MARVEL ONESHOTS

Nice to meet you.((Charles Xavier x Reader))

WARNINGS: NONE

A/N: Hi, everyone! Just wanted to say thank you all for reading this crappy book, and sorry for the slow updates. My life is kinda insane right now, so that's why I haven't been around. Also, this X-Men oneshot will have younger Charles Xavier, like, First Class era Charles. Before he was paralyzed. Enjoy!

Uhg, why was school so awful? You woke up late, drank about a pot and a half of coffee, and now you. Had to go study for a test that was happening tomorrow.

Throwing on a hoodie and some jeans, you grabbed your bag and speed walked out the door of your small dorm. Cold air pricked at your skin, as you sipped the coffee you had poured into an old water bottle.

You pushed open the doors to the university, warm air surrounding you. Students and professors walked the halls, everyone rushing to get from one place to another.

You trudged your way through the halls, rubbing your eyes and yawning. You were so tired, you thought you were going to collapse right there in the hall.

You finally reached the library. Finding a small table in the corner of the room, you sat down, took your books out of your bag, letting them hit the surface of the table with a dull thud.

You picked up the one off the top, and began the nightmare that is studying. But little did you know, that you had caught the eye of a certain blue eyed telepath.

Charles Xavier had been watching you ever since you entered the library. He even looked inside your head, and felt kind of sorry for you.

He had right to feel sorry, too. With all the work and pressure they put on you, who wouldn't get stressed? He decided to go talk to you, and possibly help you.

He grabbed a history book off the shelf, and walked up to you. He watched as you sipped coffee and desperately tried to keep your eyes open.

"Excuse me..." Charles' charming voice said. You looked up at him. He smiled a little bit, pushing his mess of dark wavy hair back on his head.

"Uh, I just wanted to ask if you're taking the finals test tomorrow?" He asked. You looked him up and down and nodded.

"Yeah... I am." You said. Charles sat in the chair across you, placing the book on the table.

"I thought I'd bring you this." He said, referring to the book, "Page 394. It has everything you need."

You looked at him for a while. Was this real or are you just really tired and going crazy? Did a super cute British guy just help you.

You then smiled a little.

"Uh,Thanks..." You said, placing the book in the pile, "What's your name?"

"Charles Xavier." He said, holding out his hand to shake, which you did, "And what is your name, love?"

"(Y/N) (L/N)." You said, "Nice to meet you, Charles."

Charles smiled brightly.

"(Y/N)..." He sighed, "Such a pretty name. Fittingly.for a pretty lady."

He pressed a kiss to your hand, causing you to blush. This dude was such a charmer.

"Hey, I've never seen you around here before. Are you new?" You asked. Charles smiled sadly and shook his head.

"Unfortunately, I'm just here for a meeting. I do wish I came here, now that I've met you." He said. You blushed again and laughed a little.

"Wow, such flattery." You chuckled. Charles' eyes locked onto yours for a moment.

"Y'know, (Y/N), if you need help studying, I would gladly do so." He said. You smiled a little bit.

"How much would it cost?" You asked, still smiling.

"Dinner with me? My treat, of course." Charles said, looking at you hopefully. You tapped your chin, pretending to think.

"I think we can work something out, 'Professor'. You smirked.