Three - Charles Xavier x Reader
This is also just some random battle, not like a specific event. Just for the sake of this one shot.
“Are you alright?” Charles asks, a gentle hand placed on your shoulder.
You nod, the heat rising in your cheeks slightly, not meeting his eyes.
Charles smiles, “You’ll be fine, just remember what I told you.”
“To breathe?” You ask, an eyebrow raised.
He chuckles, “That always helps.”
Diving out of the way, behind a car, directing the objects away from your head. Telekinesis. Not a completely useless mutation. You can’t help but think as you direct a jagged piece of wood away from your heart.
Peering over the car you see Charles directly facing Erik, obviously trying to talk to him, get him to stop.
A plastic bullet from one of the humans guns stretches towards him and, oblivious, he doesn’t notice. You direct it away with a flick of your hand and you see Erik’s attention shift to focus on you.
A bullet scratches the edge of your shoulder as you move Charles aside with your power. He looks at you in shock from across the open space but you barely notice, focusing on Erik. A car, torn into fragments of metal the size of your hand race towards you.
You try to hold them back, your arms and legs shaking violently with the effort but Erik is stronger. He pushes forward in one final burst and you release, The metal shards flying at you at bullet speed, you go to your last resort, throwing up a shield of dirt and rubble around you.
The gasp escapes your lips in the darkness created by your protective shield as a sharp pain hits you below the ribs. You collapse back on the ground, your shield somehow staying up due to how close you’d packed the pieces.
Shards of rugged metal poke through where they’d been stopped by your dirt and rubble defense. But not all of them.
The warm liquid runs over your fingers, your shaking, uncontrolled fingers as your lip trembles in shock.
The pain has gone and you are left only in shock.
An echoing in your protective bubble, pounding from the outside.
“(Y/n)! Are you alright?”
With a small gesture of your fingers the shelter collapses away from you, leaving you in a barely visible circle of dust.
Charles kneels beside you, taking your hand in his.
(Y/n), I’m so so sorry. Charles’ voice speaks in your mind.
“It’s not your fault.” You whisper, smiling gently.
“I love you. I’m sorry because I didn’t tell you sooner. I worry so much about you and I don’t want to see you hurt.” He says it quickly, glancing down at the piece of metal in your abdomen. The blood flow has slowed slightly.
Your heart racing, pulse elevating, thoughts blurring you resort to only three words to say the one hundred million in your mind.
“I love you.”
Charles grins leaning down to press his lips to yours. Yourself bleeding, in shock and covered in dust with Erik standing with the other X-men off to the side, it was an odd situation but that didn’t really matter at the time. At the time when Charles’ lips moved perfectly in sync with yours and the three words burned in both your minds.
I love you.