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Title: What's in a Name?
Fandom: X-Men: The Movie
Characters: Pyro, Iceman - roommate fluff
Summary: Sleep is a rare commodity for the Iceman.
Challenge: #412 at
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Bobby blamed that infernal device: it kept him up all hours of the night, tempted and instigated general mayhem, and drove every law-abiding, well-behaved kid at Mutant High positively batty.
It was, of course, St. John Allerdyce's lighter.
"John!"
Bobby got a glare at that, one he shouldn't be able to see at midnight, but sorry, we've got an almost bonfire in here, and seeing the expression on his roommate's face was all too easy.
"It's Pyro," St. John Allerdyce snapped while simultaneously clicking his Zippo lighter shut for the umpteenth and a thousandth time.
Bobby tried the calm negotiation techniques he'd asked Mr. Summers for earlier. "If I call you Pyro, will you please stop clicking the lighter."
The lighter flicked open. John's hand hesitated. He looked...thoughtful.
Bobby felt his hopes rise.
A long pause, then, "Go ahead and call me John if you want." John nodded conclusively. "Just don't expect me to respond." The lighter snapped shut.
Bobby fell back onto his pillow with a groan.
Fandom: X-Men: The Movie
Characters: Pyro, Iceman - roommate fluff
Summary: Sleep is a rare commodity for the Iceman.
Challenge: #412 at
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Bobby blamed that infernal device: it kept him up all hours of the night, tempted and instigated general mayhem, and drove every law-abiding, well-behaved kid at Mutant High positively batty.
It was, of course, St. John Allerdyce's lighter.
"John!"
Bobby got a glare at that, one he shouldn't be able to see at midnight, but sorry, we've got an almost bonfire in here, and seeing the expression on his roommate's face was all too easy.
"It's Pyro," St. John Allerdyce snapped while simultaneously clicking his Zippo lighter shut for the umpteenth and a thousandth time.
Bobby tried the calm negotiation techniques he'd asked Mr. Summers for earlier. "If I call you Pyro, will you please stop clicking the lighter."
The lighter flicked open. John's hand hesitated. He looked...thoughtful.
Bobby felt his hopes rise.
A long pause, then, "Go ahead and call me John if you want." John nodded conclusively. "Just don't expect me to respond." The lighter snapped shut.
Bobby fell back onto his pillow with a groan.