#bobby muse

ㅤㅤWhile waiting for Hank to get a moment, Bobby realizes it's be a very long time since he's heard his friend sing. He's always sung while working hasn't he? Bobby's lips press together in thought as he pulls his smoothie away. Visiting Hang at work after he left the X-Men had been a different setting entirely, not a lot of time of feeling comfortable in private or with your friends around.

ㅤㅤBobby's blue eyes jerk upwards when he hears the shock in Hank's oh. The fact his friend looks utterly floored, any other time Bobby would take it as reaching an unknown challenge. Just to get that expression on his friends face. But the fact, Bobby thinks, it's just from his appearance? The realness of the disbelief causes him to realize just how much of a bad friend he's been.

ㅤㅤSure, life's been busy. Being on separate teams makes everything more difficult. Takes a lot of effort to rearrange things. Make the time. He's done it, he has that ability. He should have made time for Hank too.

ㅤㅤA cheerful smile curves over his lips. " I'm getting the hang of it, it's nice . Krakoa's different from the school, more enjoyable. More ways to help other mutants... " He pauses a few moments to get his thoughts together.

ㅤㅤ" I feel that I'm actually getting a handle on myself. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHow about--? "

ㅤㅤHe's doing it again, pretending he doesn't notice something. He thought he'd gotten better at not doing it.

ㅤㅤBobby let out a breath, the only sign of his nerves is a faint icy vapor trail mixed within his exhale. Another glimpse of it shows seconds later as Bobby looks down, gripping his straw & tugging at it gently, making it look like he's stirring it instead of it being a tick.

ㅤㅤWhat does he even say? Words only go so far & he's found actions are better or a mixture. Would words even matter? Which ones? There are so many jokes or light japs that flow through his mind, he has to push that urge back before they start popping out.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤHe's gunna wing it. He's good at that right?

ㅤㅤOnce Rogue's comfortable, Bobby shifts again, mainly for the fact he realizes he's sitting on the extra uncomfortable spot. It's easily fixed with just a little shift. He makes sure it's a slow shift, not wanting to jostle Rogue in the process of making himself more comfortable.

ㅤㅤHis head moves to place a soft kiss on the thickest part of her hood, probably kissing more of her hair than the top of her head, mainly for the fact her expression gives him the impulse to give her safe affection. Or more of it. He's not sure why, she could be just as exhausted as he is. He's not going to ask, not with how long their day was, deciding to let her bring it up if she feels the need.

ㅤㅤ" Mmmm… " His hum sounds more like a sleepy sound than a thoughtful one. Raising one of his hands, he rubs the side of his head, keeping the ends of his sleeve curled over his fingers before returning it to her side, his thumb returning to a light soothing motion at her side.

ㅤㅤBobby used to be the king of this, shifting things around & packing them tightly into a nice little ice cube package. He sometimes still does this, he'd probably still be doing this if it wasn't for the fact he could freeze the world if he allows too many things to build.

      It’s not that hard for Christian to find Bobby, he’s nearby on the shores edge of Krakoa, sitting on an ice rock, a small picnic basket & blanket resting at his feet. Bobby’s putting the finishing touches on a few presents for his close friends. Nothing as detailed as he’d left for Christian to find, just carefully preserving the flowers & frosting them & giving them a small yellow ribbon or string to signify friendship. It had probably taken him a little longer than he’d admit at picking the flowers, specifically for their meaning. 

        After an extensively long session in the danger room, Bobby ends up sprawled out on the couch in the common room of Xavier’s School for the Gifted. Aimlessly channel surfing as he tries to focus on the mental exercises the Professor gave him. He’s not procrastinating with them, per say, they’re just annoying & he’d made it to the common room before the other students so he’s going to take full advantage.

        Blue eyes flick over when he notices Rogue from the corner of his eye, she has a look he knows all too well. It has him pushing himself into an upright position as she makes her way to the couch. His arms easily move outwards as she settles in his lap for a cuddle.

        Stretching out his legs, he presses a foot into the coffee table, more to help keep Rogue on his lap than anything else & he sets the remote down on the cushion next to them. Tugging his sleeves over his hand, he tucks them over his fingers before he wraps his arms around her to tug her closer. His fingers lightly rubbing soothingly over her side through different layers of clothing.

@argentarrogance asked: Moonwalks in and turns on particular radio music at Bobby's arrival.

ㅤㅤThe moment Bobby realizes what song is playing, he glances over to Pietro before a cloud of ice vapor streams out around him.