So Wrong It's Right
Blink x Sabretooth
It hadn’t been that long since my rescue, but it felt like those horrible days were long gone – too far in my past to see. So much had happened since that time that I was proud to say I was a mutant again, and didn’t wake up every morning wishing I could be normal. I was very fortunate in befriending Sabretooth, Victor Creed, who I see as a personal savior. Literally the first person I saw as the X-Men invaded the premises. At first, I was completely startled by the beastly being that approached, but upon learning I understood that he was no monster at all. I had previously heard of him as a villain, but those days were long over when he took me in; which he did… as his own. He nurtured me; healed me both physically and even mentally. He opened his home to me, and for that, I am forever grateful.
Scouting the area, we faced danger. It had been a good while since we last greeted a battle. Things had been very quiet in the past few weeks. It was a nice vacation, but all vacations unfortunately always came to an end. There was no ‘normal life’ being an active mutant. Attacked by an unknown force; bullets spewed the area. Like usual, Victor protected me with his life, ensuring no matter what that I was out of target for any weapon fire. We were greatly outnumbered, and for once, I needed to take initiative to save him. Quickly focusing I teleported the two of us back to our home. It was a cowardly thing to do in the middle of a heated battle, but it was unnecessary to fight when we could easily flea.
Breathing heavily from the battle, I ended up at the other end of the room from him when arriving here. I signed, looking over to his arm as I approached. “I had too.” I defended myself immediately, knowing full well that many mutants would find my teleport flea was chicken, and degrading. “We were wasting our energy. We’ll return when we’re properly equipped. They’ll probably be waiting for us, anyways…” I grabbed his arm in my hand. I grimaced at the shards of shrapnel embedded deep in his skin. I caressed his hand briefly turning away. “Don’t lick it!” I walked over to a drawer and pulled out a more advanced first aid kit. I grabbed a set of tweezers and returned to him. Re-grabbing Victor’s arm, I hovered my hand over the wound. My solid green eyes illuminated lightly as larger pieces disappeared from his flesh. With each bullet teleporting to a table next to me, there was a light flicking sound of the steel hitting the wood. “Stay still… please.” I used the tweezers to carefully pull out anything left over and too small to teleport with absolute certainty. I placed each piece in the same pile as the others.
Having removed everything, I watched as the spotted wounds closed and healed. I set the instrument down before grazing my soft pink hand over the once-wounded area. I gave a gentle smile as I looked back up to Victor. I was taken aback by the simple fact that he was gazing down at me. His beautiful physique and piercing eyes infatuated me, and without conscious realization, I pushed my body against his; reaching to press my lips confidently on his. The warm kiss only last a couple of seconds before I became aware of what I had just done. Immediately pulling back, my eyes were wide and my cheeks became flush with embarrassment. “I… I’m sorry.” I stuttered, not knowing what to do or what to say. My instinct screamed danger, and I felt an urge to run away. “I don’t know what came over me-“ I turned away, moving past him to head for the door. I didn’t need to use the door, but in a moment of complete confusion, I forgot I was anything but a normal blushing adolescent. “That was deeply inappropriate. I should leave-“ My heart beat savagely inside the confinements of my chest. All I could focus on was how right the kiss felt, yet how unbelievably wrong it was.