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"My head wasn't right before I met you." Charles says softly. "I use to day dream about how I'd want someone to see me walking through the park through the window of their window high up in a skyscraper and fall in love with me in the blink of an eye."

"What's different about how we met?" Erik asks, holding the mans hand gently.

"Well, for one, I pulled you out of the way of a submarine."

"Nothing warms my heart then two friends growing close enough to love eachother. Two men, saving each others hearts with out selfish intent, learning to trust each other and believe in eachother, learning everything about eachother. Thinking they're heterosexual but growing feelings for eachother. It's the purest form of love. And nothing is better then that. Love growing without the pressure of being in love."

"So its true then. Erik and Charles are an item."

"Yes, Hank, but it's so much more then that. They were made for eachother." Raven says looking over to the two at the other side of the club, casually talking and sliming. "They'd do anything for the other and will do anything they need to keep the other safe."

The two mutants look over at the new adults with a curious look. Erik and Charles appeared not to notice, no focused on whatever they were talking about. But Erik said something that made Charles' face blush a little bit before saying something back and kissing him on the cheek.

"You mustn't go so hard on yourself, Erik."

"I know, Charles. It's just," He says softly, looking at the ground. "I think you're so perfect and whenever I see you I just get reminded that I'll never be half the man you are."

There was a short silence as Charles thought his response.

"Erik you are a foot and a half taller then me. Pull your head out of your ass and kiss me before I throw you down the stairs." Charles says, his face turning a shade of red in frustration and embarrassment

"Do you see this?"

"See what, Charles?"

"Right here on your face, Erik." Charles says,touching his face." "How did you miss it?"

"What is it?" Erik says, starting to get confused and scared.

"Pure raw beauty." He says before kissing his cheek. "All over your face."

Sitting at a picnic table were three people, two lovers and a good friend to both.

"So what are guys planning on doing in the future?" Raven asks them.

"Well, I want to get a nice house outside of town and live there away from all this mutant stuff. Dont get me wrong I love it here and teaching is my passion but I dont see myself doing this into my 80s." Charles says smiling. "I want to live out my days as a man living his live to his hearts content while focusing on only those that mean the most to me. Maybe bring up a hobbie or something like that. Collect coins or stamps. I just want to be your average guy."

"What about you, Erik?"

"Fuck. I was gonna say make a sandwich but now I feel stupid."

"You know, Charles," Erik says turning to the well dress man standing behind him. "I bet you'd look adorable grasping the sheets on my bed."

"No matter how many time you compliment me I'm not making your bed." Charles says shaking his head from side to side

"Did you know, Erik, that when William Shakespeare was still alive and poetry was used to serve as entertainment in from of hundreds, the game Chess would mean something else then what it does right now."

"What do you mean, Charles."

"I mean, when Shakespeare was up in his room writing away, he used the act of playing chess with a friend as a way of saying they were sleeping together."

"What are you insinuating, Charles?" Erik asks, looking over to him.

"I'm saying that right now, if we were to tell William Shakespeare what we were doing, he'd think we're having sex." Charles says with a smile.

"We could always just tell him that we are having sex."

"But we aren't having sex."

"Not yet we aren't." Erik says placing his hand on top of Charles'

"You know I've been thinking. I've been nothing but rude, inconsiderate, obnoxious and a horrible friend." Erik says softly, looking at Charles. "I've called you names, I've mocked your ideas and goals and it occurred to me that I have no idea why you continue to stay in a relationship with me. Why?"

"Because I love you, Erik."

"You know, Erik. I've never liked your name."

"What?" Erik asks, turning around to look at Charles with a smile of disbelief.

"Your name." Charles says with a smirk.

"What about it?"

"I dont like it." He says, shaking his head slightly.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, you should change it."

"Really? To what?"

"Xavier." Charles raises his brow, looking at Erik with a smirk.

"Did you just propose to me?"

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"Sometimes I wish I was a mind reader. Maybe then I could know what's going inside of his head."

"Why do you need to know?"

"I feel like he's always mad at me."

"Why would you think that?"

"I'm not sure." Erik says, looking over at Raven. "I suppose this is the best feeling I've had in a while. I'm just afraid of messing it up."

"You arent going to mess it up. Just call him over here and ask him yourself."

"He's writing right now."

"What's he writing?"

"I'm not sure but he looks frustrated." Erik says looking down at his hand, placed in between his bent legs. "Perhaps a letter saying he wishes to leave me."

