Alone with Xavier

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I start to follow the others but someone tugs my arm where I see it was in fact Charles. "Can we talk alone, Aurora?" He asked and I bite my lip hoping that I don't embarrass myself simply nodding my head yes letting him lead me inside the house.

For the rest of the evening Raven was giving everyone else the tour of the place she called home while I sit on the couch in front of a burning fireplace. Sitting with my knees hugged to my chest hearing Charles entering the room carrying two cups of something. He hands me one cup sitting at the other end of the cough with me facing him on the other end. "You don't have any reason to be nervous around me, Aurora. I uh - I made tea I hope you like it." Slowly lowering my legs to hang off the side of the couch I mumbled taking a sip of the drink. "I've never had any before, thank you." He gives me a warm smile drinking from his allowing some uncomfortable silence to fill the space around us. Holding the cup in my hands I stare at my own reflection in the brown liquid still picturing what I did to those men in Russia this morning. I never wanted to hurt people it just sort of was taught to me. "So I wanted to talk to you about earlier today. What you did to those men." I cut him off whispering in a low tone. "You're gonna call me a monster for it, aren't you...like Shaw always said."

"No. Heavens no. What would make you believe such a thing, love?" He was clearly taken back by my statement sitting his cup down on the table immediately. He scoots closer to me on the couch where I start to feel uncomfortable. "Because I killed those men, Charles. They're - dead because of me." Heat immediately rushed to my cheeks when he gently grabbed my freehand, sitting the cup down on the table with his other. His bright blue eyes never moving off of mine as he spoke softly. "They're not dead, Aurora. They're not you must believe me. I followed you and Erik, I saw what you did. Erik had them dead or wrapped in wire, but you...all you did was make the men calm and go to sleep. But they're very much alive because of your choice." I try scooting back away from him on the couch but hit the armrest. I don't know why I'm acting like I can't talk to a guy. Erik and I get along fine, but then again we don't really talk about what Shaw did to us. The only thing he really talked about was how close we was to tracking down Shaw and killing him after all this time. "So they're not - really - so what does that mean for me?" I stuttered out hoping to focus my mind on the cracking fire instead of how close he is right now or how I might want to kiss him. If his sister could see us she would probably be overjoyed that we almost are kissing.

Charles moved my other hand into his getting me to stop figteting with the end of my shirt out of nervous habit from when I was a child. He squeezes my hands making me actually focus my eyes onto his for a full minute. "It means Aurora. That you're not like Shaw. You're good, there's good inside you I can see it. You just are afraid to let it through because of what you've been through. But I'm here if you ever want to talk. I won't judge you on anything, I promise." The way he talks sounded like he's known me my whole life. But we've only known each other for a couple of weeks in reality. He rubbed his thumb over my hands where I avoided his gaze. Leaning back into the armrest I bite my lip when he spoke up again. "How long have you and Erik known each other?" Sucking in a breath I closed my eyes levitating my cup of tea back into my left hand, needing to hold onto something in case I get emotional and disrupt the Household. "Since I was fourteen...Shaw held us prisoner during WWII. Why do you ask?" He shakes his head leaning his chin in the palm of his freehand, resting his arm on the back of the cough still staring into my eyes. "No reason. You two seem close is all...almost like a couple."

"I wouldn't say we're in a couple relationship...we just always have the others back. And maybe kissed or not only once." Rubbing the back of my neck I chuckled trying to find the right words to say. Honestly I wouldn't even call that we kissed. It was more like he was making sure I was alive after I passed out one day from what they did in the lab. So it was really to save my life more than anything. "I want to try something. Just slow your breath - uh would you mind if I tried?" Charles broke me from my trance waving his fingers around asking could he go into my mind. I give a smile at him asking permission. Raven is right that he's a gentleman, raised right. Closing my eyes I take his freehand in mine without thinking about it. The only sound that can be heard is the fireplace roaring where I squinted one eye open seeing Charles wiping away tears with his sleeve. "Charles I - I knew you shouldn't have seen it - I'm sorry. Maybe I can make you forget or let's talk about something else-" He shakes his head no quickly giving me a response with a croaked voice. "No, no, Aurora...I'm so sorry..."

Shifting my body on the couch I rest my hands on my knees looking down at the wooden floor. Charles runs his fingers through his hair trying to calm his own mind from seeing you scream during torture. Erik's mind was almost the same but it hurt his heart more seeing you in pain. The professor stared out of the corner of his eye watching you. He was beginning to realize he had it bad for you. In this moment the light of the fireplace was brightening your hair making you more beautiful than he already thought. "Aurora, I need to tell you something..." Charles trailed off making me look at him and he scoots a little closer where are knees almost hit each other. His eyes flickered from mine down to my lips causing me to blush lightly. "Charles I - I've never really been - in a relationship with anyone." I mumbled under my breath playing with my hands in my lap. My mind is flying everywhere at the thought of this actually happening. That he might actually kiss me, where he will be my first kiss. "Aurora, I think I'm..."He trailed off starting to lean forward and apparently I did too until the door to the library got thrown opened by his sister. "Charles, Hank wants to know where the lab equipment is!" Charles and I immediately broke away both blushing like tomatoes where he gets to his stuttering and pointing them in the right direction. Slumping back on the couch I run my hands through my hair throwing my head back releasing a long breath I was holding in. I can't believe that almost happened.

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