The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

Steve's embarrassment is quickly magnified to the max, because, it turns out, Angus is unstable, and really is... unstable.

When he found that Angus' Adam's apple was raised again, Steve felt a little regretful, but he was more relieved.

If Angus really turned into a girl, he might be completely confused.

It was Ruiwen who looked at Angus, whose chest was deflated, and stared at Steve: "What did you do?"

Steve tensed up for a moment.

"You kissed... him?" Ruiwen was very upset.

"..." Clearing his throat, Steve tried his best to ignore the gaze focused on him, "No...onlips..."

"So, you kissed him." Ruiwen said qualitatively.

"Yes." Steve took a deep breath.

"Rodgers," Charles cautioned, before sending off Steve and Raven, who were nearly 'sparking' between them, "he's not out of his formative years yet."

Steve holding Angus...he really wasn't in such a hurry.

perhaps.

"...I see." Although Xavier, Raven, they really solved the big problem they had been trying to solve about the physical examination of Angus, Steve still couldn't like this school.

"Well, Hank, go and arrange Angus' bedroom." Charles urged.

"Okay." Hank responded and went out.

After everyone left, Charles let his wheelchair go around, Siren...

Laughing slowly, genes are indeed the most interesting thing in the world.

Angus fell asleep completely, probably really tired, and Steve held him the whole time.

After staying in the new dormitory until around four o'clock in the afternoon, Angus woke up in a daze.

Steve was a little worried by his sleepiness, and he was relieved to see him wake up.

"You can't go to bed for so long next time." Pulling his hair, Steve got up to fetch water for him to drink.

"It's just that I'm not used to it yet." Angus sat up, felt something, and raised his hand to touch his chest.

Before Steve could ask what he was used to, seeing his movements, he stuffed the water glass he was going to feed him into his hands to stop those hands that had nowhere to rest.

"They're gone." Angus was a little puzzled.

Steve... thank goodness for that.

"I still want you to touch it." Angus said surprisingly while holding the cup.

Steve almost missed it in one breath: "... Thank you for thinking of me. But I really don't need..."

"Oh." Angus replied.

Steve couldn't help but cover his face and smiled for a while.

Angus stared at him blankly.

"It's okay..." Steve stopped his smile, and looked at Angus with a smile, "Angus, I always seem to be perfunctory a lot of things to you unintentionally."

"?" Angus looked at him.

Steve walked over, removed the quilt in his hand, pressed his head down, and kissed the top of his hair, a little afraid to look into his eyes.

"I like you the most, and I really miss you when you're not by my side." Although he didn't dare to raise his voice, he finally stopped stuttering.

"When you said you were going to leave, I was really sad. You didn't tell me before and went back to the sea without telling me. I was very angry."

"I was so angry that I was so sad that I even had the idea of ​​not caring about you anymore."

"However, Angus, I like your gift very much. It was really a huge surprise. I was not angry or sad when I was so surprised. I just want to continue to like you the most."

"I'm sorry I kept confusing you."

"Besides, I'm glad you were able to forgive me."

No matter how long Angus slept quietly, the words he had been brewing for as long as he finally spoke out well.Steve breathed a sigh of relief, then pinched his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"OK, these are what I want to say when I come to you this time." Released the hand that was holding his head, Steve got up and turned away, "well...well, what do you mean you're not used to it?"

Angus raised his hand to touch the top of his hair, and looked at Steve.

"Well, my new ability." Angus replied.

"New ability?" Steve went around to the sink by catching water, only his red ears were exposed.

Turning on the tap, the next second, water splashed all over his pants.

Looking at Angus who suddenly appeared in front of him, sitting in the sink, Steve hurriedly reached out to help his waist: "how..."

Angus hugged his neck, kissed his mouth, and pressed his lips firmly.

Steve paused his hands in the air, staring blankly at the back of Angus hugging himself in the opposite mirror.

The hair is a little messy, and the broken hair hangs down on the bluish transparent ear fins, but now they are faint red, trembling slightly, with a slight trembling arc, cute and pitiful.Going down, under the clothes, where the upper and lower body part of the body is looming, there are jade scales shining with subtle light.

A touch of warmth sticks to the side of his leg.

And the whole look of being shocked and bewildered.

There is the smell of Angus in the mouth and nose, always with the fresh breath of tide.

Steve breathed a little repressedly, raised his hand and grabbed the back of Angus's neck, and said in a low voice, "You are really a thousand percent goblin, aren't you?"

Closing his eyes, Steve decided to indulge himself.

Prying his lips open, Steve lowered his eyelids, completely trapped, never wanting to escape.

