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Charles Xavier Imagine

CHARLES XAVIER
FALLING FOR YOU
WARNING: Swearing

     Man, keeping secrets from a telepath was hard, and you had the biggest secret to keep. You see, you had a 'tinsey winsey' crush on a certain telepath named Charles Xavier. Okay, maybe  a bit bigger than 'tinsey winsey', how about phenominally huge crush on Professor X. You had figured out a while ago how to block off certain parts of your mind, so it wasn't that hard. But you didn't know how block off daydreams, so you have to avoid them at all costs. Right now you were in the physical training area, wearing a crop tee and short shorts.

     You were imagining the punch bag as Erik, who had just asked you out. When you refused, he shouted that he would get you kicked out, because he was best friends with Professor Xavier. You didn't care, you would just get killed, but now that you thought about, you would get tortured most likely. You see, you had cat ears and a tail and you could turn into a tiger if you wanted.You heard a noise behind you and voices. You had tuned out the voices earlier, but now curiousity got the best of you. You listened to what they had to say.

     "She has a nice butt," you heard one boy say.

     "And don't even get me started on her body! Man, for a cat, she is sexy," now this really pissed you off. You didn't know why, but just as you turned to say something, the boys got worried looks on their faces and fled. Just then Charles walked in just as they exited.

     "I heard about what happened with Erik," he said, glaring at you.

     "What? That he asked me out, I said no, and he stormed off shouting that I would get the boot," you defended.

     "That isn't what he told me happened, he said you attacked him," he said.

     "If saying 'no thanks' to a date is attacking, then yes," you countered.

     "God, I wonder who I should believe," he said sarcastically.

     "Let me guess, Erik because you've known him longer and trust him much more then me," you said rolling your eyes.

     "No, I was going to say Erik because you were just beating up a punching bag," Charles explained.

     "Look, yes I was pretending this poor punching bag was Erik, but I was doing that because he threatened to get me kicked off the grounds, where I would be tortured to death," you raised your eyebrows at Charles who was now staring at you with his mouth agape. "You'll let flies in," you say as you walk out and as you turn your back you can just imagine his surprised face when you said that. You snickered a bit and walked off. What did he ever do to make me fall for him? You asked yourself.

     "You fell for me?" Charles says outloud and you realize that your walls had broken down. You wipped your head around and quickly look away and started to run to your room. Once you were behind the locked door of the bathroom, you started to cry, silently, just cry. You heard the sound of the lock being picked and quickly looked to the window.

     "Here goes nothing," you muttered to yourself as you sat on the window ledge. Your room was on the second story, but you being a cat, you could jump and not get hurt. Just as the door opened, you jumped and started to run to the forest. You turned whenever you saw people, then you realized that Charles had no idea how to pick a lock. Then who did it? You asked yourself. Erik, he was the only one who was known to pick locks at the mansion. What was he doing? You asked yourself while you were putting your walls back up. You then just turned into a tiger, no one would know that you were crying if you were a tiger. You heard a twig snap behind you and snapped your head around to see both Erik and Charles slowly approaching you. You hissed at them and started to run again when erik pounced on you. You didn't want to hurt him, so you turned into your human form.

     "Got ya!" Erik smirked. You shoved him off.

     "What do you want?" you growled.

     "To talk," Charles said. You rolled your eyes.

     "Let me guess, you decided to go with Erik's bullshit story and kick me off the grounds, right?" you challenged. Charles seemed taken aback, so did Erik. "Bulls-eye," you smirked and started to walk away. "You can sell my important stuff and give my clothes away as hand-me-downs, I won't be needing anything," you said as you coninued to walk away. Suddenly, Charles grabbed your hand, pulling you a bit overly close to him. Your chests were touching and your faces were only about two inches apart.

     "Erik told me the true story once I told him what would happen to you, please, just come back," he was pleading with eyes. Meet me in my room when we get back to the mansion. Charles said in your head. I need to talk to you.

     Oh no! You thought. He's gonna confront me about earlier! Damnit! Your walls were back up so he couldn't know what you were thinking. You sighed and nodded. "God, Erik, did you seriously have to carry your bullshit excuse for a threat?" you challenged. He clenched his fists, but said nothing. You then sighed once more and walked back to your room as if nothing had happened. Shit! I need to go see Charles! You waited until you were sure he was probably in his room to start heading down the hall. You knocked on the door and it was opened by Charles.

     "Hello, (Y/N)!" he seemed nervous about something. He was probably just unnerved by what happened earlier. Once you were in his room, he shut the door and turned to me. He still seemed a little nervous.

     "Is something wrong?" you asked.

     "Not exactly, just nervous, I guess," he said. You tilted your head to the side in confusion when Charles' lips slammed onto yours. You were surprised at first, but quickly melted into the kiss.

     "I think I fell for you too," he smirked and you pulled him into another kiss.