuddle with. He just hoped that nothing would happen to their relationship, and that college wouldn't affect it.
Monday morning.
Scott and Jean had predicted that Kitty and the rest of them would probably somehow discover that they had gone out on a date from talking to some of their classmates. The only way for anyone to tell was if they were telepathic, and the only one Scott and Jean knew of around their area was Charles Xavier. So they sent each other 'love thoughts' while they were in class, and shared small, knowing smiles in between classes.
During lunch, Kurt felt a hand grab him from the beginning of the lunch line and around a deserted corner. He turned around to see who had grabbed him, and found himself staring into Kitty's face.
"Kitty!!! I was the first one in the lunch line! Now if I try to go get my place back, I'll get yelled at!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands up.
"Did you, like, hear the rumors?" she asked excitedly, ignoring what he said.
"I, like, only hear my stomach's pleas for lunch!" As if to punctuate his words, his stomach growled loudly. "See?"
"Kurt!!"
"Kitty!!"
"Kurt!!" she put on her puppy eyes, and Kurt nearly cried.
"Okay okay!!! Yes, I did!" he gave up.
"Do you think they're true?"
"I don't know. Do you?"
"Ooh, I hope they are!" she squealed. "You need to go ask Scott sometime when he's alone, okay?"
"Kitty! The longer I'm standing here, the faster the good food's gonna be gone!" Kurt whined.
"Just go do it, OK?"
"Sure! Yes! I need to get to lunch!" and with that, Kurt was gone.
After school.
Scott had been finishing up his homework, when the smell of brimstone reached his nose. He turned around to see a certain blue elf sitting on his bed. He sighed, then pushed his chair back from his desk.
"Did you need something, Kurt?" he asked.
"No. I just wanted to talk to you," he said, grinning slightly. "We heard that you and Jean are together,"
"Who's we?" Scott asked suspiciously. "And where did you hear that Jean and I were 'together'?" Seeing that Kurt wasn't going to answer his questions until he answered Kurt's, he sighed.
"And what if we are?"
"How could you not tell us!?" Kurt cried. Scott half smiled, amused. "Boy, wait till Kitty hears!" Scott managed to grab Kurt before he bamfed.
"I'm not going to need to wait, because you won't tell her!" Kurt groaned.
"But, Sc-"
"No way, man. If she finds out, it's gonna be either from me or Jean," he half smirked. "Unless you really like spending time in the Danger Room." Kurt gulped, nodded, and bamfed out of Scott's room.
Jean's room.
Jean was stretched out lazily on her bed, thinking sweet thoughts about a certain person. Because her eyes were closed, when Kitty phased through her walls without a sound, she hadn't noticed. So when Kitty jumped on the bed, her eyes flew open and she almost fell off the bed.
"Kitty!" she exclaimed. "You almost made me fall off the bed!"
Kitty giggled. "Were you, like, dreaming about Scott or something?"
Jean turned a beautiful shade of magenta that would have shamed roses. "U-um, uh, no! I told you that there's nothing going on between us! We're just friends! Best friends!"
Kitty raised an eyebrow. "Then, what were you doing a second ago? I know you weren't, like, sleeping!"
Jean turned redder, feeling a lot like the kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "I was just resting! And trying to get away from certain mutants that won't stop pestering me about my bo-I mean best friend!"
Although Jean had tried to cover up her slip-up, It was too late. Kitty had already caught her slip-up, and looked like she was ready to burst, she managed to squeak, "Oh my gosh! You guys are really going out!" Jean could have sworn that she had never been redder than she was at the moment.
"You are, aren't you!?" Kitty asked, jumping up and down and making the springs on Jean's bed groan and sag.
"Well.yeah, we are." Jean muttered sheepishly.
"But why didn't you tell us?!"
"We wanted to see how long it would take you guys to find out," Jean answered, shame faced, with a small smile. "And, of course, we figured out your plan a long time ago," she added with a twinkle in her eye.
"Well, what else were we, like, supposed to do?!" Kitty wasn't the least bit ashamed of herself. "We were getting tired of watching you guys long after each other!"
"Who's we?"
"Uh, me, Rogue, Kurt, Logan, Evan, and Ororo,"
Jean yelped. "Even Logan and Ororo was in on this?!"
"Like, yeah! They were getting sick and tired too!"
"Okay, okay, now that the 'big news' is out, will you please leave me alone in peace?" Jean pleaded.
"Just answer one more question."
"What?"
"Like, what were you doing right before I came in?"
"Uh.I was daydreaming about Scott," Jean blushed.
"I knew it!" Kitty smiled understandingly. "You guys are, like, soooo cute!!!"
Jean blushed again. "So what's been going on between you and the walking earthquake lately?"
