An All New Romance

**I spent ages writing out an explanation in the first chapter, so you don't need to know anything X-Men to read! Rated Y for sexual innuendo, mild sexual scenes, mild violence and language. I wouldn't class it R, but I see that some people might.** With Scott Summers about to leave the rest of the time displaced, original X-Men to go travelling with his father, will Warren confess his feelings for the boy with the red sunglasses?


6. The Definition Of Crazy

"Why were you kissing him- I mean, me! I mean- Scott, what the hell is going on?" Walking in on his younger self kissing a guy was hardly an easy thing for Scott Summers to understand.

"Ummm..." Warren stepped back from his boyfriend awkwardly.

"No! This can't happen!" Scott yelled at his younger counterpart.

"Calm down!"

"No, you can't do this to me- us. Ugh!" Scott couldn't believe he was literally arguing with himself about him kissing a guy.

"Why not? It's my body!" Young Scott stated proudly, stepping forward.

"Our body!" His older self retorted. "And because it'll mess everything up."

"Umm... Guys?" Warren stepped up to them awkwardly.

"Stay out of this!" Both Scott's ordered.

"Well, that was strange." Warren mumbled.

"How will it mess things up?" Younger Scott demanded. "Do you not remember how you felt about him?"

"That was just me going through a brief bicurious phase. It didn't mean anything." Present day Scott replied, although he knew in his mind it was a lie.

"A brief phase?" The younger man took hold of his boyfriend beside him and kissed him again. He felt the familiar buzz of excitement when their lips touched. "Does this look like it doesn't mean anything?"

"You'll grow out of it." Scott snapped at himself like an irritating parent.

"Ouch." Warren spoke up. "Always lovely when your boyfriend from the future tells you-"

"Shut up, Warren!" Both men yelled, in sync again.

"Okay." He replied timidly. "Man, this is weird."

"Grow out of it?" Young Scott was insulted by his words. "I love him."

"You can't do this! If the professor misses anything when you go back, and you two end up together, everything will be all wrong!"

"What? I won't grow up living a lie and denying my feelings?" The younger boy replied.

"My children - our children - are kind of a big deal! If you stay with Warren, Nathan and Rachel will never have been born!" The mature Scott argued.

"Don't you want to be happy? Don't you want to be with the person you really love?" The boy replied calmly.

"I want to know my son will live!"

"Am I really this irritatingly selfless?" Younger Scott muttered to Warren.

"Oh, you have no idea." Warren replied mindlessly, rolling his eyes.

"You don't remember, do you?" Scott stepped closer to his older self.

"Remember what?"

"You don't remember what it felt like, seeing him every day and not being able to touch him. Falling more and more in love with him, but not being able to act on it. Having to hide everything you were feeling. Fearing that the professor would delve into your mind and find out these things you were thinking." The boy's confession shocked his boyfriend, who stood open mouthed beside him. "Don't you remember those moments that your eyes would meet his and you would look away quickly, hoping he couldn't see the emotion behind your glasses? Don't you remember the dreams you would have so regularly about finally being able to tell him how you felt? Because I do."

"Oh, Scott." Warren sighed.

"Of course I remember that! But you can't just-"

"I'm fed up of doing things for everyone else's benefit. Can't we just do something for us for once?" Young Scott begged. "You remember loving him, I can see it."

"Fine." His older self replied curtly. "But if this backfires, it's on you."

"Technically, it's on you too, then." Warren muttered, obviously amused by the prospect of his boyfriend having an argument with himself.

"Angel." The maturer man said strongly.

"Uh huh?" Warren perked up.

"I have no idea what I see in you." Older Scott replied bluntly, before leaving the room.

"Charming!" Warren laughed.

"What?" Scott took a deep breath assessing the previous situation. He just had an argument with himself. Isn't that on the criteria for insanity?

"You just said that you didn't see what you saw in me!" Warren emphasized the word 'you' more with each repetition.

"But I was lying, because I do." Scott copied Warren's emphasis of the pronoun that referred to him, smirking to himself.

"Scott?" Warren suddenly sounded more serious.

"Yeah?" Scott continued preparing for training.

"You really meant all those things?" Warren smiled sweetly at his boyfriend.

"What things?" Scott replied mindlessly, whilst switching his glasses for his visor.

"About how you felt before. About me." Warren's words drew Scott's attention back to him.

"Of course. It was killing me, having to resist you." Scott whispered, stepping closer to his love. "I can't imagine how I've grown up without you."

"Well, now you don't have to." Warren ran his fingers through Scott's soft, brown hair.

"I love you, Angel." Scott smiled. Warren kissed his boyfriend quickly.

"I love you too."

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