Day 2

[goawayleavemealone]

He wakes with a start, his eyes darting around the room quickly, and then falling on Kitty, still asleep with her head on his chest.

He blinks, looks around again, and frowns as the events of the day before come back to him.

What had began a simple phone call to check up on an old flame had turned into him inviting her to run away to London, and her confessing that she thinks they belong together.

Which is terrifying, brilliant, and probably short-lived.

She'd promised the night before that she wouldn't hurt him again, and he wants to believe that, but he knows that jumping into this so soon after she was supposed to marry Piotr Rasputin is playing with a very specific kind of fire.

It's hard to ignore how good it feels to have her so close though. He lays back, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the last time they were like this. it was so long ago, before things had gone south. By that point, they'd been sleeping on opposite sides of the bed, barely touching.

But before all that...when things were good?

Things were really good.

It's painful to admit how much he's thought about being able to do this with her again; how pathetic it makes him that he kept missing this.

He closes his eyes and tries not to think about it.

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[enduring_pryde]

She has been awake before Pete suddenly shifts, but she doesn't say anything. Her head is spinning, left reeling from a dream that felt all too real.

Kitty had experienced many dreams like that throughout the years. And while it felt real, she very much knew it was a dream.

It made for a pleasant version of the future. A continuation of the previous day, but twenty years in the future. Married, happy, with a child who had just moved out of the house. They had a house in the city, with lots of natural light and gardens. She felt deliriously happy and light-headed. There was so much love in her heart--more than she thought was actually possible, really.

Waking up to her present situation suddenly made her life feel dull and lacklustre. Even with the years they had lost, there was so much they could gain from rekindling their relationship. And this time it would work.

Her eyes are still closed when she speaks. "I want to marry you, Pete. I don't care when. I mean, when you're ready--but I want to." She takes a breath. This needed clarification. "I know how this looks, but I'm certain it's what I want. Like at the level of going to Xavier's and becoming a member of the X-Men level of certainty here. That may not sit well with you just yet, but I just wanted to put it out there."