Feathers || x-men x gn!reader

Train station

Logan arrives at the train station. He stepped into the dimly lit train car, his rugged boots thudding softly against the metal floor. The rhythmic clatter of the train on the tracks echoed around him, the dim, flickering lights casting shadows that danced on the walls

As he moved down the aisle, his keen senses picked up the faint scent of Rogue—her familiar presence drawing him to the seat where she sat

"Hey, kid." Logan softly spoke as they approached, her head turning to look at him

Logan sat down next to her and they sat in silence for a moment "Sorry about last night." Logan spoke up

"Me too" rouge said with a faint smile on her face

"You running again?" Logan asked, trying to get her to talk

Rogue took a deep breath "I heard that the professor was mad at me." She admitted

"Well who told you that?" Logan asked

"A boy at school" She answered

Meanwhile, outside the train, Cyclops and Storm arrived at the station. The platform was bustling with people, but both X-Men were focused, scanning the crowd for Rouge

"You look around. i'll check with the ticket agent" Storm said. She didn't wait for a response, trusting Cyclops to handle his part of the search as she turned and made her way to the ticket booth.

Cyclops nodded. His eyes scanned every face, every corner, looking for any sign of Rogue

"You think I should go back?" Rogue assumed, looking at Logan

"No, I think you should follow your instincts." Logan responded. It was quiet again for a moment before Rogue got the courage to speak her mind

"The first boy I ever kissed ended up in a coma for three weeks. I can still feel him inside my head, and it's the same with you"
Rogue began to tear up, Logan put an arm around her, pulling her into a side hug with his hand on her head

"There's not many people that'll understand what you're going through, but I think this guy Xavier's one of them. He seems to genuinely want to help you, and that's a rare thing... for people like us" However, the sentimental little moment would very soon come to an end as the train rumbled and creaked, starting to move

"So what do you say? Give these geeks one more shot? Come on. We'll take care of you." Logan tried to convince her

"You promise?" Rouge asks and he answered yes, that he did promise

Going back to Scott and Oror, As Scott continued his search, something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. A young boy, no more than seven or eight years old, stood a few feet away, staring up at Cyclops with wide, curious eyes

The boy's face was a picture of innocence, his mouth slightly open in awe as he took in the sight of the tall, (handsome) uniformed man with the strange red visor

Cyclops paused, momentarily taken aback by the intensity of the child's gaze. He wasn't used to such attention from children, usually, it was adults who gave him wary or suspicious looks. But this boy seemed fascinated rather than fearful

He turned slightly toward the kid and kid smiled and him. Scott gave him a gentle, reassuring smile back. For a brief moment, the noise and chaos of the train station seemed to fade away, replaced by this simple, innocent exchange