Erik had just been wandering around during the evening, curiously looking into rooms he hadn't been to. Some were locked, to his surprise. He was walking past the study when he glanced in out of curiosity. He wasn't surprised when he saw Charles sitting at the desk, his head resting on top of it. He wasn't snoring, but it was obvious he was asleep. It was almost... Cute.
He frowned at his own thoughts and shook his head, sighing. He stepped forward and grabbed the door, slowly shutting it close. He nearly cringed as it loudly creaked. He saw Charles stir from where he was. His head lifted as one of his hands moved to rub his eye. He yawned, "Erik...?" He mumbled.
He held back a groan as Charles partially turned to see him. He was half asleep still, eyes half lidded. "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." He said in a hushed tone, standing up straight. God, he looked so innocent.
"No, it's fine... I probably shouldn't sleep in here, anyways." He sighed. Erik hummed lightly in response, staring at him as he sleepily shifted in his seat. He yawned and looked at Erik with a lazy smile. "Was there something you needed?"
Erik stared at him for a second before sighing, stepping fully into the study. He guessed this was a better time than ever to talk. "... Last night."
"Many things happened last night, Erik. I'm afraid you'll have to clarify." He was still smiling. Damn him, Charles knew exactly what he was talking about.
He sighed, shaking his head. This was stupid idea. He didn't even want to talk about it, but he thought Charles would. "Never mind. We can talk about it later." He mumbled, turning to walk out.
"Erik-" He stopped when he felt a hand grab his wrist. The grip was weak; he had no doubt he could get away if he wanted. "I'm sorry. You just looked so serious, I couldn't help teasing you just a bit." He said. His face looked apologetic, but he was still smiling.
Erik scowled, glaring down at him. They stayed silent for a moment, staring at each other before Erik sighed. "I'm sorry for kissing you without asking." He said finally.
Charles' hand fell to his side. He looked like he was searching for something in Erik's face. He smiled, tilting his head lightly. "You're sorry you didn't ask, but not for kissing me?"
He shook his head, a small smile on his face. "Never for kissing you. I'd very much like to kiss you again, actually." His voice was much quieter than he thought it'd be.
Charles looked almost taken aback at his words, but a small smile quickly formed on his face. He looked up at Erik with bright blue eyes, staring at him intently. "Then go ahead." He whispered. Erik barely hesitated, taking a large step until his chest was almost touching Charles'. Charles' hand raised to grip at his shirt sleeve as one of his cupped the younger man's face. He slowly closed the gap between them, tentatively pressing their lips together. Charles reached up to meet him, his eyes sliding close.
His grip tightened on the taller man's shirt as he pressed them flushed against each other, his leg moving between Charles'. His free hand slid into Erik's short hair, lightly gripping it. They moved against each other with deliberately slow movements, Charles' hand sliding down Erik's arm. He hummed lightly as he felt Erik's tongue against his mouth. He wanted to smile as he met Erik's tongue with his own, a spark of pleasure sending shivers down his spine.
They broke apart hesitantly, both breathing heavily. Charles' eyes slowly opened as he stared up into Erik's grey ones. He smiled, letting out a breathy laugh. Erik did as well, one of his hands moving to hold onto the smaller's waist. Erik chuckled, looking down at Charles in amusement and wonder. His face was completely flushed, his cheeks red.
"Oh." They both froze as they heard a new voice behind them. Erik turned his head to see Moira staring at them in shock. Her mouth was open, and her eyes were wide. She quickly looked away as they turned to looked back at her, her cheeks turning bright red. "Sorry- I'll just... Yeah." She quickly walked away, nearly tripping over her own feet.
When she's out of their sight, the two looked at each other. Erik doesn't know whether to be annoyed or amused. He raises an eyebrow when he hears a small giggle slip past Charles' lips. He lets out his own breathy laugh before the two let out actual laughs, releasing each other. Charles wraps his arms around his stomach, bending over as he laughed. Erik isn't laughing as hard, but he' definitely still laughing as he stares at Charles in amusement. There was only really one other thing that could make this any funnier.
"Mow." He snorts when he hears the small noise behind him. Charles looks over at the door and simply starts laughing even harder at Erik's snort. He knew who that was, and he wasn't surprised he was here.
The damned cat was always there.
The second time Erik saw Dante as a human, it wasn't something he had expected. It was the next day, just barely morning when he was walking down the hall to the bathroom. He saw the boy slowly closing a door, completely naked. "... Dante?" He whispered, staring at him in surprise. What was he doing in there? He knew it wasn't Raven's room.
He immediately froze, blue eyes going wide as he slowly turned to stare at the other man. "Oh." His voice was much deeper than he'd imagined. Now that he was thinking of it, how old even was he? Erik had just assumed he was a kid, but he actually had no idea. It'd actually make sense if he was older, seeing as he didn't live with his family.
"What are you doing...?" He stepped closer to the shape shifter.
"I- uh... Um." His hands moved rapidly as he tried to talk. He paused, staring at the man and sighing. He looked down at the ground; Erik thought he saw a blush on his face. "Alex brought me up to his room, and we kinda fell asleep..." He said finally, his face now completely red. It was an odd contrast to his grey skin.
Erik stared at him, surprise etched into his face. He shook his head and sighed. "Did he see you?" He asked slowly.
Dante quickly shook his head, his cheeks turning bright red. He sighed and stared up at Erik, "Could you not tell anyone? Please? It's kind of... Embarrassing." He whispered.
