Scott x Daken
“Who hurt you?”
The words threw him off guard. He didn’t realize that Daken was asking him.
Scott shrugged, refusing to meet Daken’s gaze. “I don’t remember.” His eyes were on the pale grey carpeting. He noticed the crumbs and noted to vacuum later.
Daken moved closer to him. Scott stood his ground. He glances over to his - god, what were they?- to see Daken’s blank expression. Daken gripped Scott’s jaw. Scott swallowed nervously at the pressure on his jaw a bit of fear boiling in his chest. Being gentle, Daken turned Scott’s head, examining the faint blue bruise on Scott’s cheek.
“So, they just letting everyone beat the crap out of you?”
Scott didn’t say anything. He only stared at Daken’s face. Despite Daken usually switching from a cocky face to an expressionless one, Scott noticed his tighten jaw. Daken still stared at Scott’s bruise. Scott wondered what was going on in his head.
Finally, Daken let go and scoffed. “I know my dad fucking hates you, but I thought he at least gives some shit about you.”
“He doesn’t know,” Scott cut in.
Daken raised his eyebrow. “He doesn’t?” He chuckled. “Did you even bother to?”
“Why? I don’t have to tell him anything!” Scott snapped. “I don’t need him to protect me! I can do that myself!”
“Then why did you fight back?”
“What makes you think I didn’t?”
“I can’t smell anyone else’s blood on you. There’s no cuts or bruises on your knuckles.”
Scott looked down at his hands. The only scrape on his hands was from stopping his head from hitting the ground. Scott sucked in a deep breath and searched for something in the room to focus on, anything except for Daken.
“I...can’t,” he whispered. “I can’t prove them right that I’m violent.”
He heard Daken sigh. “You’re not like him, don’t they know that? You two are from different timelines.”
“That’s who I grow up to be. That’s who everyone sees me as,” Scott said.
“That’s because they’re idiots.”
Then there’s silence between the two. Scott decided to look at Daken, who avoided his gaze. Scott knows that whatever this is between Daken and him is supposed to be a “serious relationship”; Daken is too much of a sociopath to deeply care about Scott’s feeling, but he did make attempts to.
“Listen, compared to the other fucked up shits some members of X-Men have done, your older self’s crimes don’t compare,” Daken pointed out. “If they can forgive Magento, hell, even my father, they can forgive you too.”
Scott nodded. While Daken was right about the hypocrisy of the older X-Men members, he knows it won’t happen for a long time.