Date: 2017-01-15 08:18 am (UTC)
theycalledmeacurse: (angelic)
Rogue climbed onto the bed, adjusting her pajamas as she curled her feet up under her. She watched Steve go to the windows and very nearly protested when she realized what he was about to do, but she knew that he'd made up his mind and wanted to do this for her benefit, regardless of how much he'd be bothered by the signs of winter beyond. So instead she waited for him for him to join her, staying close but not nestling in beside him as she usually would.

"I've told you before that I was given up when I was a baby," she began, reaching out to take one of his hands in hers. It was the only contact they had between them, but it was needed while she got everything out. "I was in and out of all sorts of foster homes that had a bunch of other kids -- I was just another paycheck. But then a woman named Raven Darkholme took me in and she was... She was the first mother I ever knew. The first person who ever made me feel like she was glad I was alive. She gave me my first birthday present, my first real Christmas with a tree and lights, she helped me with homework and read bedtime stories to me. She made me feel like I was loved."
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