#schoolxm

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"It’s not Hank’s fault," Charles says, even though Erik can hear him thinking, maybe it’s a little Hank’s fault. Powerswap.

notes: a power swap au!

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They keep waking up sprawled around each other. They don't even sleep in the same room.

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Erik gives driving, sewing, and cooking lessons, soothes nightmares, bolsters self-esteem, and still can't figure out why Charles keeps smiling at him like that.

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Set one year post movie, Charles overloads himself in Cerebro, and his mind goes walkabout; wherever he is (and he’s around), it’s not in his body. Erik temporarily takes over the school in his absence, and finds that there’s little time for resentment or hatred when he’s busy organizing assigned reading for English lit, keeping the youngest children out of trouble, and trying to talk Raven into wearing clothing for the boys’ sake. Somewhere in between taking responsibility for the students and dreaming Charles’ dreams every night, he manages to remember that he’s something rather more than a weapon. In other words: A Love Story between two Gentlemen, told in Prose, Epistles, and Nonsense Rhymes.

Notes: after the beach divorce all I wanted was a fic where Erik got over himself and Charles and him run the school together. This fic gave me half of that and believe me, it was enough.