littlesilvered

Bobby fell onto the bed, completely exhausted from training. Every muscle in his body hurt from the Danger Room session Cyclops had run them through not to mention his fingers felt cold from power overload. Alls he wanted to do was bury his head in his pillow and pass out.

He was half asleep when he felt the bed dip a little as someone sat down beside him. Bobby attempted to turn to greet the person, but he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder and a small shushing noise. Sighing, Bobby just laid there, not really caring what the other did.

Warm hands slipped under his shirt, grabbing the hem to slowly pull it up to his shoulders. Bobby lifted his head so it could be pulled over his head, then dumped on the floor. He lowered his head back to the pillow, closing his eyes.

Those same warm hands began carefully poking at his back, finding all the knots that had formed over the past few hours. Bobby sighed in relief as they centered on the large one between his shoulder blades, almost moaning when he felt the hands grow warmer with a tiny burst of the other’s mutation.

What seemed like hours to Bobby but could only have been a few minutes, Bobby lay limply on the bed, completely relaxed thanks to the others warm, talented hands. He heard rustling beside him, then the bed dipped again as someone joined him in bed.

“Your brother is evil.” Bobby mumbled as he rolled over to look into a tanned face, framed by long blonde hair.

Alex just grinned as he wrapped his arms around Bobby’s waist and curled up into him. “You’re lucky you got the Summers brother whose good with his hands then.”

“Mmmm…” Bobby added in affirmation, suddenly very sleepy. “You got that right.”

“Go to sleep Bobby.” Alex kissed him on the forehead and by the time he’d settled back, the other was fast asleep. He just smiled, admiring how peaceful Bobby looked as he slept then closed his eyes, making a mental note to talk to Scott tomorrow.