X-Men: The Heart Of A Steel Man

Chapter 27: Son?

Mine. That's the one word that went through piotrs head. The word that fully described her thoroughly. Thinking about this he had sat in her chair, in some black boxers and his hand holding his head up as he leaned on his arm that was on the desk and watched what was his sleep peacefully.

He held a smile as he watched Nina god onto the pillow hat her head was setting on. The blanket over wrapping a little bit over a part of her body, her body showing to him. He just watched her sleep and lifted his arms crossing them.

Thinking he stood up and went over to her, sliding his hand up her leg and up her back setting it down on her shoulder blade and getting on a knee looking at her.

Before wanting to wake her up he snuggled his face into her neck. Slowly brushing his fingers against her face she grunted and tilted her head, opening an eye and seeing him.

"Piotr..." she mumbled softly and smiled, she saw him remove his face and he did the same. They both stared at each other for a bit before she held her arms out and pulled him close.

"Your so comfy"
"Thank you baby..but we have to get up and go get breakfast...come on I'll help you up" she giggled as he picked her up holding her chest to his, placing her legs around his chest.

Closing her eyes she hummed and smiled placing her face into him. He walked over and had tapped on his phone a little and turned on some music making her jolt.

"Come on love, let's get a shower, get dressed breakfast and then we lead on from there." She nodded and he placed her down, taking her hand moving her hands around him a little.

"Are you trying to dance?" She asked and moved with him, hearing laugh come from her.
"Oh come on...dancings gun. Especially half naked you know" he rolled his eyes and turned it up holding onto her.

He moved her to the shower and turned it on warm, hot enough to where she loves it and he won't get burned. He had moved his hands to drop down her clothing and she did the same, helping each other out and getting into the shower, smiling to herself.

As she got in she hummed to herself and closed her eyes, feeling extra warmth from piotrs chest onto her back. She took his arms and wrapped them around herself leaning her head back a little bit, making sure she didn't hit him with her antlers.

He moved his hands down to get her soap and his, admiring the combination of her things and his things together. They had moved his stuff into her room, considering her room was slightly bigger than his.

Currently it's been 3 months, 3 months of being held, being loved and knowing that both of them are there for each other. Currently they had no secrets between each other and hoped it would always stay like that.

Him helping her wash her antlers she shivered and did soft sighs as he moved his hands along her antlers, teasing her softly at moments. Moving his hands down between her legs he placed his thumb against her, slowly moving in-upwards.

Hearing a moan from Nina he chuckled and kissed her cheek.
"Why every time...one touch would make you moan from me. Tell me that" biting her lip she glanced at him.

"Well....first..it comes from you..and I love everything about you. And two...y-you're a large guy...and I love how big your hands are" she whispered and was able to turn to him. Her chest pressing against his.

He hummed and leaned down to her pressing his other hand against her cheek, placing his thumb onto her lip.
"Such a little kinky innocent girl." Blowing her cheeks up she shook her head and huffed.

Finishing up she had pulled on some pretty regular clothes waiting for Piotr to do the same. Watching him she smiled and flattered her pants put stretching

"Let's go get breakfast" he stated and picked her up, walking out the door closing it and walking down the stairs.

As they both got downstairs she was jumping on each stair humming to herself, everyone knew that they were a couple. Some had even thought they would be cute together when they first met, but overall it wasn't the much of a surprise as much as it was.

Looking in the pantries she was trying to find her vegan Oreos. Smiling she had found them and held some to Piotr. Taking a little bit they both sat down and ate some.

"This is not a healthy breakfast, but I guess it's good" Piotr retorted as she split her Oreo.

Later on in the day Piotr was called down to the garage to help with some mechanics as Nina was sitting in her bed reading a book. Sheer Cold to find a bookmark and looked in all the drawers she had, finding a picture she thought would be good but stopped to look at it for a second.

It was Piotr, Piotr had a little boy on his shoulders. Both of them smiling, the boy looked about 10 or maybe younger with short hair, it was a spitting image of Piotr just like a replica of him when he was younger. Looking at it she specifically knew that he had a brother, but not one like this.

It took her a moment before tears came to her eyes and she shook her head. Dropping the picture she locked the door and sat down in the middle of the room. The truth is and was in front of her and she was trying to figure out why, why he hasn't told her, but truly she didn't want to jump to conclusions.

She sat there for almost an hour, having 2 ideas and more. Either that's just a family friend or that's his son, which truly made more sense. Analyzing the picture more, she saw more of a father son resemblance. The hair, the facial structure, the smile and everything about Piotr had poured into the little boy.

She turned he picture over and saw both names.
"Piotr and Peter.." she whispered and began to cry again.
As she sat here she cried over this, not because he just had a son, she probably would've like to met his..son one day, but he fact that he didn't mention him at all, along with what if his mother is taking care of him alone and he's not there to be a good father, and he's with her.

The door had been opened slowly, thinking that the person on the other side had heard her crying she looked up and saw Piotr. Standing up quickly her face was red.
"Why would you lie to me...or Or or not tell me? I-I thought we told each other everything. No...no matter how harsh and horrible it is..."

She began to talk calmly, not wanting to yell at him and maybe get something wrong in the beginning, hoping not to jump to conclusions.
"Nina? I don't lie to you..I never lie to you and yes I do tell you everything. But why are you crying? What is wrong?"

Closing her door he didn't want anyone to see her like this, and seeing as this may turn to an argument.
"You...you never told me you had or have a son...I don't know if he's gone or living with his mother or living on his own or grown up already but you shouldn't be here if you have one. You shouldn't be with me if you have a son and he's not with you.."

"Nina Nina...." he went to her lifting a brow, seeing as she is serious, placing his hands on her arms.
"Listen, I don't have a son. I don't have any children..." she pushed his hands away just a bit.
"Don't lie...he's the spitting image of you. He looks just exactly like you." She pressed the picture in his chest.

"And by the way you're both smiling...I can tell you both know it, you both have the same smile...the same shape...it's like he's cloned. But he's not." She said to him as he took the picture. Shaking his head he got on one knee and looked at her face.

"Nina, Peter is not my son...he's a friends son but not mine I promise....his mother was just a friend and.." he stopped his sentence and clenched his jaw for a second.

"See....you're lying." She started seeing him stiffen. Moving away from him she opened the door but he closed it back taking her hand.
"I will not tolerate you thinking and believing I have a child. A child that is not from us anyway."

She did a small glare, only staying to see if he would state a lie or more or just the truth.

"Yes...yes I had..slept with his mother before he was born but...just because that same year he had been born doesn't mean he is my child. I left before she met his father, then I returned and met him. His father had died. She told me, she showed me who he was and she met him only months after I left and had him. I don't know this resemblance you see between this boy and me but there isn't any....we took this picture because he was fond of me."

Explaining this she had her head down. Her face along with antlers aching softly.
"It's...very coincidental that his name is also Peter now isn't it....your name in American is Peter. How could you not tell with just that clue. And the fact that you slept her the same year she had him. That's all too much of a coincidence...so don't tell and lie to me that you don't have one."

"Nina. I'm telling you now. I swear on my life with you that I don't have a son. I would do anything to stay with you and that means telling you the truth about everything, never lying about something so simple, never hurting you. All this to be with you and I will not abandon that. I will not let a lie slip from my mouth to your ears. So please....listen to me. I don't have a son."