winter kithes | ororo monroe

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Y/N looked out the window in the big livingroom as she tightened her grip around her warm hot chocolate mug. It was Sunday, just 15 days until Christmas and everyone seemed to have gotten into the holiday spirit. The mansion was decorated from floor to ceiling with beautiful and sparkling decorations from every culture and nation they had students from including Native American, African, European and Asian decorations. 

Xavier sat further back in the big room, towards the wall of books and the fireplace and was reading while Christmas music was playing from the stereo and she smelled chocolate and chicken coming from the kitchen where dinner was being prepared under Jean and Remy's watchful eyes.

She returned to look out the window. Everywhere she looked the landscape had been painted white with snow. Ice crystals had formed on the window and made beautiful patterns, ice taps hang from the house's roof, and the snow lay as a blanket over the naked bushes and trees.

The falling snow was small and fine, if she concentrated she could see the small star shaped snowflakes fall towards the ground. The snow was falling heavily now as it had for the last few days and she couldn't see further than some 40 meters. The snow would reach her to her knees now and it was still falling.

She followed some of the students with her eyes as they were playing in the snow, saw Kitty and Bobby in a somewhat unfair snowball fight as Bobby simply made the snowballs with his powers. 

She had sent Logan out to keep an eye on the students and she saw Logan was doing his best to try and escape a rain of snowball attacks led by Rogue and Jubilee. Y/N smiled as she saw Logan fall and Rogue jump onto him, throwing snow on his face and laughing. 

They rolled around together until Logan succeeded in getting some snow inside Rogue's coat and she cried out and got up from him, playfully treating him with all kinds of misery until she had gotten her revenge.

"They look happy," Ororo's voice sounded from behind her. She smiled and turned around to face her. She was in tight pants and a half long blouse with decorations round its V-neck. Though the fire was sparkling in the living room it was only because of her mutation which prevented her from ever feeling cold that she could wear such clothes. Y/N herself wore long pants and a warm woolen turtleneck.

"Do you want to take a walk in the snow, with me?" Ororo asked softly. Y/N studied her face to try and find out why she asked but she looked at the playing students, a small smile around her lips.

"Okay," she agreed.

Y/N drank the rest of her hot chocolate and Ororo took her now empty mug and went to place it in the dishwasher. She went with her and waited for her as she came out of the kitchen.

"Come," she said and took her hand as she guided her through the hallway and towards one of the mansions back doors. She spotted her cape hanging next to the door and took it for her and held it out to her. She easily slipped into it and turned around to face her. 

Something made Y/N reach out and fasten her cape around her neck, her fingers barely brushing against her skin. She stepped back and enjoyed the sight of her, the cape was made in wool but had fur edges all the way around it. She noticed her eyes on her and took up the hood on the cape, making it frame her face beautifully with its furry edges. She looked like a princess...no, a snow queen. She smiled at her while she pulled on her boots.

"Don't you have a coat?" she asked and Y/N shook her head and remembered to remove the big smile that had played over her lips. She looked around to find it and frowned irritated when she saw that several students had just thrown their coats on the floor next to the door, just below the hangers. 

She bent down to pick up the coats and hang them up so they weren't destroyed laying on the floor but Ororo was quicker. With a wave of her hand she called a wind to her and the coats flew up and hang themselves on the hangers. Y/N smiled widely; she had known just what she had wanted to do. She found her coat on the hanger and pulled it on, finding some warm boots to put on as well.

"Let's go," she said and opened the door and held it open for her. She nodded her thanks as she stepped through the door and she followed behind, closing the door behind her. They began to walk towards the forest on the back of the property and though they could hear the students playing on the other side of the house their voices soon died out and only the peaceful song of birds could be heard.

 As they walked Y/N cast stolen looks towards Ororo and saw that she was floating just a little above the snow, making it look like she was walking on air. With a beautiful cape and regal bearing her walk made her compare her to a vision from a dream or fantasy.

"At home we didn't have snow. The first time I made it snow I thought it was gifts from the sky," Ororo said, her voice low, remembering yet it ran loud in the stillness. 

Her breath was visible in the cold winter air and without thinking Y/N laid her arm around her as if to warm her before he remembered she couldn't feel the cold. She let her hand stay around her waist. She pretended not to notice.

"In a way they are. There's something magical about snow," Y/N said softly. "Something..romantic, she added quietly. 

Something that made her feel happy, carefree...like anything could happen.

"Yes...something romantic," she whispered and turned to smile at her. She smiled back, a little taken back. 

"Come," she reached out her hand for her. Curious she withdrew the hand she had held around her and laid it in hers. She smiled and the next thing she knew she felt her feet lift from the ground, free of the snow. She was now walking on air, or rather on top of the snow just like she.

"Wow," was all she could get out. This was... she looked down at her feet, just above the snow this was amazing. She laughed, a rich pearly sound of happiness as she withdrew her hand.

"Noooooo," fearful she tried to reach for her again; afraid she would fall down.

"It's okay. I'll never let you fall," she promised and she calmed down, seeing she wasn't falling anywhere. Instead Ororo called a wind to her, snowflakes dancing in the air. She made the wind fly around them, the snow making a circle around them as the snowflakes formed a spiral around them and Y/N felt herself being gently pushed closer to Ororo. 

It was like a magical dance as the flakes sparkled in the sunlight, surrounding them, binding them together. It was indescribably beautiful, it was magical. 

She smiled at her as if she knew her thoughts. She felt herself being lifted higher up into the air. She fought the fear for falling down and smiled at her, believing in her as she lifted them both  meters into the air. 

More rings of snowflakes danced around them. The wind took in her cape, making it fly around her and it played with her hair. She looked stunning and just like the Goddess she had been worshipped as.

Y/N nodded and reached out for her. She laid her hand in hers and she pulled her close, feeling a tingling inside at the touch, at flying and having her so close.

"I see you," she mumbled and looked at her face, taking in the color play, taking in how beautiful she looked in her color and she found that she already looked stunning; she didn't need colors, she had an inner glow that made her look beautiful in anything.

"Do you?" she whispered and pressed herself closer to her and she laid her arms around her. The rings of snow flew faster around them, more rings joining them, forming a spiral. She took her under the chin and lifted her face up so he could look her in the eyes.

"Yes, I do," she said softly and bent down, her lips meeting Ororo's. At first the kiss was trying, soft but then it became more sure, loving and deep as she pulled her close and deepened the kiss.

Above them a rainbow exploded in colors and small frozen raindrops like crystals sprang out above their heads, the snowflakes danced around them and the sun smiled to them...matching Ororo's happiness and the love she felt in her heart. 

The love she now knew was returned and she knew, they both knew that it would be the best Christmas ever.

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