Title: New Costumes
Fandoms: X-Men Evolution
Pairings: Rogue/Scott
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Spoilers for "Future" costumes
Summary: Rogue reacts to her new costume.
Notes: Written for xmen100 prompt costume and for for fivebyfiction prompt Rogue.
[...Table...]


PART 1:

“I thought for sure you’d love the new costumes,” Kitty states pulling on her new gauntlets. She’d already mostly dressed compared to Rogue who still stared intently at the opened box. Jean moved closer to them, fully dressed up, sitting beside Rogue on the bench.

“There’s no gloves,” Rogue mumbled softly, the other two women just barely hearing her.

“You have control now,” Jean stated simply, knowing Rogue still had reservations on the reasons why she control now. Hell, she couldn’t blame the woman with what she’s been through time after time.

“For how long though?” Rogue managed to ask.


PART 2:


Jean and Kitty had left her alone, but apparently they had gone for reinforcement – helping Scott sneak into the dressing room before they disappeared again. Sighing deeply, Rogue glanced up at him, having not moved since she’d opened the box. She took in his new uniform – his exposed lower and upper arms, his all black uniform except for the cream colored boots that reached his knees, the belt that surrounded his waist and reached up to each shoulder, the new black visor, and finally her eyes land on his gloves.

He still looked good, but she missed his other costume.


PART 3:


“Why won’t you put it on?” Scott asks, after the silence had stretched. “You said it fit perfectly last night.”

“It does,” Rogue nods in agreement, her gaze already returned to the package. Last night the two had tried on their new costumes and she hadn’t lied to him. And she did like her new costume, even if she missed how much more her old costume covered and she hadn’t even realized that the new one didn’t have a matching set of gloves. She might be able to touch now, however the fear of ever losing control again ever present.


PART 4:


“I would stay you could borrow mine, but I think these are a size or two big for you,” Scott joked, brushing his gloved hands over her ungloved ones. A small smile appeared on her lips as she looked to him, he’d had moved to sit by her side and he left no room between them as he often did now. They may have only been officially together for a few weeks, but the intimacy between them had been there for years by now. “How about you put that costume on for today’s session and tomorrow we’ll find gloves together?”


PART 5:


Much later, after the danger room session had ended and Rogue was left alone in the dressing room to change out of her costume, Scott joined her in the room. Rogue glanced up in the mirror to catch him still in his costume, just in a little rougher shape due the danger room session. With a smirk, she turned to face him, folding her arms over her chest. “I think I’ll be just fine undressing on my own.”

“Oh I know, but where is the fun in that?” Scott asked with his own mischievous smirk, moving closer and kissing her.



THE END.