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Erik Lensherr ([personal profile] diecastking) wrote2012-02-27 08:18 pm

XMFC/Take me out

After his fight with Charles, Erik is careful to keep James at arms length. While he enjoys the man's company, Charles seems to have some sort of problem with it. For the sake of his lover's comfort, Erik is willing to sacrifice one friendship.

But one night after dinner, James approaches him with a map, excitedly pointing out a Civil War fort in an area of particular geological significance. He proposes a joint field trip. Erik is caught up in James' enthusiasm and readily agrees.

James tells him about a second-hand minibus he's seen in town and Erik agrees they should look at it. Without a second thought, Erik fetches the motorbike and James climbs on the back, the two of them chattering about their field trip.
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-27 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
For his part, Charles has been trying his best not to let his jealousy become irrational. James is just a friend, to the both of them, and if Erik wants to spend time with him then that's no different from him wanting to spend time with Alex, or Sean.

Only Charles can't quite make himself believe that. It's something in the way James is, the way he behaves around Erik. Charles doesn't need to be a telepath to see the attraction there, though Erik seems oblivious.

The final straw is when Charles watches them ride off together on Erik's bike. That bike had been a gift from him, and he'd never intended Erik to share it so readily. It hurts him in a way he can't describe.
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-27 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
And that's just another nail through Charles' heart, watching from his study window as they return late, minds full of joy. With the security lights triggered, he can clearly see the wine, and the smiles on their faces.

Turning away, he crosses the room to lock his study door. It won't stop Erik if he truly wants to get in, but he hopes he'll respect his privacy.
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-27 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Charles considers ignoring Erik for a moment, and then decides that's petty. That would take them back down the same path as before.

//I'm busy// he lies instead.
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-27 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
//I'll be there in a minute// Charles replies, knowing that he can't hide away in his office all night. And he refuses to give up his bedroom over this.

He thinks he's capable of keeping his feelings hidden.
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-27 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Charles shows up twenty minutes later, silently preparing himself for bed. If Erik asks, he's saying he has a headache. He's not beyond using the oldest excuse in the book.
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-27 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am," Charles answers simply.

"I've been working all evening."
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-27 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh?" Charles forces himself to sound interested as he transfers into bed, getting himself under the covers and closing his eyes.
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-28 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Charles doesn't pull away or resist Erik's advances, but neither does he respond in any way, lying still and tense in his arms.

"Why there?"
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-28 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Typical. History and chemistry. Charles struggles not to rise to that latest taunt, fighting not to get angry. That never ends well, and there's no point. They'll just go to bed bitter.

"I'm just tired. I'll be fine in the morning."
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[personal profile] guideshapelead 2012-02-28 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Goodnight, Erik," Charles responds, out loud rather than telepathically. Closing his eyes, he falls silent, though not to sleep. He doesn't think that will come for a while.