Further Down The Road 5
Title: Further Down the Road (5/?)
Pairing: John/Pietro, John/Bobby, other minor pairs
Summary: As the title says: Both John and Bobby have grown up quite a bit. Humans are hunting mutants; John takes refuge at the mansion with his (much younger) boyfriend.
Rating (Chapter): R
Warnings: I’ll try my best to stay in character, and I’ll try not to make the story too far fetched.
Disclaimer: John, Pietro, Bobby, and all respective characters belong to Marvel. Minor students in John’s Shakespeare class and at the mansion are either kids I go to school with or are made up by me.
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Bobby smiled as he looked down on John, naked, eyes closed, one hand squeezing his own and the other gripping the pillow, “Bobby...” he voiced, low and slightly desperate.
“John, shut up!” Bobby whispered loudly, “If we get caught, I swear...”
“Bobby, we won’t get caught. Everyone’s in class.”
“Don’t remind me.” Bobby snapped just before John pulled him down in a passionate kiss. “Mmm.” he sighed as he thrusted into John a few more times. John moaned and smiled as he came when Bobby hit his prostrate and also came soon after, pulling away from John and collapsing next to him. After John caught his breath, he rolled over to face Bobby.
“You alright?” he asked the slightly older teen who had been silent since the separated. There was still a long pause,
“Yeah.” He finally replied, standing and making his way to their shared bathroom. He came out about ten minutes later and got dressed. “I’m going to class. What do you want me to tell Summers?” John thought for a moment, trying to come up with a good excuse, then stood up and punched the mirror. Bobby stared at him, surprised.
“I had another panic attack...” John said, getting dressed and wiping his now bleeding hand on his tee shirt, “Punched the mirror, and now you’re taking me to the infirmary.” John said, putting on his shoes carefully and leaving the room with his roommate.
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“John... John, wake up. John?”
“Ugh... what?” John asked, reaching over to the night stand and feeling around for his glasses then putting them on to focus on the other, “What, Bobby?” he said groggily as he sat up.
“You woke me up, you were making a lot of noise, are you alright?”
“I’m fine, Bobby.” John sighed, irritation hanging on the edges of his words.
“I was just worried about you.” Bobby mumbled, moving away frm his spot on the edge of the mattress.
“I’m not a kid anymore, I don’t need you to watch over me.”
“John, everyone needs someone to watch over them. What if you had a panic attack?”
“I haven’t had a panic attack in four years.”
“So? But what if you did?”
“Bobby, it was just a weird dream. Go back to sleep.” John said as Bobby returned to his own bed, the bed that John had recreated in his dreams.
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Pancakes. John smiled as he sat down next to Jubilee at a table in the cafeteria; plates had already been loaded and set ut at each spot with orange juice and chocolate milk. Sure, they weren’t quite waffles, but a close cousin indeed. “Morning.”
“Morning, hun. Bobby said you had a bad dream last night.”
“I didn’t have a bad dream.”
“What happened?”
“It was just.... something that happened between me and Bobby when we were kids.”
“You mean when you were like... sixteen?”:
“Yeah. I guess it was a memory.”
“I’m sorry Johnny, but memories don’t make you make that much noise in your sleep.” John gave her a look, as if to say, think-about-it-dumbass. She raised her eyebrow and after a moment, “You can’t be serious.” John simply gave her another look. “You were fucking him?!” She asked in disbelief, maybe a little too loudly since some of the others seated at their table and from surrounded tables looked up at her.
“I haven’t even thought about that in almost six years.”
“John, from a psychological point of view, sex in dreams usually means a repressed desire for love, whether it be emotional or physical. Considering you just broke up with Pietro, maybe you’re just feeling lonely... or horny. About the Bobby part, I’m not sure about that. I mean, I know you loved him when you guys were students, and obviously something happened between you two, but I thought you were over that.”
“It wasn’t just something.” John said, lowering his voice and turning to face his friend fully, “He knew I loved him, so we made a compromise that he could come to me when he wanted to have sex because he couldn’t get that from Rogue, and you know, guys like sex.” John sighed, “When I left them in the jet at Alkali, Bobby and I had a fight the night before. I wanted him to dump her, and he said that I wasn’t his boyfriend, I was just someone he could have sex with, so I left. After that, I dated Jamie for a year, then, when Magneto never showed up, I left, went to Baltimore, and Pietro found me. I thought everything was good and I didn’t even think about Bobby. Then the shootings happened and I started to get worried, so I always said I would come here if things go too bad, and until I got here, I hadn’t thought about him in at least five years.”
