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dualislogs2019-11-15 11:34 pm
magneticfields) wrote in dualislogs2019-11-15 11:34 pm
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My Family Tree's Losing All Its Leaves
Who: Charles and Erik
What: Maybe they should talk about how easily Erik smashed Charles' doppelgänger? Or the fact that Jean and Raven died like a month ago? Or maybe they'll continue to ignore all that and bicker about the chore chart. Who knows.
Where: Their room
When: Evening, during the pool party
Warnings: Talk of grief, murder, dead children. Probably no smut in this one, though.
[ Erik comes home late, a he usually does. He works as many hours as he can, banking whatever money, secrets, and favors he can get his hands on. The rest of his time is spent exploring as much of the city as he can access without rousing suspicion, or in the basement of the bar tinkering on things. The truth is, he's been remarkably scarce since they moved in together. Or it's his normal amount of scarce, there just usually isn't anybody around to notice it.
He takes off his jacket and his shoes. ]
Miss me?
[ He smiles and bends to kiss the top of Charles' head. ]
Or were you having too much fun in the lazy river?
What: Maybe they should talk about how easily Erik smashed Charles' doppelgänger? Or the fact that Jean and Raven died like a month ago? Or maybe they'll continue to ignore all that and bicker about the chore chart. Who knows.
Where: Their room
When: Evening, during the pool party
Warnings: Talk of grief, murder, dead children. Probably no smut in this one, though.
[ Erik comes home late, a he usually does. He works as many hours as he can, banking whatever money, secrets, and favors he can get his hands on. The rest of his time is spent exploring as much of the city as he can access without rousing suspicion, or in the basement of the bar tinkering on things. The truth is, he's been remarkably scarce since they moved in together. Or it's his normal amount of scarce, there just usually isn't anybody around to notice it.
He takes off his jacket and his shoes. ]
Miss me?
[ He smiles and bends to kiss the top of Charles' head. ]
Or were you having too much fun in the lazy river?
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All of it has been on my mind. I've never been good with my own feelings.
[ tackling his own on top of everyone else's was too much long ago. and though he's long accepted this is the way it must be, that this is an intrinsic part of him, another part misses being numb all over. ]
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[ Pitch black humor is the sort of thing that has kept him sane. If he is sane. Maybe it's evidence of the contrary. He caresses Charles' head, feeling a powerful rush of conflicting emotions at the memory. Grief for his family, shame for his actions, rage at Apocalypse for taking advantage of him in his weakened state, pride at how they managed to defeat him after all, and overwhelming love for Charles. The lifeline that dragged Erik out of the black pit he had jumped into at the start of all that. ]
You took responsibility for your errors in judgment. You were able to apologize to her. She knew how much you loved her. That's not nothing.