Charles Xavier x reader fanfictions

Come back to me

Warnings: mentions of drug use.
Slight coarse Language. Glass breaking.
H/c= hair colour
C/n= code name
Y/m= your mutation
Y/O/I/L= your own independent line. (I couldn't be bothered)

I can't really remember what happened in first class so just bare with the inaccuracies.

Charles was working up a sweat the light hitting his fair skin.
"Charles come, follow me." Your voice lingered.
"Erik! Charles!" The screams of terror filled his head and he jolted out of bed.
He looked down to his sweat stained shirt and over to the nightstand, where the picture of you and Raven sat, untouched.. for years.

That day in Cuba haunted him
He lost Raven, his stone. The person who kept him grounded.
Erik, his hope for a better future.
And you, his soul..

He rolled out of bed and ran his fingers through his hair.
"2:30am, really y/n?" He stared at your picture then decided to turn it over. He reached into his desk draw and grabbed a syringe out of a red wooden box and held it between his fingers.
"You know-"
Charles jumped and dropped the glass needle, smashing the serum all over the ground.
"Hank!" He yelled, shakily sitting down.
"You know, you could find them. If you chose not to use this." Hank held up a box with another 2 needles.
"I need it."
"I know not to argue with you, Charles but-"
"Then don't!" Charles yelled and hank set the box on the table and left.
'Think of a comforting thought' he said to himself.
Your h/c hair in the sun that morning, was that comforting thought.
It reminded him how things were so perfect before they went so wrong.
The calm before the storm.
He injected himself with the serum and looked up to the ceiling as the drugs effect started to work.
A shiny object caught the corner of  his eye and Charles pulled something out of an old pencil tin.
An engagement ring.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You smirked covering your face.
"Because I'm looking at the most beautiful mutant in all the world." Charles pulled you to his side and kissed your forehead.
"Yellow, really isn't my colour."
"I think you look hot." His hands lowered on your waist.
"Perv." You slapped his hands away and started to walk down to the air base.
"Everyone else thinks so, so why can't I?" He chuckled following you.
"This is a serious mission, not a sex expedition." You opened the doors and the golden light flooded in.
Your h/c hair flowed with a golden tinge from the sun as the wind surrounded your form.
"It could be both."
"You'd like that wouldn't you, Charles." You giggled and took his hand.

"Whys everyone looking at me?"
All the boys averted their eyes and Raven laughed
"Because you look hot."
"Yellow and blue is totally not my colour, Raven." You laughed and looked up at the jet standing before you.
"A fight to save mutants."
"And humanity." Charles finished your sentence and pecked your cheek.
"I guess it's time to save the world." Alex laughed.
Everyone started to get on the jet but Charles pulled you aside.
"What are you-"
Charles kissed you and slipped a ring on your finger. You slowly broke apart and you looked down to your hand shocked.
"Guess I should ask. Will you marry me?"
"Do I have a choice?" You smirked pretending to think.
"No." Charles laughed,
"Well I say yes anyway.." you linked your arms behind his neck.
"I know." He mumbled kissing you deeply.

Charles awoke to a face full of porridge.
"You awake now, Charles?" Hank chuckled.
"Pass me a cloth." Charles grumbled as hank chucked him a cloth to wipe his face.
"You feeling okay? You fell asleep on or should I say, in your breakfast."
"I'm fine hank." He grumbled leaving the kitchen.

Charles slammed his door shut and poured a glass of whiskey for himself, looking out the window at the grey rainy world.
He looked back to your turned over picture, then to the ring on his desk.
He walked over to the picture and picked up the frame.
It was you smiling out the front of the oxford university.
Raven snapped the photo just before Charles was announced, Professor Charles Xavier, while you stepped outside for some fresh air.