“Johnny, I know I majored in psych, but I really can’t give you all the answers. You’re gonna have to figure this out for yourself. Speaking of, Pietro talked to me yesterday, told me he wanted to come back to you and you turned him down.”
“I never turned him down. He wanted to talk and I told him to go away; I was working. I couldn’t be bothered. He knows that when I have a deadline, I don’t have time for anything.”
“That’s not the way it seemed to me. He was sure that you didn’t want to have anything to do with him al all, ever again.”
“Oh my god, drama.”
“I agree.”
“I thought that it was all over after college. No more drama, ever.”
“‘Fraid not, you’re in a school full of teenagers, sweetie.”
“Don’t remind me.”
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“Ms. Monroe?”
“Yes, John.”
“Um, I’ve really been looking for a teaching job and I’ve sent in more than a dozen applications.”
“I understand.”
“But nobody really wants to hire a teacher in the middle of the school year. I was wondering if you...”
“I’d be glad to offer you a position.” She smiled. “English?”
“Anything’s fine. Sign Language, English, Gym, Music, whatever.”
“You know music?”
“Yeah, I can play violin, piano, guitar, and flute.”
“I’m impressed.”
“You should be.” Ororo worked on the computer for a moment.”
“Well, we don’t offer sign language at the moment, but if you don’t mind...”
“Like I said, anything’s fine. I just need a job.”
“Good then, starting next semester, in two weeks, we’ll offer Sign 1.”
“That implies there’s a two?”
“If you’d like, considering all goes well.” John smiled.
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Sausage and Eggs. Definitely not John’s favorite, “Morning.”
“Morning, sweetie. Talk to sppedy yet?”
“Speedy? You mean Pietro?”
“Yeah.”
“Nope.”
“Bobby told me you had another ‘nightmare’.”
“Shut up.”
“He’s gonna know something’s up.”
“Not if you keep your big mouth shut.”
“Sooner or later, John, he’s gonna figure out that all that moaning and groaning isn’t necessarily negative.”
“You make me sound like a horny teenager.”
“At this point, you’re no better than that.”
“Bitch.”
“Why don’t you just talk to Pietro?”
“Who says that me getting back with him is gonna make this stop? What if it’s not that?”
“What else could it be?”
“I don’t know. But what if I keep having these dreams after Pietro and I clear this all up?”
“Then we’ll analyze it further. Maybe you should take the dreams at face value. Maybe it is Bobby that you want.”
“I’m done with him. Speaking of, he’s not with Marie?”
“Nope, they stayed together for a bit after she got the cure. I hear they fucked like bunnies for a few days, but then things kinda fell apart. In my opinion, I think the fact that she was just barely out of reach is what Bobby was with her for. Once he finally had her, the fun was gone. No challenge, yeah?”
“I guess. Is he single now?”
Jubilee sat her fork down and sighed, staring at her plate as she tried to think of a good approach to the subject. “A lot has happened while you were gone. After he and Marie split he had a thing with Pitor for almost a year, then Pitor moved on to Kitty and he was pretty upset, so he moved on to Liza for a bit and they were really close and got engaged but then she was killed by Vargas and he got pretty depressed for a while. About a month before you got here, rumors started going around about him and Warren. I don’t think it’s official yet, but I have noticed that they’ve been going out together.” John sighed. “Is it not what you expected, or is it not what you wanted to hear?” Jubilee asked, tilting her head.
“I don’t know. Something about it just seems odd.”
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Note about New Chapters: For those of you who serem interested enough to tell, I'm trying to make sure I updte on Friday and Saturday Nights. One chapter on each should usually be cranked out unless I hit a big stop (Such as my Birthdaay next saturday. i'm going to the zoo and you can't stop me.). I'm going to work hard to get a post durning the week once in a while, but I am only 16 (Almost 17) and a career school student, so my time to write during the week is limited. You can expect to have two posts every weekend thoh unless there's an unexpected emergency.
ANother Note: I need to Name John's twin sister. Eden or Mary?