Can't Ruin My Day Pt. 2
Pairing: Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr (X-Men: First Class)
It was late and the moon was out, everyone was settled in their rooms ready for sleep, everyone but Erik who stood out in the garden leaning against the cement brick half wall that bordered the pathway. He was so lost in his thoughts and calling himself stupid over and over from previous events that day that he never felt Alex's presence as he approached.
"Having guy trouble, huh?" Erik shot his attention to the young man and sighed in relief when he realized who it was.
"What do you mean?"
"You know, stuff we guys deal with. Like falling in love with the wrong person, having to deal with the pressure of acting like we don't care about certain things when we actually do. That kind of stuff." Alex casually leaned up against the short wall next to his elder.
"Oh, yes, guy trouble… Alex, how old are you?"
"Twenty, why?" Erik gave the younger man a one-over and smiled.
"Nothing, aside from some small incidents, you seem very mature for your age is all. It startles me when you go on about adult things."
"It startles me as well. In fact I'm used to people not really paying attention to me." Alex's mouth jerked on one side and bobbed his head a little, agreeing with Erik's previous statement.
"I don't understand why they wouldn't, you stand out quite a bit. Personality wise, you seem like the kind that shines a bit brighter from the rest of the crowd." Alex smiled and ducked his head.
"Thank you for that, but most people focus on my older brother. He was good in school and in sports. I was just the kid who tagged along, then I figured out my powers and things went downhill from there." Erik felt a flicker of anger at that last statement and chewed on his bottom lip.
"That's an awful thing really. You have such an amazing gift, Alex, all you need to do is learn to harness it and the world is yours. Control your abilities, don't let them control you." Alex smiled again and lifted his head back up to look at Erik.
"You know, you're not that bad at giving advice and you're a pretty good listener. That's pretty rad." The elder nodded his head in approval and chuckled.
"I try. It's hard though, never had anyone to give me advice or listen to me unless they were teaching me how to harness my powers to kill. Hopefully, soon, you will have a better life. In fact, I know you will. Just give it time, we're all going to learn a few things here and come out better and stronger. Don't give up your hope for a good life. It's never too late."
"Well, giving up was never an option. But there is one thing I will tell you, if you don't mind, it's okay to let people get close to you. Who knows, maybe you'll find someone worth keeping. I better get to bed since we have training tomorrow." Alex pushed himself off of the wall and gave Erik a firm pat on the shoulder before walking off. Erik thought it was a tad odd that he would chose to leave on that note, but then again, Alex is full of surprises.
Charles shuffled groggily into the kitchen where the metal bender sat with his newspaper and half eaten breakfast. Erik peaked over his newspaper, the morning "glow" Charles gave off with his mussed hair, wrinkle impressions on his face and crinkled pajamas was all to glorious.
"Sleep well?" He hummed amusingly.
"Not at all. Not a wink of sleep because Sean and Hank stayed up all night thinking as loudly as they possibly could, and the things they were thinking were not pleasant at all, I can assure you." Charles bee-lined his way to the coffee maker and waited patiently for the cup to fill. Erik barked a laugh and tossed the paper on the table next to his plate.
"Oh, this should be good. What on earth were they thinking so loudly?"
"Trust me, you do not want to know." Why was the coffee taking so long?
"Well feel free to take a nap whenever you feel too drained, I'll entertain the children for a good hour or two, longer if you'd like." Erik noted that Charles seemed to be attempting to use his telepathy to make the coffee machine work faster but to no avail, he must be desperate.
"I'll be fine. I don't want to wake up and find out you pushed Sean out of a window, or worse." The frumpy little man managed to pull his gaze away from the coffee maker long enough to give Erik a half-hearted glare.
"Why on earth would I do something like that? He's annoying, yes, and his... slowness can really irk me sometimes, but I would never do anything so mean." Erik gives Charles an innocent look before they both let out a small laugh.
"Between you and I, I might just go ahead and do it myself if he doesn't stop thinking so loudly at night." Charles finally pulled out the mug and sat adjacent to Erik at the table.
"How can one "think loudly"? Can't you just tune it out? If you can make people to do things they don't want to do simply by tapping into their mind, I would assume you could at least do that." A playful smirk felt like a challenging jab at Charles' side, he hummed and glared back at the smile that faced him. Erik then realized that Charles was, in fact, a normal person, because there is not a single being on the planet that could always be so damn happy. This was a good sign. At least he thinks it was a good sign.
"It's hard to block people out when I'm asleep. People's thoughts tend to turn into dreams when they think too loud. And that was a side of Sean and Hank that I didn't want to see."
"Can you blame them? They're turning into men."
"When I see them having sex vividly, yes. Yes I can." Erik laughed again and rested his elbows on the table, his hands propping his head up thoughtfully.
"My, my, professor, I don't think I've ever seen you blush so hard before."
"I don't think I've ever blushed this hard before, to be honest." Certain thoughts passed through Erik's mind that made Charles' blush deepen a few shades darker. When Erik noticed this, he quickly changed the subject.
"So, what are the plans for today, oh wise one?"
"Training and trying not to wring the boys' necks. Maybe lunch in the gardens, just you and I?"
"That sounds delightful. I'm in love with the gardens here." Charles nodded and stretched, taking a long yawn.
"Then it's a date. Well, I think I'm going to take that nap after all. Tell the children we'll start in a couple of hours, would you?" Erik nodded and stood to leave, in passing, he gently placed his hand on Charles' arm and leaned closer to his ear.
"Get some rest, it's going to be a long day." Before he had the chance to walk away, Charles held his hand firmly over Erik's while it was still on his arm.
"Actually, would you mind if you walk me to my room?" The metal bender paused and looked back at Charles in thought. Shortly after, a soft smile spread on his lips.
"I don't see why not."
This is based off of an online RP I did with my girlfriend, so some of the lines were copied straight from the conversation if anything seems odd or out of place. Thank you for reading!