A Whole Bunch of Ships

Colossus and Angel Dust 2

Request from @kgibbi13

I am so sorry for the long wait. College dragged me into its lair and I didn't have a flashlight to find my way out. It was a scary place.
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Was he really being overprotective? Why shouldn't he be? Everyone treated her so badly. So mean. Or was that all in his head? She was trying her best to be good. Of course sometimes she'd give in and maybe break something, or someone. But she was trying. But he could swear that lately anytime they went out on a mission some people would look at her funny. Even in the mansion.

And that wasn't the only thing bothering his thoughts. Sometimes people looked at her for too long.Of course he couldn't blame them, she was beautiful, even he stared sometimes. But lately she looked like she was glowing. And apparently everyone noticed. But at least he had an excuse, they were together after all. But when other people stared it made his blood boil. He didn't want anyone else looking at her. Especially in her suit. It was tight and made it distracting, even more so when she didn't zip it all the way. It frustrated him sometimes.

And then a new recruit came in. He was a tall boy, twenty one, skinny but athletic, good looking, apparently he could hear from a distance and hear things a human can't, and some type of xray vision that can only see a lifeforce, thank God for that. But he was getting too close to Angel. He followed her everywhere. Training, lunch, even to their dorm room! It didn't help that Angel let him follow her around. And when they train he would take every opportunity to touch her. He knew exactly what the boy wanted. He thinks he's so slick. God he hated him.

"Wow I've never seen you brood before." Came her voice from the door to their room. He turned his head to find her leaning on her side, smirking. And alone. That's the first.

What a sight he must've made. Sitting in a chair in his room staring endlessly at the wall and looking like a kid that got his candy taken away.

Sighing he fell deeper in his chair, well,  at least as deep as he can go anyways, being so big and the chair so small. He heard the door close and her steps come closer until her arms wrapped around his neck from behind, hands sliding down his chest.

"What's eating at you big guy?" She asked kissing his cheek.

He should tell her. Tell her how mad he got when everyone stared at her and how he hated her suit being left open by even an inch for everyone to see and how much he wanted to throw the boy into the next dimension.

"Nothing." He said instead. He heard her chuckle and walk around him till she slid into his lap and she was looking into his eyes, still smirking.

"Liar."  She said laying her head on his shoudler and sliding her hand up over his heart. "Tell me."

He knew if he didn't tell her she'd get mad and would ignore him all day and possibly all week until he'd give in. He didn't like her being mad and closed off. Then things would break and everyone would avoid her. Can't blame them though, she's pretty scary mad. And then she'd sleep in her own room, giving that boy even a greater chance to slip into her bed.

No, he wouldn't let that happen. Not while he still breathed. He'd rip him apart.

"I hate that boy." The words came out before he even realized he said them.

Angel raised her head, shocked. "Sammy? Why?"

"He's too close. And touchy."

She blinked at him and then smiled. "Are you jealous?"

"No." He said quickly.

"You are. My big boys jealous."

He huffed and looked away. "And I don't like how poeple have been looking at you when you have that suit on. In fact I don't like how they've been looking at you at all. Its like their waiting for something to happen and if not that then their staring at you in that suit and it's annoying cause I see their eyes drifting to places that makes me want to rip them out of their sockets. And that boy isn't helping either. He's always following you, always trying to find a way to touch you and I see how he looks at when you look away. At some point he's gonna try something and I'm going to get fired and kicked out and possibly imprisoned for murder. I hate that everyone's making me feel this way." Letting it all out felt good but now he couldn't breathe right.