X-men One Shots

Beast/Reader

A/n: The song your singing is Million Years Ago by Adele. This is one of my favorites to sing. Also this is like a modern one shot were you are Beast's roommate because he found you in an alleyway hurt.
Also this is when Beast is in X-men first class.

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I only wanted to have fun. Learning to fly learning to run. But I let my heart decide the way when I was young. Deep down I must of always known that this would be inevitable. To earn my strips I'd have to pay and bare my soul.'

While singing your favorite song in the shower, you washed your (h/l) (h/c). Rinsing it out, you continued singing.

I know I'm not the only one, who regrets the things they've done. Sometimes I just feel its only me, who can stand the reflection that they see. I wish I could live a little more. Look up to the sky not just the floor. I feel like my life is flashing by and all I can do is watch and cry. I miss the air I miss my friends, I miss my mother, I miss it when life was a party to be thrown but that was a million years ago.

As the last of that verse played out, you cut the water off and wrapped a towel around you. Stepping out you walked over to the fogged up mirror. You wiped off the steam and looked at your reflection. Looking into your eyes, you realized that you had been crying. The reason being is because that song is telling your life story. Suddenly you heard a knock on the door.

"You okay in there (y/n)?" your roommate Hank said.

"Oh....um yeah, I'm fine" trying to sound neutral.

"Oh okay. I'm in the kitchen if you need me." he said hesitantly.

"Okay." you said back.

After you get done drying off and moisturizing, you slipped on a pair of sweatpants and your (f/c) tank top. Walking out of the bathroom, you headed for the kitchen.

"You hungry? I can fix you something." Hank said.

"Um sure," you thought for a second, "um Hank?"

"Yeah (y/n)."

"Is it okay i-if I make you something instead. I-i'm a good cook, but if you don't won't me to then I won't its ok-"

"You can I don't mind." Hank said interrupting your rant.

"Okay." you said and walked into the kitchen. Looking in the fridge you grabbed the butter, some cranberry sauce, brie, and 4 slices of bread. You took out a pan and set it on the stove. After cutting it on, you started to butter the bread then put some cranberry sauce on top. Drizzling some balsamic vinegar on top, you put the second piece of bread on the pan. You grabbed the fish out of Tue fridge and placed it on the pan. You cooked it  until golden brown. Placing it on the cheeses you cooked it until the bread and cheese were just right. You placed both sandwiches on a plate and cut everything off.

Grabbing the food, you walked in the living room seeing Hank watching  some science show on TV while sitting on the couch. Looking over his shoulder he smiled.

"I knew I heard you." he said, "Wow that smells really good. What is it?"

"Oh um....... its a pan-fried brie sandwich with fish. Is that okay you aren't allergic to fish are you?!" you asked.

"No, I'm not and yeah that's fine." he said with a smile.

"Well here you go." you said giving him the food. Waiting for his reaction, you sat down beside him on the couch. You looked up at him and waited. He took a bite and chewed. His eyes widened as he stared at his sandwich and up you.

"Wow this is amazing (y/n)!" Hank said taking more bites.

"Thank you but its the least I could for everything you've done for me." you said while your eyes were watering.

"Hey no worries." he looked up and saw your face.

"Hey whats wrong (y/n)?" Hank said scooting closer to you and wrapped you into a hug.

"Y-you take me in and help me yet I can't even tell you why I was in that alleyway." you said breaking down.

"Its okay you don't have to tell-"

"No (sniff) I need to tell you." you said interrupting him.