(y/m/p): your mutant power
The brown haired man sat at his desk tinkering with one of his latest projects, it was a little tiny bot that could detect when one of his students was cheating which in his class they always were. Not that he blamed them he was in fact the hardest teacher when it came to courses although he would let them try again as many times as they would like up to two weeks after the test, many would either fail and resort to cheating or pass and try harder. This was a sink or swim class.
“Hank, my smart friend I have a favor to ask of you.” Charles wheels in his brown hair flowing with little wisps sticking out, looking a little sheepish at his friend. Raising an eyebrow hank urges charles to continue.
“So this is kinda a big favor I need you to go to this address and pick up this woman, kidnap her if you must honestly I don't care how but get her to this mansion. Also and please be careful she is a (y/m/p).”
Rolling his eyes hank thinks to himself ‘does he really believe that I can't handle some girl with a (y/m/p). Im smarter than that. I'm going to prove him wrong’. Smirking to himself knowing fully well he was capable of doing this silly task.
“Sure I can't do that, I will get her a soon as I can.” He smirks then continues to tinker with the cheat bot. Charles shakes his head as he leaves, ‘poor Hank he doesn't even realize what he just got himself into.’
Walking up to the tiny old run down shack that seems to have water damage and basically everything you could think of wrong with it, he smooths his clothes to make himself look presentable. Ringing the doorbell, he could hear a soft pad of the feet against the creaky floorboards even from outside the house. ‘Guess she doesn't get many visitor.’
Creaking open the door only just a crack the (y/b/t) woman pokes out slowly before opening the door fully. Glaring at the poor lanky man standing before her who had just disturbed her slumber.
“What is it that you need?” She snaps at him making him take a step back.
“Miss (y/l/n) I was hoping you wouldn't mind joining me and going back to the Charles Xavier's School for gifted youngs…” he was immediately cut of by the slamming of the door in his face. ‘How rude, first you snap at me then you slam the door in my face what a total bitch.’
Ringing the doorbell once more, “ Miss, please listen to me or at least let me in and we can talk this over tea or coffee whatever your choice is but please.”
Opening the door she lets him in, not overly pleased but she got this strange feeling that she might as well have to or he would just keep bothering her.
Sitting down on a chair hank prepared to talk like normal civilians.
“Mis..” he begins to say but is cut off by her agian
“(y/n), please call me (y/n) Miss (y/l/n) sounds way to formal and makes me feel like i'm being lectured by a teacher.”
Hanks eyes soften oddly enough she seems more nice than when she first talked to him. “Please come with me back there I promise if you hate it there then I will personally take you back to your place no questions asked.”
“Fine I will go but do you promise that you will take me back if i don't like it?” She raises her eyebrow in suspicion.
Looking down from his book he smiles at the (y/h/c) woman lying on his lap napping, after two weeks of getting to know this sassy woman, he finally asked her out and got a yes. Almost three months of dating he still couldn't get enough of how cute you were when you slept.
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