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Mutant Power: Water Manipulation
You've been a member of the X-men for the last 3 years. Yes, that's almost 3 years you've had a crush on Henry McCoy.
I mean, how could you not? He was so sweet, and always put aside time for you whenever you needed it. He's also, like, insanely hot...
While you do have a huge soft spot for Hank, everyone had given you a warm welcome when you joined of course, this team was your family. More of a family than your parents; who called you a freak for doing 'tricks' with their drinks.
You'd make frequent trips to the lab, knowing all too well there would be a big blue hermit waiting for you. As you did this, Hank could never bring himself to admit the embarrassing fact- but your frequent visits were the highlights of his day.
The rest of the team were amazing family to him of course, but no one checked in or visited Hank as often as you did.
Most of the time anyone usually ever came down was if they needed something; nothing this personal. It was new, but it was nice for a change.
Your jokes with him never got old, and your smile that came with it could only make it better. The willingness you had to sit around and let him rant about the latest experiment that had him losing sleep, to even offer a hand with whatever he was struggling with. Your innocent praises glorifying how smart he was had him hiding his growing blush by looking behind a microscope.
"I'm afraid blue blushes too, my dear..." He would joke, causing you to smile and chuckle. Ugh who loves a hot, funny nerd. You'd chuckle to yourself.
Oh who was he kidding, Hank was head over heels. While he tries to use his brain to rationally sugar coat things, he knew he was helpless.
Your attention to detail was incredible, you somehow remember all of his favorite things without fail. You were just so...thoughtful.
He couldn't help but feel a bit selfish, wanting more than your visits down to his lab, the long talks, your presence. He was going crazy.
Then, every night you'd find yourself laying awake in your thoughts, knowing he couldn't possibly feel the same.
You'd never put your friendship on the line for something so...selfish.
The thought ate away at your conscious, the numbing sound of your fan tuned out by your busy mind. You sigh, rolling over to your side while pulling your blanket with you.
You don't know why you were like this.
You and Hank are...friends. Which is fine- even though it hurts. You are fine with it, and you've been fine for the past 3 years.
...for the most part anyway.
♡ ♡ ♡
You were now hanging out with Hank in his lab, legs dangling over the edge as you talked to each other. Something about a new opera showing happening in town.
Suddenly, you hear Xavier telepathically call for the rest of the X-Men to meet him in the control room, suited up. Must be a mission.
You were informed the Jaggernaut had escaped custody, again.
All X-Men that were on stand-by were now assigned on this task. The team consisted of you, Hank, Cyclops, Jean, Wolverine, Nightcrawler, and of course Storm. Stacked team if you say so yourself.
Everyone was in the Blackbird with the sole goal of neutralizing the Jaggernaut before he caused severe harm.
Cyclops was put in charge, giving direct orders as he looked to you and Ororo. "I need you and Storm to direct him towards us, we need to keep him separated from civilians. Meaning I need a tall wall of water, Storm you freeze it making sure he won't be able to get through."
You both looked to one another with nod. Scott then turns around to Hank who was piloting the jet. "Hank you go with them and watch from above and make sure things don't get to out of hand. If they do we need your strength to counter-attack."
Hank replies with a "on it" before tilting the jet to left, bringing the stealth instrument closer to the designated location.
"Logan you're taking the wheel while those three get dropped down. Everyone else is with me." Scott said finally while Hank clicked some buttons before switching with Logan. The bottom hatch of the plane opened up, allowing you, Storm, and Beast to exit.
Storm flew to her position in the air, leaving you and Hank free falling towards the ground. Hank turned to look at you expectantly, blue hair blowing wildly in the wind.
"Yeah, yeah, I got it." You chuckle. You outstretched your arms towards a nearby pond you spotted earlier. Pulling your hands back to your chest in a stream-like manner, a large funnel of water shot out towards you and Hank.
You grabbed Hank's arm as the funnel reached you, changing the water into a shape similar to a slide with your free hand. You surfed down the water, holding onto Hank making sure he kept up- and knowing him, it was also preventing him from falling off.
As you neared the ground, you spun the water into a wide spiral to slow down your momentum for an easy landing.
"I'm still impressed you can do that with your hands." Hank comments as you reach the ground, earning an amused huff from you. "Well it took some practice," You trail off, your eyes now looking at his crazy wind blown hair.
