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Title: Never Wanted Nothing More Chapter 5 (After All The Pain is Gone)
Fandom: X-men and it you want to get technical it’s Generation X
Pairings: Jono/Ang
Rating: Pg-13
Summery: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
30_kisses challenge #26 'If only I could make you mine' Ang doubts and Jono reassures.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the X-men or Generation X, it's not my toy box and I'm merely playing. I don’t own anything to do with the title, which I borrowed from a Kenny Chesney song. I also don’t own anything to do with Iron Chef, Star Trek or the song ‘Mary’ by the Scissor Sisters.
A/N: Jono speaks by projecting so his words will be in '' to represent that. The title of this piece is ‘Never Wanted Nothing More’ but each chapter also has a title.
After All the Pain is Gone:
Ang looked down the stairs with a scowl. He could feel the first threats of a headache forming. It wasn’t tension, it wasn’t his attempt to appear normal. It was the last few minutes listening to Paige go on about Jono to Jubilee.
Paige had gotten on his last nerve.
Jubes rolling her eyes and giving sarcastic replies had helped, but it left him uncertain. He and Jono were teetering their friendship into more. He’d decided that was what he wanted, but listening to Paige had left him doubting.
What if it wasn’t what Jono wanted?
Maybe Jono would rather date a young woman instead of him. It was easy to see Paige was pretty. He’d flirted with her himself when they’d first been brought together as teammates by Sean and Emma. She was confident, beautiful and determined to be a leader. She was just so blonde and wholesome, while he was a flat elephant grey with probably enough skin to cover one.
Ang shook his head. Where had that thought come from? He could do some pretty cool things with his skin, things no one else could do.
He was unique.
Paige was a poser. Every time he heard her trying to change her accent it made him want to cringe. He understood she didn’t think she sounded intelligent, but shouldn’t she let her vocabulary and action show them her intelligence instead of changing the way she naturally sounded? Jubilee had traveled around the world, had spent time as an X-man and still sounded like a mall rat.
If there was one thing Ang was certain he didn’t like it was a poser, especially a poser that was trying to steal his man…well sorta.
He frowned before he made his way down the stairs.
Maybe he should just wash his hands of the whole thing. It wouldn’t make his Mama proud. It was bad enough he was a mutant now he wanted to add gay on top of that?
What did he care about what his family would think? They thought he was dead.
Ang rubbed at his temples. When had life got so confusing? Probably right around the time Paige kissed Jono. Then he’d gone and kissed Jono. Then Jono’s ex Gayle had shown up in league with Empath and wanting to kill them. Thankfully it seemed Gayle and Jono had made up, but where did that leave him? Especially now that it seemed Paige was working herself up to going after Jono herself.
Maybe he really didn’t want Jono. After all how far could a cynic and a depressive go? Wouldn’t it be better for Jono for him to be with an optimist like Paige?
Ang rubbed at his temples as he took the last step. He scowled at the floor for a moment. He wrinkled his nose, that music.
“What is that?” he demanded as he looked up. He wanted to scowl again as he felt his breath catch in the back of his throat at the sight of Jono. How cliché was that? Just because Jono hadn’t surfaced from his room in a few days was no reason for him to be having outrageous reactions to the sight of him. Still rumpled and walking towards him with a concerned wrinkle in his brow was a good look on Jono.
‘What’s what?’ Jono asked as he pulled Ang into a comforting embrace.
Ang buried his now aching head against Jono’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waist, “This music?”
‘Scissor Sisters.’
Ang burrowed in against Jono, letting the amusement that came through Jono’s projection sooth him. He got to touch Jono like this, he reminded himself. Jono, and Monet, were both firm about their personal space. Jono accepted Jubilee’s bouncing all over him mostly Ang thought because Jubilee bounced all over everyone, even Emma. Anyone else that tried to touch him without him reaching out first was given a stern look and not spoken to for awhile, except for him. Maybe it was because they were both the freak among the freaks, but there had always been an element of all over each other between them.
‘Migraine?’ Jono asked just as Ang realized they were swaying to the beat in an almost shuffling dance. He shook his head no and wasn’t surprised when Jono cupped his face and looked at him confused. Long fingers rubbed at his temples and he closed his eyes at the comfort that Jono projected as he asked, ‘Only a headache?’
“Start of one,” he admitted, “Where have you been?”
‘Here?’
