xp_logs | Jono and Hank | Accidental Roommate

Jono and Hank meet, they're both pretty embarrassed about the whole thing. Set shortly after Q welcomes Hank back to the mansion.

It had been a spectacularly long day.

It had seemed like everything that could go wrong in the library had. The computer system had been glitching, the cart wheel came off while he was pushing it, which knocked the cart into a shelf and had sent all the books on both shelf and cart tumbling to the floor, an encyclopedia had fallen on his head, and someone had left coffee rings on one of the tables which he'd spent the last hour valiantly trying to get rid of.

Jono was excited to take a long well deserved nap in his bed. He'd earned it.

He keyed open the door to his suite and froze when he saw the naked man in front of him. "Er....why are you in my room?"

Hank hadn't know what to do after Q left. He tried to sleep but his brain wouldn't shut off. He tried to read but he couldn't focus. Even going through prime numbers wasn't helpful -- he was up to 929 before he decided to do some exercises. While up in space, sometimes, he would strip down because in space, no one could see you and this way, the vitamin D lamps could reach all his skin. He was aware it wasn't orthodox but what about his mission was? So he was in the process of doing some lunges when the door opened, and a random person stood there.

Hank simply turned, blinked a few time before pushing his glasses up on the bridge of his nose.

"There seems to be some sort of a misunderstanding. I was told this was my room." He reached down to his pocket to fish out his phone when he suddenly realized he was naked. Completely.

Flushing all over, he suddenly stammered and launched himself towards his bed (was it even his bed?), fumbling for a cover or some sort, while also getting his phone to show the email he'd received with the room listed. "Is this your bed? I do apologize if it is. Sexual intercourse occurred on it ... Q didn't say anything about this being a shared room, I trusted entirely too many people and oh dear, oh my stars and garters, this is terrible.." Finally, he'd found what he was looking for and he shoved the screen in the other person's face. "This is the correct room, is it not?"

Jono didn't even have the energy to be mad, just to stand there helplessly. "I'm sorry, did you just say that my pride month mistake of a bed partner who is my powers mentor fucked you in my room?"

He blinked a few times, and for the first time in a while, wished he had a mouth so he could sigh properly, mental sighs just didn't cut it. "When I moved in, I was told I was getting a single in order to keep everyone else safe due to the fact that I'm a walking nuke."

Oh. That explained why Q knew where the room was. Hank wasn't surprised, although he did feel a twinge of pain that he tried to brush aside. Now was not the time to be upset about anything, especially considering he had no idea what that last dalliance was. If it was even that ..or more. Probably not more. That would be highly unlikely, even if Q did say to call him sometime.

"Why are there two beds then? And more importantly, please expand on your powers. It is not a normal occurrence, having nuclear potential. In an odd twist of fate, I have been steadily exposed to radiation recently, to the point of almost being immune to its effects in a certain way. I have no fear being around you.:"

"This was the room they put me in. They forgot I was here for almost a month, I don't exactly think they thought things through." Jono thought flippantly. "Somehow I think you're still susceptible to getting burned by irradiated fire. And I will not be expanding on my powers." Mostly because he couldn't but the naked stranger didn't need to know that.

"Ah, yes, there is no greater weakness than complete irradiation," Hank replied with a nod. "However, I remain unperturbed by the danger. Until I have a chance to speak with this..." He squinted at his phone. "Jubilation Lee, I must remain where I have been assigned. I'm also excessively tired. Jet lag may be easier to tolerate East to West but the fact remains that I would like to rest."

“Have you considered putting on clothes?” Not that Jono necessarily minded the view but still. He had a naked stranger in his room. It would be less weird if clothes were involved. “I’m Jono, by the way…..thanks for not freaking out about the telepathy thing.”

"Why would I react poorly to your method of communication? I assumed there was a reason, and it is not my place to ask." As much as Hank had a very scientific and curious mind, he also respected that Jono immediately shut down any powers conversation. Jono. Interesting name. "I lived alone for a very long time. Clothing became almost optional for me but I hear your point and I will endeavour to rectify the situation as soon as possible.... and my name is Hank. Dr. Hank McCoy. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Can I sleep now?"

"Please. That's all I want to do right now." Jono groaned, moving towards his own part of the suite. Fortunately Quentin hadn't seemed to fuck Hank on his bed. He'd have to remember to text Paige about this development...later, after he'd taken a nap.