"I thought you wanted me to go," Kitty said, edging towards the door. Feeling the handle with her hand, she phased through the door with a "Later!". Jean smirked as the younger girl left. She decided to go tell Scott that she had let the cat out of the bag. But when she opened the door, Scott was standing in front of her, smiling down at her. She smiled back, and he leaned down to give her a light kiss.
"Hey," he began
"Hey yourself."
"I kinda told Kurt-"
"I kinda told Kitty-" Both laughed as they said it together.
"You first," Jean said. "Here, come in," She stepped back to let him in. The sat down on the bed.
"No, you first," he said, running his fingers through her long, red, silky hair. He loved the feel of it, the way they ran through his fingers like waves of the ocean.
"Well, Kitty just came into my room and, frankly, forced me to say that we're together." Jean said, twisting her head around to meet his eyes.
"It's okay. Kurt came in too, so Kitty probably would have found out sometime soon," Scott murmured, caressing her neck with his lips.
"Stop! That tickles!" Jean giggled, pulling away from him. He chased her wit his lips sticking out like a fish, and she backed up until she hit the wall behind her bed.
"I gotcha now!" he growled, smiling. She finally gave in and put her lips on his, slipping her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. They stayed stuck in their position for awhile, then they separated and rested their foreheads together.
//Love you.\\ Jean sent.
//Love you more.\\ And even through his glasses, Jean could tell that his eyes were smiling.
Jean waited until Scott just about hit the ground, the reached out and caught him, with perfect accuracy, with her telekinesis (A/N: boy u dint c that one coming dint u?). Then, she set him down on the grass beneath softly, and floated down herself.
"Are you ok?" she asked. Scott groaned and sat up, then started tickling Jean, who ended up on her back, him on top of her.
"You're a dead, uh, girl!" he gloated through her giggles and pleas for him to stop. Hoping that it would distract him, she lifted her head and kissed him.
Scott kissed her back, but didn't stop tickling here. //Like I said before, you're a dead girl!\\ she squealed in response, dropping her head back onto the cushioning grass. Deciding to try again, she mustered up the energy to raise up her head, and her arms flew around Scott's neck, pulling his face down. She gave him a passionate kiss, and this time it worked. He lowered his head until Jean's head was resting on the grass beneath her.
//I hate you.\\ she sent.
//Love you too.\\ They broke apart.
"C'mon. We should grab some nappy time," Scott said, smiling at her. He got up, and offered a hand to help her up. She took it, and both walked inside, still holding hands.
While they were walking down a hallway, Jean suddenly jerked her hand out of Scott's.
//Ororo and Logan\\ she sent. The words were 'barely out of her mouth' as they rounded the corner, walking suspiciously close.
"What you kids doin' up so late?" Logan asked. His suspicion detector was still climbing higher. There was definitely something up between the two of them, and he wasn't going to sleep peacefully until he found out.
"Late night snack," Scott offered as an explanation. "We met in the kitchen,"
"Right." Logan growled. He brushed past them and disappeared into the kitchen.
"Well, goodnight, you two," Ororo smiled slightly, then she followed Logan.
Jean giggled softly, //I think I sense some budding romance between those two\\
//They could say the same about us, although I don't think they know it yet \\ Scott answered, a slight twinkle in his eyes. Jean blushed again, then kissed him lightly one last time, and slipped into her room. He continued down the hall to his own room, still smiling. It felt nice to know that Jean loved him, and he loved her back wholeheartedly. Ever since they had admitted their feelings for each other, he could feel her through their link a little more, and the feeling was like a fuzzy stuffed animal that you just wanted to cuddle with. He just hoped that nothing would happen to their relationship, and that college wouldn't affect it.
Monday morning.
Scott and Jean had predicted that Kitty and the rest of them would probably somehow discover that they had gone out on a date from talking to some of their classmates. The only way for anyone to tell was if they were telepathic, and the only one Scott and Jean knew of around their area was Charles Xavier. So they sent each other 'love thoughts' while they were in class, and shared small, knowing smiles in between classes.
During lunch, Kurt felt a hand grab him from the beginning of the lunch line and around a deserted corner. He turned around to see who had grabbed him, and found himself staring into Kitty's face.
"Kitty!!! I was the first one in the lunch line! Now if I try to go get my place back, I'll get yelled at!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands up.
"Did you, like, hear the rumors?" she asked excitedly, ignoring what he said.
"I, like, only hear my stomach's pleas for lunch!" As if to punctuate his words, his stomach growled loudly. "See?"
"Kurt!!"
"Kitty!!"
"Kurt!!" she put on her puppy eyes, and Kurt nearly cried.
"Okay okay!!! Yes, I did!" he gave up.
"Do you think they're true?"
"I don't know. Do you?"
"Ooh, I hope they are!" she squealed. "You need to go ask Scott sometime when he's alone, okay?"