“You haven’t left the basement in three days?”
‘There wasn’t a reason to.’
Ang winced, well that hurt. It also earned him another confused look from Jono. He started to pull away, but Jono held firm.
“Don’t think your girl’d like this,” he threw out.
Jono’s eyed narrowed, ‘What girl?’
Ang winced, this time at Jono’s annoyance. He deflated, his anger gone, he just felt worn. He just wanted Jono’s fingers rubbing at his throbbing head again, wanted to know that he wasn’t going to wake up tomorrow to find that he’d misread this thing between them. That he wasn’t about to be cast aside for…for…
“The blonde one that’s trying to be more perfect than M,” he managed with an attempted glare.
Jono’s laughter filled his head as he was pulled in tightly again. Jono’s forehead rested on his shoulder for a moment, hands moved up his back. Ang closed his eyes and breathed in, Jono always smelled so good. Probably came from not sweating and oh yea, there was a shower in the basement. Jono didn’t eat, had already graduated so didn’t have to go to class and was only required to come out of his room for training exercises. They’d been given some time off, so of course Jono hadn’t found a reason to leave his room.
‘I’ll talk to her,’ Jono reassured.
“You better,” Ang grumbled.
‘Didn’t know you were the possessive type?’
“And don’t forget it,” Ang muttered, the threatening headache starting to fade.
Jono laughed again as he pulled them into dancing then began to sing along to the music. Ang poked him, “I’m not a girl.”
Jono raised an eyebrow even as his eyes smiled.
“My name’s not Mary.”
‘Yea,’ Jono agreed before he sang along again, ‘I’m gonna be your friend, until the day I die.’
Ang smiled.
‘…after all the pain is gone, I’m always gonna live to be your man.’
Ang pulled back and shook his head, “This is sap. You need real music.”
‘I’ve heard what you call music. It’s almost as bad as Jubilee’s taste. Don’t even try.’
Ang laughed, “And you call this music?”
Jono shrugged. Ang shook his head, then pressed a kiss to the spot where Jono’s lips used to be just because he knew he could, because he knew Jono would let him. He smirked and pressed a kiss to Jono’s nose just because it made Jono wrinkle his brow and smile. He smiled back, headache gone and no longer worried.
Fandom: X-men and it you want to get technical it’s Generation X
Pairings: Jono/Ang
Rating: Pg-13
Summery: Written for
30_kisses challenge #26 'If only I could make you mine' Ang doubts and Jono reassures.Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the X-men or Generation X, it's not my toy box and I'm merely playing. I don’t own anything to do with the title, which I borrowed from a Kenny Chesney song. I also don’t own anything to do with Iron Chef, Star Trek or the song ‘Mary’ by the Scissor Sisters.
A/N: Jono speaks by projecting so his words will be in '' to represent that. The title of this piece is ‘Never Wanted Nothing More’ but each chapter also has a title.
After All the Pain is Gone:
Ang looked down the stairs with a scowl. He could feel the first threats of a headache forming. It wasn’t tension, it wasn’t his attempt to appear normal. It was the last few minutes listening to Paige go on about Jono to Jubilee.
Paige had gotten on his last nerve.
Jubes rolling her eyes and giving sarcastic replies had helped, but it left him uncertain. He and Jono were teetering their friendship into more. He’d decided that was what he wanted, but listening to Paige had left him doubting.
What if it wasn’t what Jono wanted?
Maybe Jono would rather date a young woman instead of him. It was easy to see Paige was pretty. He’d flirted with her himself when they’d first been brought together as teammates by Sean and Emma. She was confident, beautiful and determined to be a leader. She was just so blonde and wholesome, while he was a flat elephant grey with probably enough skin to cover one.
Ang shook his head. Where had that thought come from? He could do some pretty cool things with his skin, things no one else could do.
He was unique.
Paige was a poser. Every time he heard her trying to change her accent it made him want to cringe. He understood she didn’t think she sounded intelligent, but shouldn’t she let her vocabulary and action show them her intelligence instead of changing the way she naturally sounded? Jubilee had traveled around the world, had spent time as an X-man and still sounded like a mall rat.
If there was one thing Ang was certain he didn’t like it was a poser, especially a poser that was trying to steal his man…well sorta.
He frowned before he made his way down the stairs.
Maybe he should just wash his hands of the whole thing. It wouldn’t make his Mama proud. It was bad enough he was a mutant now he wanted to add gay on top of that?
