So Easy

Author: Katherine

E-mail: avril_1504@yahoo.com

 

A/N : in an angsty mood… don't kill me for being mean to both of them! *scurries away*

Disclaimer: not mine, don't sue

 

It was so easy to fall in love.

 

With the luminous, sparkling, intoxicating blue eyes in his imagination, drawing him helplessly into an euphoria of swirling, crushing emotions.

So easy to be consumed with a torturous, sensually painful ache that left him breathless after every accidental touch, every frustrated glare, every angry word.

So terribly, irresistibly easy to abandon all inhibitions and surrender to the waves of desire and lust, allowing himself to be reduced to a gooey puddle incapable of coherent thought and devoid of the coldness he prided himself on.

It was so easy to remain in love.

With this brown haired angel that flushed a flattering shade of crimson whenever he was greeted with sarcastic, biting remarks about being the "fearless leader."

So easy to savour every wrathful reaction, every incensed look, every enraged response.

So unbelievably easy to deliberately arrange matters so that he was the one fighting him all the time, willingly protecting him under the pretext of trying to hurt him.

It was so easy to be seduced by temptation.

To succumb to his infatuation that bloated up, from being a harmless wonder to a monstrous craving to discover just how the "fearless leader" would react when cornered.

So easy to discard the most precious, extraordinary feeling of selfless, untainted love and simply back him against the wall in the misty, steamy locker room and forced him to do his bidding.

So terribly easy to simply snatch his shades from his fragile face and warn him about the consequences if he were to even consider opening his eyes.

So sickeningly easy to snicker about how his eye-beams didn't kill everyone, he would make sure everyone died simply by utilising his own powers.

So frightening easy to harshly and cruelly treat him like a whore and in the process, becoming utterly disgusted with himself.

It was so easy to leave.

To simply draw up his pants and leave a crumpled, piteous, shell-shocked X-men huddled in a corner of the locker room.

So easy to sneer and snarl about how absolutely fucking delighted he was to have committed the horrendous deed.

So appallingly, ghastly easy to stalk away without a backward glance and pretend his heart wasn't shattering with the boy he had left behind, to pretend that he wasn't loathing himself with a fierce vengeance.

He hoped it would be as easy to forgive himself.

 

 

 

A/N2: btw, are evolution Scott's eyes brown or blue? I went with blue cos I kept remembering James Marsden's gorgeous blue eyes in the movie so don't picket me if I get the colour of Scott's eyes wrong ^_^