Read My Mind (Charles Xavier X Shy!Reader)

Don't Laugh!

"Ow!" You muttered in annoyance as you backed out from under the table. You stood and placed the paper you had been searching for on its surface. When you heard a laugh from somewhere behind you, you turned to glare at them. It was Charles...

Your glare changed to a pout, and you scolded, "Don't laugh! It hurt!" You rubbed your head, even though the pain had already subsided. He laughed again and stepped closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. With a smirk, he replied, "Would you like me to kiss it better?" Before you could reply, he began to attack your neck with kisses. You gasped and began to protest, "No! Wait! Charles stop!" He pulled away and asked with exasperation, "Why?" You quickly used his distraction to slip around him, with the paper in your hand. Without pause, you replied, "Because. I'm helping Hank with something." Charles sighed and raised an eyebrow.

"Really? And what are you helping him with?"

"A formula or something." You waved your hand dismissively. "And he asked me to bring this paper to him," you added.

"Well, can't it wait?" Charles asked, taking a step closer to you.

"No actually. It quite important." You smiled playfully at Charles, and took a step back, getting closer to the door. He glared back just as playfully. You took another step towards the door and added, "He really does need these notes, Charles. I'm afraid you'll have to comfort me later."

Charles matched you and came closer as well. But it was too late. You threw open the door and took off down the hall. Charles threw his hands in the air and shouted after you, "Really?! Come on Y/N!" You laughed as you continued to rush away, shouting over your shoulder, "See you later, Charles!"