Finally, Angus did not forcefully break the sweet atmosphere. Steve supported him and whispered against his forehead: "So... this is your new ability?"

Angus hung his head on his shoulders and moved.

"..." Does the mutant gene really have no effect on Angus?

Steve carefully touched the scales on the side of his fish's tail with his fingertips, and the curled tail patted his calf, which was not considered rejection.

According to the small piece, Steve lamented that the feeling of the fish scale is really similar to touching jade.

Or there is a trace of deep coldness inside, a little familiar metallic feeling.

Thinking of something, he distanced himself: "Angus, is that how you found my shield?"

Angus nodded.

"That's why you're so tired?" Steve frowned.

Angus patted him on the forehead: "Several times."

"How many times?" Steve held his wrist, not being comforted at all.

Angus gave up and the humans started again.

Flicking his tail, the ashes fell down, he jumped down from the sink, grabbed the wet clothes behind his buttocks, took off his clothes, and went to the bathroom.

"Angus!" Steve was speechless, followed him to collect his clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

"Angus, do you know that this ability of yours can only be used in very important situations?" Steve walked to the bathtub, filled him with water, and said seriously.

"Yeah." Angus rolled over and lay down under the faucet.

Steve slowed down the water, but he still didn't feel good, so he just took the shower head and held it up.

Angus lay prone on the side of the bathtub, dangling with his hands dangling by the side of the bathtub.

"Is it comfortable?" Steve couldn't help asking when he saw his appearance.

"No." Angus twisted his body and rolled over, "I like sea water."

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is interested.

Holding the shower in his other hand, Steve wondered if there was any way to get water directly from the sea to the house.

Go back and try it.

"Angus, let's move later." Steve knelt down, grabbed his hair, and dismissed.

"Ok?"

"Move to a slightly better place, and we can decorate it ourselves." Steve just had a whim, but now thinking about it, he thinks it's totally feasible.

"You can have what you like."

"Well, yes." Angus agreed.

"OK, I'll watch it when I get back." Inexplicably, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and Steve was full of energy.

Angus rolled in the gradually increasing water and looked at Steve: "When are you going back?"

Steve nodded, yes...he has to go back.

Speaking of it, he seems to have promised Fury to try to return to the battlefield.

The attention that was distracted by Angus's big water finally returned to other things, Steve looked down at Angus: "I may... I will leave tonight."

"Oh." Angus said nothing.

Steve... ok.

"Then, when will you come over after you go back?" Angus continued to ask.

Steve...fuck it, this fish.

Lifting his face and kissing it quickly, Steve said with a smile: "I will as soon as possible."

"I will come to pick you up during the holidays."

Angus touched his face, a little confused.

"Steve, do you like kissing now?"

"..." With a subtle sense of shame, Steve replied seriously, "I like being with you."

Angus rested his chin on his forearm: "You are much better now."

Steve laughed and rubbed his head: "I'm not juice, Angus, you have to make it clear."

"Angus," pushing his arm, Steve also put his hand on the edge of the bathtub, "Pet, you can only have the one you like the most."

"Of all the human beings you can have, you can only want the one you love the most, remember."

Angus stared into his eyes, and he began to not understand what was inside, and he backed away unconsciously.

Steve pinched his chin: "Remember? I want your promise, Angus."

"From now on, all of your life can only have one human being you love the most, even... that's not me."

Steve paused.

Angus twisted his jaw, wanting to leave.

"Angus, I'm serious." Steve didn't let him run, and grabbed his arm.

Angus buried his head in the water, spitting bubbles, and the water surface swayed into a ball, blurring the vision of both eyes.

"..." After a stalemate for a while, Steve finally let go of his hand and sighed.

Maybe it's too early for him...

Although he knew he couldn't act too hastily, he was still a little impatient.

Standing up, Steve looked at the fish in the water hiding himself in his hair for a while, then turned to leave.

With a clatter behind him, Angus threw himself on his back with a big pile of water.

"If I don't like you the most, can I not have you?" Angus wrapped his arms around his neck and tightened slowly.

Steve flipped his hands and dragged his big tail: "...Yes, Angus."

"..." Angus fell silent.

"If you're nervous," Steve patted his tail, "keep it up and don't change how you feel, Angus."

"You know, that's the only way to have me."

Angus bit his shoulder with his mouth open, and Steve hissed, smelling blood.

The teeth scraped into the flesh, but Steve was a little happy.

After a while, Angus almost bit off a piece of his flesh, let go, and licked it.

"I see." Some aggrieved voice.

"Well, keep it in mind, Angus." Steve said seriously.