A/N: Wow. I didn't know Rouge was so hated. XD
I can't believe it's finally over... after all the shite I put Bobby through, all the short chapters, extending past my original expectations of chapters and popularity.. This is it. The final chapter to 'Not This One.' Hope You Enjoy It.
Chapter Sixteen
Bobby left the medical center with a breezy, sexy walk. Rogue was healing nicely from her rough treatment on the battle field. She'd probably end up with a scar on her face from Callisto's nails, but her broken leg and arm would eventually heal. They'd heal faster but Rogue refused to use Logan's ability to help herself. Then again, if it hadn't been for John and Bobby, she'd certainly have been killed instead of injured.
Bobby turned the corner and was caught by a strong arm. His back hit the wall and he was kissed deeply. When they pulled apart, after only about a second, he looked up into John's eyes accusingly.
"You keep doing that and someone's going to see," Bobby muttered.
"I know..." John kissed Bobby's cheek and then took his hand, leading him away. "So how is everything?"
"Oh, Rogue will be fine. Storm said she's healing beautifully and no one else really got hurt," Bobby nodded.
"I meant with you," John replied as though Bobby had purposely avoided the question.
"Oh. Professor says I'm out of the woods. No more conflicting temperatures in my body. He said I probably stopped needing 'treatment' about two weeks ago," Bobby explained, enunciating the word 'treatment' because the way the professor said it made him realize that their leader had known all along what they'd been doing when no one could see them.
"Wonderful. Then I have a present for you after dinner," John announced proudly. "I've been saving it until you got better."
"Yea right. What is it?" Bobby asked as they got out of the elevator onto the normal floor.
"It's a secret. Sshh..." John put his finger to his lips and then released Bobby's hand as they entered the kitchen to grab something to eat. "Bring on the food." he called out, pushing aside another X-Men member and a student to get to the food.
"John!" Bobby scolded. John put his arm behind him to hand Bobby a plate. Bobby sighed and shook his head but took the plate anyway. Some things would just never change.
Up in their room, Bobby flopped down onto his bed. He was tired... well, at least a little bit. Actually, he felt like he could stay up all night and watch the stars, but the distant feeling of fatigue was natural at this time of night. John sat next to him and Bobby sat up. He noticed John wasn't wearing a shirt and smelled like soap and shampoo. In fact, his hair was wet. Had Bobby dozed off enough to let him take a shower?
"Oh, right! You said you had a surprise for me," Bobby said, excited about what it could be.
"Glad you remembered. Stand up." Bobby did as he was told and John stood up, standing so close that Bobby could feel his breath on his face.
John kissed him lightly and then undid Bobby's belt. He went for Bobby's neck and Bobby just let him do it. He didn't put up any resistance. When John lifted Bobby's shirt, the iceman caught it halfway up.
"Let me get this straight," he whispered. "My surprise is... sex?"
"Maybe," John teased, smirking. He pulled Bobby's shirt off and then pulled the other male close up against his body.
Bobby laughed sarcastically under his breath, but it was him who kissed John and really started the rest of the roller coaster. Perhaps they'd never get a normal relationship and they'd always cause problems for each other because they were polar opposites, but they'd always end up enjoying the company and the anxiousness they brought each other.
The End