A/N: I wanted to write something where the reader has powers very similar to the Summers boys, and Alex takes her in and becomes her mentor and stuff. And I was just really in the mood for some Alex appreciation honestly, so here ya go! I’ll make a part 2 that is more of an x reader, I just wanted to make this one first.
Also, written with female pronouns, but I mean no offense. This is just the way I naturally write, but I am open to writing with any other pronouns so just lemme know! Hope you enjoy~
(Oh and this gif gives me so much life I don’t know what to do with myself)
“Thank you so much for meeting with me Professor,” you said gratefully to none other than Charles Xavier.
The past half hour of your life had been filled with more concern and acceptance than you could’ve hoped for, and you were ecstatic to be accept into Charles’s school.
You sat in his office, your hands clasped together tightly in your lap, but your shoulder’s didn’t hold their tense stature anymore. You felt comfortable here, and you felt like the Professor would get you the help you needed. Charles had been nothing but kind to you, he listened to your stories thoughtfully, asked intuitive questions without stepping over his boundaries, and offered to show you around his school. The school you would hopefully become a part of shortly.
“Of course (Y/N), mind if I ask you one more question?” Charles asked, folding his hands together.
You nodded your head eagerly, the past week of your life had been a living hell. It wasn’t everyday that you discovered you had an extremely powerful and hard to control mutation.
“Can you show me what you are capable of?” he asked cautiously.
You glanced down at your hands, feeling the energy between the two slowly pulsate. You didn’t dare move your hands, you didn’t want to torch this school.You looked up at the professor.
“Not here,” you said simply.
The thoughts of your hands unleashing red energy beams into your bedroom wall danced around your head. You didn’t want to repeat the event, especially now that you knew you could contain the energy at the source of which it came from. The problem was, once you moved your hands, the energy would erupt.
Charles gave you an understanding nod, “You know (Y/N), I think there are two people here you would get along with very well.”
You raised an eyebrow at his claim, but didn’t ask anything. He knew best after all. The professor glanced at the door, and you assumed he was going to say it was about time to head out, but a knock sounded on it instead. It looked as though Charles… smirked?
“Come in,” Charles’ voice rang out through the small room, and you watched eagerly as the golden door handle turned.
The guy that walked through the door made your heart flutter in your chest. You couldn’t decide what to focus on, his baby blue eyes, the way his navy blue hoodie clung to his muscular frame, his defined jawline, or how the light made his shaggy blonde hair shine. You watched as his eyes flicked around the vintage room quickly, his attention first on Charles, and then shifting to you. You noticed the corner of his mouth flick upwards.
“You needed me?” he asked, keeping his eyes on you for a moment, before looking at Charles.
“Yes, thank you for coming Alex. This is (Y/N),” Charles said, gesturing to you in your chair. “(Y/N) this is Alex.”
Alex nodded at you, a small smirk on his lips making you blush a bright shade of red, you averted your gaze.
“I was wondering if you could show (Y/N) around, she has a mutation very similar to yours,” Charles suggested, gesturing from one of you to the other.
“Sure,” Alex said simply with a shrug, he definitely gave off the “I don’t care do whatever” vibe.
“Thank you,” you said to the two, looking back in forth between them, and standing up from your seat.
“I’ll see you shortly,” Charles said, opening one of his filing cabinets next to his desk and pulling out packets of paper.
With your hands still held together tightly you moved towards Alex, ready to follow him out of the office. As Alex reached for the door a sudden thud sounded on the other side of it, and you jumped a little. Before the three of you really had time to respond the door burst open, and a brunette with red sunglasses came charging in.
“Professor it’s Jean,” was all he said as he raced towards Charles’s desk, not paying any attention to you or Alex, and in the process pushing against you unintentionally.
You let out a gasp as your balance was disrupted, on reflex you threw your hands behind you to keep you from falling over. You felt the hot energy erupt from your palms, searing the wall behind you and catching you completely off guard. You quickly removed your hands, closing your palms tightly and throwing them together. As a result you no longer had anything supporting you, and you began to fall backwards, that was, until you felt a strong pair of hands grip your waist, holding you upright.
“You’re alright,” Alex said beside you, it was then that you realized it was his hands holding you upright.
“Th-thanks,” you stuttered.
Alex had quickly turned his attention to the boy who had stormed into the room.
“Watch it Scott,” he said simply before pulling you out of the room, before the professor, or anyone had time to say anything.
Alex let go of you, but you followed him down one of the wide hallways in the school. They were packed full of students, most of which were younger than you and Alex, but they moved around the two of you as you walked, Alex in particular. You noticed the looks people gave you as you walked by, but you didn’t really care, you just felt terrible.
After you rounded a couple of corner’s with Alex you descended down a stair case and the flow of students gradually stopped.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Alex said in front of you as you walked. “That you need to apologize and that you’re probably not going to be accepted here, but that’s not true trust me.”
“How did you know?” you asked cautiously.
“Believe it or not, I had those thoughts once too,” as Alex spoke your eyes widened. “I’m going to show you where I learned to control my power’s.”