"Kitty! The longer I'm standing here, the faster the good food's gonna be gone!" Kurt whined.
"Just go do it, OK?"
"Sure! Yes! I need to get to lunch!" and with that, Kurt was gone.
After school.
Scott had been finishing up his homework, when the smell of brimstone reached his nose. He turned around to see a certain blue elf sitting on his bed. He sighed, then pushed his chair back from his desk.
"Did you need something, Kurt?" he asked.
"No. I just wanted to talk to you," he said, grinning slightly. "We heard that you and Jean are together,"
"Who's we?" Scott asked suspiciously. "And where did you hear that Jean and I were 'together'?" Seeing that Kurt wasn't going to answer his questions until he answered Kurt's, he sighed.
"And what if we are?"
"How could you not tell us!?" Kurt cried. Scott half smiled, amused. "Boy, wait till Kitty hears!" Scott managed to grab Kurt before he bamfed.
"I'm not going to need to wait, because you won't tell her!" Kurt groaned.
"But, Sc-"
"No way, man. If she finds out, it's gonna be either from me or Jean," he half smirked. "Unless you really like spending time in the Danger Room." Kurt gulped, nodded, and bamfed out of Scott's room.
Jean's room.
Jean was stretched out lazily on her bed, thinking sweet thoughts about a certain person. Because her eyes were closed, when Kitty phased through her walls without a sound, she hadn't noticed. So when Kitty jumped on the bed, her eyes flew open and she almost fell off the bed.
"Kitty!" she exclaimed. "You almost made me fall off the bed!"
Kitty giggled. "Were you, like, dreaming about Scott or something?"
Jean turned a beautiful shade of magenta that would have shamed roses. "U-um, uh, no! I told you that there's nothing going on between us! We're just friends! Best friends!"
Kitty raised an eyebrow. "Then, what were you doing a second ago? I know you weren't, like, sleeping!"
Jean turned redder, feeling a lot like the kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "I was just resting! And trying to get away from certain mutants that won't stop pestering me about my bo-I mean best friend!"
Although Jean had tried to cover up her slip-up, It was too late. Kitty had already caught her slip-up, and looked like she was ready to burst, she managed to squeak, "Oh my gosh! You guys are really going out!" Jean could have sworn that she had never been redder than she was at the moment.
"You are, aren't you!?" Kitty asked, jumping up and down and making the springs on Jean's bed groan and sag.
"Well.yeah, we are." Jean muttered sheepishly.
"But why didn't you tell us?!"
"We wanted to see how long it would take you guys to find out," Jean answered, shame faced, with a small smile. "And, of course, we figured out your plan a long time ago," she added with a twinkle in her eye.
"Well, what else were we, like, supposed to do?!" Kitty wasn't the least bit ashamed of herself. "We were getting tired of watching you guys long after each other!"
"Who's we?"
"Uh, me, Rogue, Kurt, Logan, Evan, and Ororo,"
Jean yelped. "Even Logan and Ororo was in on this?!"
"Like, yeah! They were getting sick and tired too!"
"Okay, okay, now that the 'big news' is out, will you please leave me alone in peace?" Jean pleaded.
"Just answer one more question."
"What?"
"Like, what were you doing right before I came in?"
"Uh.I was daydreaming about Scott," Jean blushed.
"I knew it!" Kitty smiled understandingly. "You guys are, like, soooo cute!!!"
Jean blushed again. "So what's been going on between you and the walking earthquake lately?"
"I thought you wanted me to go," Kitty said, edging towards the door. Feeling the handle with her hand, she phased through the door with a "Later!". Jean smirked as the younger girl left. She decided to go tell Scott that she had let the cat out of the bag. But when she opened the door, Scott was standing in front of her, smiling down at her. She smiled back, and he leaned down to give her a light kiss.
"Hey," he began
"Hey yourself."
"I kinda told Kurt-"
"I kinda told Kitty-" Both laughed as they said it together.
"You first," Jean said. "Here, come in," She stepped back to let him in. The sat down on the bed.
"No, you first," he said, running his fingers through her long, red, silky hair. He loved the feel of it, the way they ran through his fingers like waves of the ocean.
"Well, Kitty just came into my room and, frankly, forced me to say that we're together." Jean said, twisting her head around to meet his eyes.
"It's okay. Kurt came in too, so Kitty probably would have found out sometime soon," Scott murmured, caressing her neck with his lips.
"Stop! That tickles!" Jean giggled, pulling away from him. He chased her wit his lips sticking out like a fish, and she backed up until she hit the wall behind her bed.
"I gotcha now!" he growled, smiling. She finally gave in and put her lips on his, slipping her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. They stayed stuck in their position for awhile, then they separated and rested their foreheads together.
//Love you.\\ Jean sent.
//Love you more.\\ And even through his glasses, Jean could tell that his eyes were smiling.