Jean and Erik had just rebuilt Xavier’s school. The new generation of X-Men had just defeated Apocalypse, you included. To celebrate, Peter, your best friend threw a party in the training fields. You were currently letting loose on the dance floor with Jean, having the time of your life, dancing, drinking, smiling. Peter watched from afar, totally checking you out, a smirk rested on his lips. “Damn…” He muttered, not knowing you had caught him staring.