"Actually, I'm more impressed your hair can take that shape..." You snort, biting on ur fist to hold in your laugh. It looked like he had an insane cowlick...well, maybe if the cow had 4 tongues.
"...what?" He said before quickly bringing up a hand to his hair. While he was busy fixing his crazed hair, you spot Storm flying over.
"I've located the Juggernaut, he's down the street!" She briefly informs you before taking off, flying further down the street.
"Right right, back to business." You say, waving an arm around yourself to recollect your water. Hank takes off, leaping after Ororo as you ride your stream of water.
You hear loud commotion around your surroundings the further you went, hopefully you arrived in time. You spot the Juggernaut on the street, wildly flipping cars as if he were in a mad rampage. One was now launched and flying in midair- towards you, specifically.
You expertly weave around it, spinning upside down in doing so. Before he can flip anymore cars you jump, using all surrounding water to form a wall as Scott instructed.
You hear a crack of thunder overhead as you land, the air chilling and the clouds growing darker. With a strong gust of wind, the walls you made froze over. You see Storm fly into view along with the rest of the X-Men behind you.
Beast jumps onto a light post, swinging on the end before propelling himself onto the large wall of ice.
The Juggernaut's actions were now solely limited to facing the X-Men head on. Realizing this, he began charging with full force towards the rest of the team.
"Get his helmet off!!" Cyclops orders before bringing two fingers to his visor, firing off his laser beams.
Night Crawler bamfs around the brute, landing on his shoulders for brief moments, attempting to unlatch the dome.
You shape your water into a whip, ready to attack if the villain closes in. You see Storm raise her hands, calling down thunder as lightning begins to target the Jaggernaut.
You even see Jean pressing her temple with two fingers, using her telepathy with the other outstretched hand to slow down the pursuer.
He wavered just barely under her prowess, the strong bolts only slowing him down slightly before Wolverine decides it's time he steps in.
With a growl, Logan leaps towards him with his adimantium claws extended before being swatted away by the Juggernaut's large hand.
Not a moment later he grabs onto Nightcrawler and tosses him aside as well, throwing him on top of Wolverine.
The X-Men were losing options, and fast.
You had to do something.
You swing your water whip from underneath the Juggernaught before quickly whipping it back against his head, effectively tripping him and causing him to topple toward.
Before he could regain his footing completely, you call back all your water to blast him with as much force as you could muster.
And...It was working! He was regressing in distance.
...Until he took a step.
And then another.
And another.
It wasn't long before he began fully charging toward you.
Your concentrated expression quickly fell to one filled with fear and disbelief. "Watch out!" You heard Jean, Scott, and Cyclops warn in unison.
Their cries were all in vain, a large hand splashing out of the water had taken hold of your face. You felt your feet lift off the ground as you were directly dangling in the air, at the mercy of an unstoppable force. In this position, the Jaggernaught could easily crush your skull if he so pleased.
"I will find Xavier. And I will make him pay." The brute speaks as his grip on your head steadily tightens, your chest burning as you screamed in sheer horror at the increasing pressure.
From above, Hank was almost hesitant to give away his position as the others before you attacked- he knew they could hold their own. But watching you face the Juggernaught head-on...Seeing how your life was in such jeopardy, hearing your screams, Hank had no second thoughts about intervening and saving you.
With a distant roar, you hear Beast come down on the Juggernaut. He releases you, but at the cost of you falling; and of course- hitting your head on the pavement.
Your head began pounding, ears ringing as the corners of your vision grew fuzzy with dark spots.
All you could see was a flurry of blue viciously wrestling with a large brownish blob. More figures rushed into the picture before a redhead precluded your vision, concern written all over her face.
"Stay with me! Don't close your eyes and just listen to my voice..." Her words began to fade out as the black dots in your vision clouded the world around you.
Your head rolled to the side, your closing eyes finding the blue figure before your heavy eyelids inevitably shut.
Hank.
♡ ♡ ♡
You slowly awoke to a steady beeping of a monitor nearby, your eyes softly fluttering open. Looking up to the ceiling, you recognized it as the flat cement ceiling of Hank's Lab.
Before you could get up, you felt the intense throbbing pain coming from the back of your head. Had you really hit your head that hard?