What did he care about what his family would think? They thought he was dead.
Ang rubbed at his temples. When had life got so confusing? Probably right around the time Paige kissed Jono. Then he’d gone and kissed Jono. Then Jono’s ex Gayle had shown up in league with Empath and wanting to kill them. Thankfully it seemed Gayle and Jono had made up, but where did that leave him? Especially now that it seemed Paige was working herself up to going after Jono herself.
Maybe he really didn’t want Jono. After all how far could a cynic and a depressive go? Wouldn’t it be better for Jono for him to be with an optimist like Paige?
Ang rubbed at his temples as he took the last step. He scowled at the floor for a moment. He wrinkled his nose, that music.
“What is that?” he demanded as he looked up. He wanted to scowl again as he felt his breath catch in the back of his throat at the sight of Jono. How cliché was that? Just because Jono hadn’t surfaced from his room in a few days was no reason for him to be having outrageous reactions to the sight of him. Still rumpled and walking towards him with a concerned wrinkle in his brow was a good look on Jono.
‘What’s what?’ Jono asked as he pulled Ang into a comforting embrace.
Ang buried his now aching head against Jono’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waist, “This music?”
‘Scissor Sisters.’
Ang burrowed in against Jono, letting the amusement that came through Jono’s projection sooth him. He got to touch Jono like this, he reminded himself. Jono, and Monet, were both firm about their personal space. Jono accepted Jubilee’s bouncing all over him mostly Ang thought because Jubilee bounced all over everyone, even Emma. Anyone else that tried to touch him without him reaching out first was given a stern look and not spoken to for awhile, except for him. Maybe it was because they were both the freak among the freaks, but there had always been an element of all over each other between them.
‘Migraine?’ Jono asked just as Ang realized they were swaying to the beat in an almost shuffling dance. He shook his head no and wasn’t surprised when Jono cupped his face and looked at him confused. Long fingers rubbed at his temples and he closed his eyes at the comfort that Jono projected as he asked, ‘Only a headache?’
“Start of one,” he admitted, “Where have you been?”
‘Here?’
“You haven’t left the basement in three days?”
‘There wasn’t a reason to.’
Ang winced, well that hurt. It also earned him another confused look from Jono. He started to pull away, but Jono held firm.
“Don’t think your girl’d like this,” he threw out.
Jono’s eyed narrowed, ‘What girl?’
Ang winced, this time at Jono’s annoyance. He deflated, his anger gone, he just felt worn. He just wanted Jono’s fingers rubbing at his throbbing head again, wanted to know that he wasn’t going to wake up tomorrow to find that he’d misread this thing between them. That he wasn’t about to be cast aside for…for…
“The blonde one that’s trying to be more perfect than M,” he managed with an attempted glare.
Jono’s laughter filled his head as he was pulled in tightly again. Jono’s forehead rested on his shoulder for a moment, hands moved up his back. Ang closed his eyes and breathed in, Jono always smelled so good. Probably came from not sweating and oh yea, there was a shower in the basement. Jono didn’t eat, had already graduated so didn’t have to go to class and was only required to come out of his room for training exercises. They’d been given some time off, so of course Jono hadn’t found a reason to leave his room.
‘I’ll talk to her,’ Jono reassured.
“You better,” Ang grumbled.
‘Didn’t know you were the possessive type?’
“And don’t forget it,” Ang muttered, the threatening headache starting to fade.
Jono laughed again as he pulled them into dancing then began to sing along to the music. Ang poked him, “I’m not a girl.”
Jono raised an eyebrow even as his eyes smiled.
“My name’s not Mary.”
‘Yea,’ Jono agreed before he sang along again, ‘I’m gonna be your friend, until the day I die.’
Ang smiled.
‘…after all the pain is gone, I’m always gonna live to be your man.’
Ang pulled back and shook his head, “This is sap. You need real music.”
‘I’ve heard what you call music. It’s almost as bad as Jubilee’s taste. Don’t even try.’
Ang laughed, “And you call this music?”
Jono shrugged. Ang shook his head, then pressed a kiss to the spot where Jono’s lips used to be just because he knew he could, because he knew Jono would let him. He smirked and pressed a kiss to Jono’s nose just because it made Jono wrinkle his brow and smile. He smiled back, headache gone and no longer worried.
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