a/n: RIP alex summers. you would've loved watching your two idiots fall in love
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"You look upset."
"I am upset... I knew I should've gone with Alex and Charles to the CIA, but they don't want me there."
"Lyla, you set off every metal detector in the area and your presence could make the President hide." Jean pointed out and flicked my forehead. "It's quite funny whenever it happens and someone runs away scared."
"And whose fault was that? I was dragged to that tank against my will." I shrugged, letting my claws grow just a bit past my knuckles before retracting them, watching as the wounds healed instantly.
"Does it hurt? Because it looks like it does."
"Excruciating pain every single time, but you get used to it and ignore after a while. When they were bone, it hurt a lot less but it still did."
"And the adamantium?"
"Severely toxic and I might die from metal poisoning eventually, but it's fine. I don't have the same amount of adamantium as Dad does, so it's probably fine." I said and leaned back against the tree trunk. "It's a whole thing that I don't wanna get into."
"Is that why you howl in your sleep?" She teased and I rolled my eyes.
"I don't howl, I'm not a dog... Though Alex says I'm a rabid chihuahua every once in a while but it's because he finds joy in annoying me to no end."
"It's the fangs."
"Not necessarily something I have control over." I pointed out as she stood up. "You have class already?"
"Physics and if I'm late again, he might make me calculate the velocity of how fast he's gonna fail me." Jean laughed and grabbed her books. "Pretty boy in red glasses coming your way. Good luck."
"I hate you!" I called out and she bowed before walking away. "I hope both sides of your pillow are boiling hot tonight!"
