A/N: yes just a short drabblish thing I guess. This is an Eric/Charles pairing. I have always liked this pairing, but have found it hard to write on. Excuse all of the mistakes please, and the shortness. I may try to write more on this later when inspiration hits again.
may end up having a continuation of this through Charles' thoughts.
Eric glanced over at his sleeping lover. He loved being close to him. he loved being able to love the man.
Yet, this surely would not last, as it hadn't years before.
At the moment though they could pretend they world held no one but themselves. There wasn't a mutant war, there wasn't anything beyond this bed.
They had been meeting like this for years now, and at the end of the week Charles would always leave. He had his precious X-men to help save the world. And Eric… Eric had the Brotherhood.
Maybe one day before the end of their time on earth, they could join forces and be free to love one another not have to worry over stupid homosapians and their threats.
It was doubtful though, very doubtful.
So Eric was content for now to pretend that there wasn't anything else in the world. Just his lover, himself, and their shared bed.
Just pretend.