Cassie Lang/the Vision. List 2. Prompt #20

Nov 04, 2007 00:12

Title: Rationalization
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Cassie Lang
Prompt: 20. “And it's a sad, sad world, when a girl will break a boy just because she can.” - ‘Criminal’, Fiona Apple
Rating: PG, maybe
Warnings/Spoilers: Young Avengers/Runaways Civil War crossover.
Summary: She has ways of rationalizing it.
Disclaimers: They don’t belong to me. They belong to Marvel and various other people. I’ll put them back when I’m done playing.
List of Prompts (with the links) to be found here


Okay, it wasn’t right. At all. Cassie knew that. But…he was there, and he was so nice to her, and she knew it was wrong to take advantage of that, but it was just…reassuring to have someone who really seemed to care. Like having an ace in her back pocket, or whatever it was that people cheated with in card games. Yeah, the rest of the Young Avengers had her back and all, and they were all great friends, but the Vision was really…there. Whenever she needed someone to be there, he was. And he looked just enough like Iron Lad that it made her feel a bit mushy, but just enough like someone else that it felt okay to ‘not notice’ the way he looked at her.

And it was really nice to know that there was nothing she could do that would make him love her any less. Talk about your unconditional.

It wasn’t like she was oblivious. It was just too soon after Nate, and well, Victor Mancha lived on the other coast so it wasn’t like that was going to go anywhere. All that stuff about angels and whatever was flattering, but they were going to be a couple thousand miles apart in a few hours anyway, so it didn’t mean anything.

She felt bad about it when she thought about it. So she didn’t think about it too often. The edge would wear off in time, right? Once they both stopped thinking like teenagers they could figure this out.

In the meantime, she could just pretend she didn’t see the way he looked at her.

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