You and Pyro were in your room.
You were both studying.
Since you lived in Charles Xavier's School for Gifted Children, you had to balance between training your powers and studying normal subjects.
You had been doing well in the power department.
You were now able to fly without fear, or crashing/flying away.
Logan would never let you live down the time when you just kept flying, so they had to tie a string around you, like a balloon.
Hint hint, it had been his idea.
You were also able to control your molecular combustion.
When you first discovered it, you had been arguing with Logan about the human-balloon situation and blew up his beer.
Unfortunately, in the midst of all that, your studies had been left behind.
Now that you were in full control, you had to catch up.
Your boyfriend of 7 months, John Allerdyce, was being kind enough to help you.
You were having a lot of trouble in the math department.
You managed to grasp the other subjects pretty quickly, but Math was not coming along very well.
John was struggling to explain it.
You felt bad.
"Thank you for trying to help, baby. Really, it means a lot, but maybe i should just go to one of the professors for help. You can go back to your room and relax," you said softly.
John shook his head.
"No, I want to help you. I know you can get it," he assured you.
You smiled at his sweetness and pecked his lips.
"That's it," he smiled.
"What's it?" you asked.
"I'm going to quiz you, and for every question you get right, you get a kiss," John explained.
"What's my motivation?" you teased.
"You get to kiss me," he winked.
"That's a win for you, but what do i get out of it?" you said, playfully.
John gave you an unamused look.
"I'm joking," you laughed, kissing his cheek.
"You're not funny," he mumbled.
John opened the textbook.
As he asked questions, you got a lot wrong.
But when you noticed John's saddening expression, you went to kiss him to cheer him up, like always.
He turned his head away.
"No right answer, no kisses," he said, seriously.
You raised an eyebrow, but continued to answer his questions.
Slowly, you started getting the right.
You enjoyed watching John grin before he would lean over to press his lips to yours.
When you reached the end of the last chapter, John tossed the book to the side and tackled you on the bed.
You laughed as he pinned you by your wrists and laid on top of you.
"I want real kisses as a reward for being the best tutor ever," he said, leaning over your face.
You shook your head.
"Nope," you said.
John looked confused.
"But, you can have kissed for being the best boyfriend ever," you grinned.
John let out an exaggerated sigh.
"I guess that will have to do," he said, kissing you gently.
He let go of your wrists, moving his hands to your waist.
You let your hands go through his hair.
You continued to kiss until you heard someone clear their throat.
You both looked to the door to see Logan there.
"Do you need something?" you groaned.
"No. Just wanted to interrupt," Logan smirked.
You raised your hand threateningly, and Logan leapt of the way.
John stood and shut the door, looking at you.
"What?" you asked, sitting up.
"Would you really have blown him up?" John asked.
"Maybe," you shrugged.
John smiled and leaned over you, kissing you.
"God, i love you," he said, pulling away.
"Quite right, too."
