"Hey, where were you? I was getting worried." Bobby asked the minute Rogue entered the room.
'Worried about how Kitty would stop shoving her tongue down your throat if she saw me.' Rogue wanted to respond. Instead, she smiled falsely and responded," I just wanted to take a walk. What you said really stuck to me. You were right, Kitty would never do such a thing." Except when I found her kissing you this morning. "I'm so sorry."
Bobby sighed and got up, nervously running his hands through his hair. "Yeah, about that." Rogue raised her eyebrows. Was he actually going to tell her the truth? Warm feelings slowly bubbled up inside of her. Bobby wouldn't cheat on her and not feel guilty about it, it just wasn't Bobby. Maybe, if he told her and promised to stay away from that pretty little whore, Rogue could consider forgiving him.
"Yeah, um, well," Bobby seemed to hesitate before shaking his head. Rogue's anger flared up, chasing away all former fuzzy feelings. He changed his mind. "I'm really sorry too. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."
"Yeah. Okay." She says shortly, before grabbing some clothes. "I'm tired. I'm going to take a short shower and head to bed."
In bed, she makes sure to sleep as far away from Bobby as possible. Rogue was done with him.
The next morning, when they woke up, Rogue delayed as much as possible. She claimed she was taking another shower, she was blow drying her hair, she was brushing her hair, she was brushing her teeth, until Bobby finally left without her. Rolling her eyes, she finished pulling her shirt on and slipped out of her room, calmly walking by Clarice and James smiling at each other in the corner.
She tells Charles she's going out to the town- not a lie- and heads back to their headquarters.
"I love you." She blurts out to Bobby and immediately flushes when he looks up at her in surprise. He opens his mouth but she hurriedly cuts him off. "I have for years now. I know you're still not over Rogue and I know you only think me a friend but I just think you should at least know." Then she turns and runs leaving a stunned Bobby behind.
The next few days she takes care to avoid him as much as possible, taking as many shifts with Elle as possible, arranging her schedule away from Bobby. Kitty can't see how she could possibly face him after this.
The rest of the mutants that were part of their ragtag team eventually caught on. They were polite enough to not mention anything, but sent confused looks at each other when they thought the two weren't looking.
Bobby sought her out first, and Kitty only narrowly avoided confrontation.
The second time, Bobby trapped her feet in ice. Kitty phased out and ran.
By now, Bobby was slowly losing his patience and everyone held their breath out for the big blowout.
The third time, he convinced Elle to help him, and when she was talking to Elle, he snuck up on her, roughly spun her around, and crashed his lips onto hers. Elle shooed everyone out, before slipping out herself, leaving them alone. He pulls away and moves onto her neck before she could slip away. He's been waiting too long for this, and she's been teasing him for too long.
Kitty finally regains her senses and stumbles away, seeking for something to keep her steady. She breaths in, then out, then in, then out, until finally her erratic breathing slowed down and she could think again.
"What was that?" She sputters, glaring at him. He smiles, a beautiful Bobby smile, and walks closer, hand cupping her face.
"You never gave me the chance to answer." He tilts her head up to look at him.
"I love you too." And then their lips meet and all was right for a few seconds.
Kitty jolts awake, breathing hard. Her hand slowly raises up and brushes across her lips, swearing that she could still feel Bobby's lips gently pressing up against hers.
She shakes her head, still feeling muddled. No, that was in the vision, not in her reality. Kitty lets herself fall back onto her bed, loneliness and want sweeping across her again. She thought it had gotten better, that they had stopped.
Tears slowly rolled down her face as she finally remembered, Bobby was with Marie. She had let herself go for a precious few hours but now she had to reign herself in. Bobby was not hers, and Bobby would never be hers. He was happy with Marie, and Marie was happy with him.
What a mess.
She rolled over and sighed.
It was going to be a long night.
