First Time

Not over you

Chapter 18: Not over you

It was late into the night by the time Xavier returned home, so he wasn't surprised to find the lights off and no signs of Kori. Sometimes she would try to stay up until he returned, other times she would go to bed early. It seemed to him today was one of those times where she called it a night, which was disappointing because he wanted to ask her how her cooking class went.

As he yawned and entered the living room he pondered why she was so insistant upon taking a class to learn how to make a Thanksgiving meal, after all it was just the two of them. As he entered the living room he stripped himself of his black boots, jacket, and grey shirt. With just his jeans and socks on he collapsed onto the couch and shut his eyes. He was too tired and sore to go up the stairs, his day having been an exhausting one. It wouldn't be the first time he has crashed on the couch, so he knew Kori wouldn't mind, and so he allowed himself to sleep in comfort...

Several hours later it was nearly twelve o' clock. Before she ventured down the stairs, Kori had checked Xavier's room to see if he was there. Upon seeing his bed empty she figured he must be asleep in the living room and went to go see him. She was in the mood for pancakes and was hoping that if she woke him up he would make some for her; however her plan came to a halt when she saw him sleeping on the couch shirtless.

She wasn't expecting that.

Seeing a guy shirtless was not a big deal, but for Kori she couldn't help but to be frozen in surprise; especially since the memory of the last time she saw Xavier's bare skin was not a pleasant one. At the moment all she could think about was how grateful she was that he was wearing pants.

It took a moment for Kori to get over her shock. Remembering why she came to his side in the first place, she decided it was time to wake him. Kneeling down before she opened her mouth to speak... but the words died on her tongue.

Xavier; her knight in shining armor, closest friend, and one of Jump City's ultimate bad boys was sleeping peacefully before her. And he looked fascinating. His black hair was cut short, but as Kori brushed her fingers against it she was almost sure it was growing. One arm rested on his stomach and the other fell to the floor, his knuckles brushing against the carpet and Kori noticed just how small her hand was next to his. Her eyes traveled from up his arm to finally land on his rising chest and for the first time ever she was aware of how well built he was. Amongst all of his dazzling features that she was coming to realize for the very first time, the one that nearly knocked her on her butt was the red x tattoo over his heart.

She didn't even know he had a tattoo. That time she had seen him naked she had covered her eyes as quickly as possible to prevent from seeing anything below the belt (not that it helped, but she was trying to remove the image from her mind).

His tattoo was simple but she wondered what the story could be behind it. Why did he get it? Did it hurt? Soon her hand was upon it, as if by touching it she would somehow get her answers, but after making contact with his tattoo she soon lost interest in it. What fascinated her now was the feel of his skin and the beat of his heart. She smiled warmly and shut her eyes to focus on the feeling beneath her hand.

Abruptly, Xavier's hand grabbed her wrist, startling her and causing her to gasp. When her eyes flew open she noticed that his eyes were open as well. She hadn't expected Xavier to wake and blushed in embarrassement, hoping that her hovering over him didn't seem creepy.

"Xavier, I, uh... I was... I mean, I though-"

He yawned, cuting her off, and sat up. He smiled tiredly at her. "Like what you see, cutie?"

She snatched her wrist away from him. "Very funny."

He chuckled and then stretched. "Is it still morning?"