Scott and Bobby annoying Hank because he walks in on naked snuggles?
So it's more Bobby annoying Hank than Scott because I honestly couldn't see Scott doing anything like that.
Hank brought his hands up to his face, crying out in horror. He turned on his heels and slammed the door shut behind him. He could hear, from the other side of the door, one of the occupants laughing nervously and the other swearing. A few thumps and curses went by before the door opened, Scott nervously peering at Hank from behind his glasses. He had struggled to pull a shirt on, thus causing it to be backwards. He was in briefs. His cheeks were bright red and he looked like he was about to vomit. Scott brushed his hair out of his face, one, two, three, four, five times before taking a deep breath. "Please don't tell anyone."
Hank took a deep breath, placing his abnormally large hand on Scott's shoulder. "You've gotten me sworn to secrecy, but… please. Never subject me to sights like that again. I do not think I will ever be able to properly cleanse my brain of that moment."
Scott slumped in relief, a sigh leaving him. "Oh thank god, Hank. You are a great friend. And I am so, so sorry. Bobby said he locked the door and I didn't even think– I am so sorry."
Hank shook his head, cheeks still red from everything. "No, no, I'm sorry. I should have knocked. Have fun doing… whatever that was. I'm going to go study until all I can see are numbers and not… naked… bodies."
Bobby let out a snort from behind Scott, the sheet from their bed pulled up around his waist, but that alone being the only thing covering him. "Jeez, Hank. Stumbling across naked bodies would be a godsend, don't you think?"
"Not when it's your naked body," he snapped back, face turning red again as he hurried away, head in hands.
Scott turned to Bobby who was smiling a large, toothy grin. "No, don't even think about," Scott ordered. Bobby's smile only grew wider as he pulled Scott into the room, nuzzling his neck. "Leave poor Hank alone," he said, fingers dancing up Bobby's spine.
"Oh, you know I could never do that," Bobby laughed. "It's too against my nature. He's never going to live this down."
"That means we won't either," Scott countered, making a small noise when Bobby leaned up to nibble on his ear.
"Yeah, but Hank is one to keep his promises; he won't tell anyone. Now come on, I think we were kissing before someone walked in on us and I'd really like to do that some more." He reached behind Scott and locked the door. "And this time, I really did lock the door."
Hank was concentrating on a set of logarithms that could possibly help get the original X-men back to the past. He heard footsteps but he was so concerned about his studies that they didn't register until a cold hand landed on his shoulder. "Hank, buddy, chill." Bobby snickered at his own bad joke. Hank turned to glare at him but found the expression was only half-hearted. "I just wanted to thank you for earlier, you know?"
Hank sighed. "Bobby, what you and Scott do is none of my business–"
"No. It's not. But, we come from a time where… where what Scott and I were doing wasn't really okay and you just accepted us."
"Bobby I'm sure you would have frozen me solid if I didn't."
Bobby laughed, slinging his arm around Hank's shoulder and peering at the math in front of him. "Nah, but it would have sucked to go back home and have you hate me because of it…" He stopped. "Think the professor knows I'm gay?"
Hank shrugged, trying to focus back on the math with Bobby there was like trying to keep Pickles away from pizza. Impossible. "Bobby, you're my friend and I really appreciate you coming in here to thank me and all but I'm–"
"Really busy, yeah Scott said the same thing. Which is why he'll probably be here in a few moments to yell at me for annoying you." He pointed at something, frowning. "That's not right," he said. "Those numbers aren't right."
Hank rolled his eyes. "Bobby, I'm the mathematical genius here, I'm certain that… oh… They aren't."
Bobby smiled. "See! I'm not as stupid as everyone assumes I am. I took some pretty advanced math classes back before joining the X-men." He shrugged. "And over there, shouldn't that be log of x not log of y?"
Hank muttered under his breath as he reviewed the work Bobby was pointing at. His eyes narrowed and he turned back to Bobby. He opened his mouth to say something when Scott came walking in, frowning. "Bobby, I told you to leave Hank alone. He's working on important stuff."
Bobby shrugged and pulled away from Hank, wrapping his arms around Scott's waist. "Alright, fine, you win. Let's go somewhere else and leave Hank alone with his work." He winked at Hank from behind Scott. "I'm sure he doesn't want my help anyways."
They left and Hank stared at the door with utter disbelief on his face.
If you didn't figure it out, Bobby decided his revenge for Hank not knocking was that he was going to find the errors in Hank's work and then not help him past that. He likes living in this time bc he gets to have naked cuddling with Scott. Sorry it's not the best, I've been stressing but I really needed this fluff