"No you're just being paranoid. He's madly in love with you, Erik." Raven says before cupping her hand over her mouth. "Charles! Come out side and spend time with your sister."

Charles looks up from his type writer, a small folded piece of paper in hand. He groans softly before ripping it up and standing up. After a few moments, Charles was outside in his swimsuit. Towel in hand, Charles walks over to the pond in their backyard. He puts his towel down while greeting her and kissing Erik softly. Charles sits in Erik's lap softly, feeling Erik wrap his arms around him to hold him and kiss his neck.

"What were you writing?" Erik asks softly. "You looked very upset."

"Nothing. Its embarrassing." Charles says laughing. "Come now. Let's swim."

Erik smiles and stands up before jumping into the pond, swimming under water.

"What were you writing?" Raven asks.

"A love letter for Erik. But every time I did it came out too cliche and corny. It's very embarrassing. Promise me you wont tell him."

"I won't, dont worry." Raven says with a smile as she watched Charles dip into the pool and swim over to Erik.

"What did I do to deserve you, Erik?" Charles says softly, being held by Erik on his couch.

"Breathe."

"What's wrong Charles?"

"Hm? Nothing."

"You know, I'm not the mind reader. Just tell me what's wrong."

"Do you love me?"

"Of course." Erik says, leaning down next to him.

"Why?" Before Erik could even respond, Charles cut him off. "I mean, you've told me why, but I still can't figure it out."

Erik kisses Charles softly, looking at him and brushing his hair out of his face.

"Will you love me tomorrow?"

"Of course, Charles."

"Will you love me next year?"

"Yes."

"Will you love me in 10 years."

"Charles. I will love you until the day I die. Even if we're apart, there is nothing that could make me stop loving you any less then I love you right now."

Charles smiles and pecks him on the cheek.

"You better marry me."

"Planning on it." Erik says smiling.

"What is it?"

"Nothing it's just, I'm shocked."

"Why are you shocked?"

"I'm not use to attractive people asking me out on dates."

"So this is a date then?"

Charles stiffened up in his chair quickly.

"N-no. Unless you want it to be a date."

"Do you want it to be a date?"

"Kind of. You do want it to be a date?"

"That'd make me very happy."

Charles smiles softly.

"So it's a date."

"What do you think we're going to be when we're older, Erik?" Charles asks, looking up to connect with Erik's eyes.

"Happy." Erik says softly, kissing him lightly

"What was that for?"

"Your lips looked really soft and I wanted to see if they were."

"And?"

Erik leans in and kisses Charpes once more.

"The softest things my lips have ever touched."

Charles blushes softly, looking at Erik with crimson cheeks. After a moment he cracks into a bashful smile and hides his face in his pale blue sweat sleeves.

"Why do you always have to be so good with words?"

"Why do you make it so easy to make you smile." He asks, kissing his forehead. "It makes my heart fluster."

"What's your name?"

"Huh?"

"Your name. What is it?"

"Oh, uh. Charles Xavier."

"Erik Lehnsherr." He says smiling. "So Charles Xavier, what do you do for a living?"

"I work part time as a cook at this restaurant while I finish school."

"What are you studying."

"Genetic Mutation."

"Huh." Erik says, leaning back slightly.

"What?" Charles asks with a shy smile.

"Nothing. I'm just shocked."

"About the field?"

"No. That someone so handsome is also smart."

"Is that shocking to you?"

"Quite." He says knocking in the bar. "You, Charles Xavier, seem to be the whole package. But are there any hidden features?"

"I get 30% off everything here."

"The plot thickens." He says sneakily while leaning closer to Charles as Charles chuckles softly to himself.

Charles sits on a couch in a slightly more then din lit room. In front of his stood a man in a dark brown coat. Charles looks at him with a curious look on his face, not sure how to make of the man in front of him.

"What is it?" The man asks.

"Nothing. It's just," He pauses looking at the mans outfit. "You're wearing quite a ridiculous outfit, Erik."

"You're one to talk." He says softly. "Why are you looking at my outfit?"

"Its made of leather. Its pleasing to look at."

"Does leather excite you?" Erik asks with a small smirk.

"Erik!" He exclaimed.

Erik chuckles and there was a soft pause in between their words.

"Are you gay?" Charles asks looking at Erik. "Because I have this feeling about you."

"Does it please you if I were?"

Charles pauses for a moment, not breaking eye contact with Erik.

"...Yes." He says nodding

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