Author's note: this is my first attempt at writing a story where the coupling has been picked for me, I warn you, it's fluffy
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men
Jean smiled, tossing her head, as she spun around on her heeled platform boots. She had been working on this routine for almost a month now and the audition was coming up fast. Ever since she had been a little girl Jean had wanted to dance, not just in her room, or at a school dance, she had wanted to be a professional. Keeping in time with the music she swung her narrow hips, the pink skirt was wearing swishing around her legs. She didn't think twice as she leaned backwards getting ready to pull off the final move, a double back flip ending in the splits. The first flip was perfect, but then something happened, as Jean's foot touched the floor, to start the second flip, her leg went out from under her and she fell backwards. A few seconds before her head hit the floor she felt a pair of strong arms holding her up.
"Scott?" she asked as the person put Jean on her feet and helped her stand.
"Sorry, but no," Roberto said making sure Jean had her footing before letting go of her.
"Oh, hi, Roberto, thanks for helping me," Jean said flashing Roberto a smile.
"It was nothing. I couldn't help but watch you dance, you're just so amazing." Jean blushed brightly. No one had ever seen her dance, and then actually complimented her.
"Um, thanks," Jean whispered blushing even brighter as she looked at Roberto. His brown hair was feathered round his face, and his eyes were staring right at her. For some reason she felt the urge to lean just a little bit forward and kiss him passionately on the lips. Something must be wrong me she thought and shook her head gently.
"Are you alright?" Roberto asked immediately when he noticed the confused expression marring Jean's perfect face. He hadn't just been passing by and happened to notice her dancing. No, he knew her dance schedule and watched her every time. For a while he wondered if this was wrong, but decided that no, watching a beautiful woman dance was not wrong, and it wasn't like he had a girlfriend.
"I'm fine, just a little shocked, I guess, I mean I've never messed up on that routine before," Jean rambled trying to sort out her feelings and not realizing that part of the thoughts in her head exactly mirrored the thoughts Roberto was thinking. Roberto nodded, Jean was right, she never messed up, well there had been that one time, but that was all Bobby's fault. Finally Roberto couldn't take the tension anymore. He had to do it this time, he'd been waiting for months to ask, but he had never gotten up the courage. She's got a boyfriend, you idiot, there's no way she'd go out with you, he thought still sort of holding Jean, but she wasn't pulling away.
"I probably should be getting to work on my homework," Jean said breaking the moment. Roberto nodded and slowly stood up looking almost longingly at Jean. As he walked towards the door, he could feel Jean watching him. Finally she spoke up.
"Um, Roberto, you've probably heard that Scott and I broke up. Would you like to um, go out sometime? I know you've been watching me," she said her voice soft, like an angel's. Roberto's huge smile answered Jean's question.