A/N: As always I'm taking prompts and ships, and continues of other prompt and ship chapters! Disclaimer I don't own anything.
Charles was a worker, I could appreciate that. Everyday I would eat lunch with him, he would tell me what he was building. Every night we eat dinner together and walk under the stars. Every moment together we would hold hands.
He was the kind of man to grow old with, to build you a house to raise your kids in and love you for the rest of your life.
He would talk to me about the future and when you did something cute or nice with him he'd say, "You know I love you right?"
He'd hold me in his hands.
How could I ever leave that? That place in his arms.
And when we meet on that summer day, years into safety, and he asked me to marry him, I said yes, I would've said yes a million times.