Shortly Alex led you to a pair of large metal door, all of the activity abuzz in the school was no longer audible.
“Is this a bunker?” you questioned as Alex pulled the doors open.
“Yep,” Alex responded, holding the door open and gesturing for you to go in.
You shuffled into the bunker cautiously. It was the real deal, enforced metal ran all along the walls, and it smelt of… charred rubber? You heard the large doors behind you close, a loud metal thud echoing off of the metal walls of the bunker. You looked back to Alex, who walked directly past you and towards the end of the large bunker. You followed him, not sure what he was doing, but too afraid to ask.
As you walked closer to the end you noticed a singular large wooden box, it laid on the ground, but was wider than you were tall. The two of you quickly reached the box, and Alex grabbed the lid, opening it swiftly, a large creek sounding as he did so.
“Just what we need,” he muttered, pulling out a fire extinguisher and placing it on the ground.
He then proceeded to grab two dummies out of the box, neither of which had filled in features, but were simply white and about average size. He held one in each arm, walking with back to the direction from which you came. You wish’d that you could help him, but you couldn’t exactly use your hands.
Following Alex, you watched as he placed the two mannequins a couple of yards from each other. He gestured down to by where the large metal doors were.
“Go stand down there, I’m going to teach you like I was taught,” he said before walking in the other direction and grabbing the fire extinguisher.
You did as Alex said, standing even with the metal doors, a good distance from the targets. As Alex walked towards you, his gaze seemed almost hungry. You stared down at your feet for a moment, before looking back up to him, a small smirk never leaving his face. Alex soon stood next to you, placing the fire extinguisher on the ground by the sides of you.
“Alright, I want you to hit the dummies,” he said, folding his arms and looking at you impatiently.
“Alex I can’t control it-” you began.
“You’ve gotta start somewhere,” Alex replied sternly.
Your heart began to beat fast in your chest, you hadn’t asked Alex to help you, but you were happy he was. You slowly turned towards the targets, hoping Alex wouldn’t notice the slight shaking of your body. Letting out a shaky breath, you raised your hands, and quickly, before thinking about it, you unclasped them, raising one hand towards different targets. In mere seconds, the red beams erupted from your palms, searing the targets. The energy erupted from your hands was almost exhilarating, you finally let go. It wasn’t until flames started to dance on your targets that you hurriedly clasped your hands together.
Alex quickly rushed down to the targets with the fire extinguisher, quickly destroying the flames. You hurried after him, wishing you could help. After finishing the job, Alex looked to you, a wide smile on his face.
“You did it.”
“Yeah I… I guess I did,” you said, letting your feat sink in before a large smile appeared on your face.
Alex glanced down to your hands, then back up into your eyes, “So your hands absorb energy right?”
You nodded, “That’s how I can contain the beams.”
Alex studied you for a moment, “Mine do the same thing, mind if I try something?”
“Try what?” you questioned him.
Without saying anything, Alex outstretched his palms towards you. You didn’t have to talk to him to know what he wanted you to do.
“Alex I can’t,” you said, glancing down at your hands. “I could hurt you.”
“I’ll just absorb it, don’t worry,” Alex waited for you.
Breathing in deeply, you quickly unclasped your hands and brought them to his, quick enough that your energy beams couldn’t touch anything else. For the first time you didn’t feel the energy start to build up in your hands. You gasped.
Alex smiled down at you, folding his fingers over your hands, “I can’t absorb energy (Y/N).”
Your eyes widened, but you folded your fingers over his as well.
“I could’ve seriously hurt you,” you said.
“But you didn’t. Did you?” Alex taunted, never breaking eye contact with you. “It’s like a switch for me, I can control when the energy comes out. I think that it’s the same for you, you’ve just been too fixated on stopping it to notice.”
Alex slowly began to let go of your hands, you couldn’t help but hold onto him tighter, the fear of hurting him or yourself arising in you.
“Don’t think about it,” Alex said, and this time you let him pull his hands away from yours.
You stared down at your own hands in awe. The red beams didn’t emerge like you expected. You looked up at Alex, pure adoration all over your features.
“Thank you so much,” you said to him.
“Don’t mention it,” he shrugged. “Next time, I’ll show you what I can do,” Alex winked at you and color rose to your cheeks once again.
You had a feeling you were going to fit in just fine.
played Young MacGyver in a 2003 TV movie/pilot as MacGyver’s nephew. “Angus Macgyver’s nephew quits school and joins The Phoenix Foundation. But he finds it difficult to follow in the shoes of his famous uncle.
^ That was the official description given, and had it been picked up by WB(who had no interest it seems), that likely would’ve been our “new MacGyver”
I mainly found this amusing because of the amount of people I saw who were saying Lucas Till resembled Jared, and it made me wonder if they knew about this? Or maybe because there have been many mutual MacGyver/Supernatural fans.
Now, I’m 100% happy with Lucas Till as MacGyver, he’s a gorgeous guy, great actor, and his voice is amazing, I just found this interesting and kind of cool, especially since Henry Winkler also produced Young MacGyver.