Well if it had knocked you clean out it must've been...
"You're awake!" You hear a familiar voice call out to your right. It wasn't long before a blue face came into view, blocking the blinding lights of the overhead fluorescent lights.
"How are you feeling?!?" Your vision slowly focused in on the figure in front of you. "Good...I think." You slowly sit up, rubbing the back of your head tenderly.
You notice you had an IV inserted into your right forearm. Without another thought you removed it, ready to go...to wherever you were needed.
"Woah, there- you should slow down it's been...a bit and you're still recovering." Hank warns, grabbing your wrist to keep you from moving any further.
You looked to his face...he was worried??? "Hank, I'm fine! See?" You said reassuringly; though, Hank himself didn't find himself too convinced.
"Hey, what are you so worried about?" You ask, brows drawn together hoping to get a straight answer out of him.
He was worried about you, obviously. You suffered several traumatic head injuries within a short span of time! If you had not been a human...he didn't even want to think of the possible outcomes of that situation.
Hank sighed heavily, organizing his racing thoughts. "I thought I'd lost you." He managed to drag out.
Huh?
Scared??
That he lost...YOU?!?
"Hank, I think I've suffered greater injuries. You should know this." You say with a small laugh before quickly stopping, his solemn expression instantly killing your attempt to lighten the mood.
His large hands grab your wrists firmly. "You have been out for a month." His words shook you, so much you found yourself shaking your head in disbelief. You hadn't been out for longer than a day, right?
Hank must've sensed your reluctancy to believe your current situation because he started again. "You suffered several fractures to your skull, luckily, nothing broken or opposing threats to your brain. Unfortunately the stress your skull took on added with the hard contact of the ground basically split your head open." He explained, running a hand down his tired face.
You hadn't realized this had happened. "But I'm...I'm okay now, aren't I?" You ask hesitantly, raising a hand up carefully to the back of your head. You felt stitches, running up your skull. Your stomach dropped.
"I performed an emergency medical procedure...which I won't go into details with you so soon..." He sighed heavily once again, plopping down in his wheeled office chair.
"I hadn't realized..." You quietly trailed off while fidgeting with your fingers out of nervous habit.
Hadn't realized what? How bad the situation was? How worried the other X-Men must be? How much Hank went through to make sure you were well?!?
"Please, it isn't your fault. If anything, this situation has made me realize something..." Now it was Hank's turn to dramatically pause, his head in his large, blue hands.
"What? What is it?" You ask nervously, fearing your health was in critical condition at this point.
He grabbed you by the shoulders once again, looking into your eyes deeply, "Because...because I fear I'm falling in love with you."
You stared in utter shock. Had you heard him correctly? He feels the same way?!?
"I-I want to come home to you, to kiss you like it's been eons since I last saw your face. I need you safe, I don't know how I'll live with myself if you aren't-" You didn't need to hear anymore.
You grabbed him by his lab coat, pulling him into you as your lips pressed together in a flurry of passion.
He held onto you, hungrily chasing after your lips as he poured all the love he'd helplessly held in for so long.
Your hands slowly slid up his broad chest and towards his neck, finding themselves tangled in his soft hair. "Hank" You sighed against his lips, the kiss ripping all oxygen from your lungs and leaving you breathless in the process.
He groans into your mouth in response, his tongue running against your bottom lip to beg for access.
Your heated 'session' was abruptly cut short by the lab door sliding open. Hank shot up, nearly taking a tumble trying to remove himself from you- to avoid any suspicion of previous actions of course.
Though, the scene didn't look too convincing; seeing how Hank's glasses laid crooked on his face and his hair was well tussled. You had to cover your giggle at his appearance.
It was Morph, Cyclops, and Logan. They all start laughing, causing the rest of the X-men to come in, groaning in defeat.
"Woah, woah- we're all of you just standing outside the door?!?" Hank exclaimed.
"Pay up, daddy's waiting." Logan holds out a hand expectantly towards the other X-Men, a smirk displayed across his face while completely ignoring Hank.
"I knew I should've bet with Logan." Rogue mumbles, fishing out money from her pockets along with the rest of the team.
Oh yes. This was only the beginning of a long, beautiful (and heavily teased) relationship with Hank.