Author:
For: gentle_thorns.
Pairing: Bobby/John.
Setting: Movieverse Post-X1.
Rating: R.
Request: Iceman, Pyro, and camping.
They pitch their tent in the forest behind the mansion for Ororo's survival skills class.
"Not very survival with a tent." John stands back admiring their work.
"Yeah," Bobby answers; he's staring at Marie and Kitty who pound in the last stake into the ground for their tent.
"Jesus, Bobby; you can't even touch her. What kind of dating is that?" John flicks his lighter.
"Got any better ideas, St. John."
"Maybe." John thinks of last night when Bobby came home, slamming the door to their room and sexually frustrated. ‘Happens when you can't touch her,' John had said. And John was on his knees faster than a Catholic at mass. "You need me, Bobby."
Bobby frowns. "Fuck you."
"Scared someone's going to figure out our dirty little secret." John doesn't think it's dirty, but he's not so sure about Bobby. He feels Bobby's fist contact with his face, and he laughs.
Bobby punches John again. Though this time, he aims for John's in the stomach, watching as his friend topples to the ground.
Clutching his stomach, John still laughs from the ground. He doesn't even realize that Kitty's pressing a washcloth to his bleeding face. But he knows that tonight, after everyone's gone to bed, he'll be buried inside Bobby, and their fight won't matter.