Just Jono arguing with Emma. Things that happen.
Disclaimer: No I don't own X-men, or Gen-X, so yeah. And there's no money being made. and all that.
Warnings:implied slash, implied femmeslash, swearing, angst. Pretty light actually. just angsty.
Jono's mind voice
Emma's mind voice
Kiss Kiss Touch Touch

“Stop feeling sorry for yourself, Jonathan, you have it no worse than some of the others.”

That’s not the point!

“Rogue can’t even touch people.”

But she can. She can touch them through fabric, she can kiss someone’s shoulder. She can eat, she can talk, she can smell. She’s still human. I don’t need to compare myself to Rogue to know I have a shitty time of it. It’s my shitty time of it, not some bint’s.

“You can still touch Jono”

Touch! Do you know how much it hurts to be satisfied with your hands? I want to be able to smell, to eat. To be human.

“We none of us are human.”

But you are! You’re mutant but you’re human. You’re whole. You can function. Don’t tell me I don’t have it so bad.

“Jonathan…”

I’ve seen you. I’ve seen you kiss Storm. I’ve even seen you kiss Jean once. Do you know how much it hurts, physically bloody hurts, not to be able to do that? I’m not even a whole mutant. I’m just…stuff.

“Is this coming from something specific?”

Does it need to? I’m angsty, everyone knows it. It’s just how I am.

“Jono, y’there amigo?”

You called him, didn’t you?

Sometimes you just need to let it go.

Bitch. You’re perfect. Beautiful, strong, in charge. What would you know?

Plenty, little boy.

“Jono. Hey, what’s up?”

Be right there, Ange. Jono glared one last time at the woman in white. It hurts, Emma. It hurts that no matter how far I fall I can never kiss him back.


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