Marvel Imagines And One-Shots || Part Two

You And Me Got A Whole Lot Of History (Charles X x Reader)

Prompt: You are best friends with Charles Xavier and have been since you were young. When the 'accident' occurs and Charles is rendered paralyzed, you have a choice: Stay with him or your big brother Erik Lehnsherr. 

Warnings: Mentions of sex, swearing, maybe some sadness

Requested By: hepburnmercuryfan

A/N: I am so sorry it took so long and that I've been on a hiatus, some stuff happened but hopefully I'm back! 

Also I'm sorry if this sucks 'cause it's late and I'm really tired. Thank you for requesting dear!
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You smile and rock on your heels as Charles continues to explain something to another friend. You watched his mouth as he spoke, the smile that curved on his lips when he noticed you, and the way his eyes sparkled. You just couldn't get enough, but you knew you couldn't act upon it. 

You two had been friends ever since you could remember and you both became even closer (if that was possible) after you and your brother were separated. You hadn't seen him since you were five, but Charles told you he was fine. 

For some reason, you couldn't get yourself to talk to him even though everyone was coming together to try and stop Shaw from starting a nuclear war and taking over the world. You knew that the days were counting down until the 'big battle' would take place. You couldn't explain how you knew, but something was just telling you that something was happening and that it was going to be bad. That's why you spent all the time that you could trying to talk to anyone you could before time ran out.

You run a tired hand through your hair as you fall against the wall, but his voice pulls you away from your thoughts. "Y/N? Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine." You smile while tipping your head to the side. "Just...lost in thought I guess." 

"I know." He replies with a smile of his own. "The abilities, remember?"

"How could I forget." You roll your eyes but deep down, you were freaking out because of the thoughts that you'd just had about him. 

"I have to tell you something." Charles sighs while sadly shaking his head. "We're leaving tomorrow-"

"Leaving? Why?" You interrupt. 

"It's nothing." He shakes his head. "At least...we think." 

"That's not reassuring." You groan. "When will we be leaving?"

"No, us...I can't let you come." Charles states.

"Why not?" You demand. 

"Because...I can't tell you." He bites his lip. "But I promise, it's for a good reason." 

"Then tell me it." You order. 

"Instead..." He trails off while tipping his head to the side. "I want to discuss other matters."

"Other matters?" You inquire.

"I heard you." Charles smiles.

"Heard me?" Your eyes widen but he just smirks as he grabs your hand and starts to lead you down the hall. No way, this wasn't happening. Charles Xavier was leading you to his bedroom. Charles Xavier was laying you down on his bed. Charles Xavier was kissing you himself. 

**Time Skip brought to you by Logan meeting Deadpool in an epic mashup** 

Your heart was broken. Charles was hurt, your brother was gone, and your best friend went with him. The doctors said Charles may never be able to walk again, ever, and you were carrying the biggest secret of them all. 

Yes, you probably guessed it reader. You were pregnant with Charles Xavier's baby. You sigh and run a hand through your hair again, it was messy beyond belief but you honestly couldn't give a damn at the moment. Out of the blue, Charles had decided to start a school for mutants and he hasn't spoken to you since. 

You had begun to think that he was maybe ignoring you on purpose because he was afraid for you to see him in the wheelchair that you'd heard he was in or your mind was trying to convince you that he just didn't want to see you again. 

"Y/N?" A voice questions, causing you to snap your head up towards its source. 

"Erik?" Your voice cracks. 

"I don't have much time." He shakes his head. "I came to get you, to take you with me." 

"T-to take me with you?" You stutter. "Where?"

"Y/N." Erik shakes his head. "You know where." 

"Erik." You shake your head as tears start to stream down your cheeks again. "I...I c-can't." 

"Why not?" He demands.

"Because Charles." You reply. "He...I can't leave him."

Erik's jaw tightens but he sighs and nods his head before opening his arms for you to hug him. Instantly, you rush forward and wrap your arms around his torso, just like you had when you were younger. "Y/N, just name your child after me. Okay?"

"Fat chance." You roll your eyes as you both pull away from one another. 

"Oh come on!!" He whines with a smile. "Erik is a great name!"

"And if it's a girl?" You raise your eyebrows.

"Erik is a great name." He repeats, you shake your head. "Take care of him, okay?"

"Okay." You smile. "Please come visit...even if you are...you know."

"We may not be able to do this like this." Erik shakes his head. "But I will try."

"Thanks big bro." You reply. 

"Now go talk to Charles. Before I found you, I was searching other places and listened to a lot of interesting conversations." He chuckles. "Go to him."

"Seriously?" You scoff. "When are you ever going to change?"

"Never." Erik smiles before turning away. "Go to him, Y/N."

"Yeah yeah." You groan. "I'll find him." 

** Time Skip brought to you by Charles moving his legs with his mind because your author is trash**

You slowly walk into the makeshift office, your eyes never leaving the back of Charles' head. He was staring out the window, seemingly deep in thought. His fingers were curled by his cheek and his head was moving slightly as if he were talking to himself yet you could not hear anything.

"Is it true?" Charles questions before you can even shut the door.

"What?" You demand.

"Is it true?" He repeats.

"Well, I wasn't going to tell you this way." You scoff while crossing your arms as he slowly turns around to face you. "But yes."

"I'm sorry, Y/N." Charles shakes his head. "It is my-"

"No, stop." You interrupt. "Charles, I love you and I've loved you for years. I need to know if you feel the same way, because if you don't then I need to pack my bags and soon."

"Pack your bags?" Charles raises his eyebrows as he gets really close to you. "No, Y/N."

"Charles." You purse your lips but he doesn't say anything. Instead he pulls you onto his lap and smashes his lips onto your own. You were going to take that as a yes. You and Charles were going to have this baby and you were sure as hell going to be happy.