Erik stared at him for a moment before giving him a small smile. "Your secret's safe with me." He replied.
Dante grinned up at him, eyes wide. "Thanks, Erik. I'm gonna go make breakfast now." He said quickly, hurrying down the hall, towards the stairs. Erik turned to watch him go, but he was already a cat again.
He stared after the cat for a second before turning and huffing out a breath, a small smile on his lips. He shook his head and started walking towards the bathroom once again.
Sean could fly now. Charles had scolded Erik on how the man had gone about it, but he had to admit that shoving him off the satellite would be one of the only ways he'd learn. And, it had worked. he was screaming across the back garden, seeming to have the time of his life. And, curiously enough, there was a rather large eagle flying just a few feet away. Raven had practically snorted when she saw the bird.
She sighed happily, watching the two from the back porch. "Well, at least Dante has a flying partner now." She mused. Erik smiled, humming in response. He looked like a golden eagle, feathers and all. That answered his question about if he was always grey. Charles chuckled lightly and slipped his hands into his pockets.
"Well, as nice as this is, I'm hungry." He huffed, "I'll go make us all some lunch, okay?" He smiled and turned away, walking back into the mansion. Erik watched him leave, a fond smile on his face. He blinked, glancing over at Raven. She was staring at him with a knowing grin, her eyebrow raised.
He cleared his throat, the smile disappearing. "Make sure Sean doesn't crash when he lands..." He grumbled, turning and walking off in the direction Charles had gone. Raven stared after him for a moment before giggling, shaking her head lightly. She looked back up to where Sean and Dante were gliding through the sky.
Alex had barely knocked as he entered the study, giving Erik and Charles an apologetic smile as he leaned in. Charles, of course, smiled back at him and beckoned him to come closer. "Is there something wrong?"
Alex shook his head, sighing. "Have you seen Dante?" He asked. Erik and Charles shared a glance before shaking their heads. He sighed again, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Did you need him for something?" Erik asked.
Alex shrugged, "We were in the garden earlier, and he kinda got dirty. I was gonna try to give him a bath, but he ran off."
Charles looked almost appalled at Alex's words, while Erik tried not to laugh. Charles cleared his throat and glared at Erik, who was simply smiling. He looked back at Alex and offered him a small smile. "You'll have to excuse Dante. He's a... fickle cat; he hates baths. I'll ask to Raven to give him one, since he often hides in her room." He said slowly in thought.
The younger man looked almost annoyed at the answer, but he still nodded. "Yeah, okay." He huffed out a breath, resting a hand on his hip. "Sorry for bothering you guys." He mumbled the last part, turning and walking out of the study.
Erik sighed and cracked another smile, looking over at Charles mischievously. He raised an eyebrow, "Shall we continue?" he asked lowly.
Charles looked back at him, then at the table between them. He lifted one of the chess pieces and smiled, "We shall." He replied.
Raven stepped out of the bathroom, a towel around her neck. She sighed contently, humming softly. As she walked back towards her room, she nearly collided with a extremely flustered Moira. She stopped just before they hit each other. "Woah, what's the rush?" She joked.
"Ah- Raven! Sorry... I didn't see you there." Her face was bright red. She took a deep breath, "I just... I was going to ask Charles something, and he was in the study, but then Erik was there too and they were..." She trailed off, looking down at her feet.
Raven stares at her in surprise. Charles and Erik... Were they- No, she knew Charles. They wouldn't do it in the study. She smiled and laughed lightly, shaking her head. She knew this would happen. God, she knew Erik and Charles had a thing for each other. Moira was looking at her in surprise and confusion. "You caught them kissing?" She mused, trying to control her giggles.
She opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it, meekly nodding instead. Raven smiled, patting the woman on the back. She sighed, "Hank so owes me five bucks now." She said happily. Once again, Moira gave her a surprised looked but it soon turned into a smile as she shook her head at the younger woman. "What? You can't tell me you didn't see this coming." She said casually before walking away.
Moira turned to watch her go before sighed, her cheeks still red. She shook her head and let out a small chuckle, "No... I can't say I didn't." She replied softly, turning and walking away in the opposite direction.
The next day, Sean and Alex both expressed concern for where Dante was. No one had seen him that morning, or during training. The grey cat had definitely become apart of their team, even if part the team thought he was a cat. They all loved him in their own ways, especially Alex. He was distracted all through lunch. Only Raven and Charles seemed to not care.
"He's a good cat. He'll be back later." Charles had said simply, sipping on a cup of tea. Erik could tell, the telepath was keeping something. Sean didn't seem fully okay with that answer, but he simply shrugged and carried on eating. Alex frowned and excused himself early from lunch. Erik had no doubt he was going to go looking for the cat.
After lunch, Erik and Charles went out to the garden for training. As they slowly made their way there, Erik decided to ask about Dante. He was about to open his mouth, when Charles cut him off.
"His sister needed him for something. He'll be back later." He said simply, slipping his hands into the pockets of his sweats. Erik frowned, staring at Charles. "And before you ask, I didn't read your mind. I just assumed you'd ask sooner or later about his whereabouts."
Erik hummed lightly, running his thumb against the side of the gun in his hands. He believed Charles about not reading his mind. Sometimes he wondered if he shouldn't believe him, but he does. The man had yet to give him a reason not to. He doubted the smaller man would ever give him a reason.
A/N: Okay, this is kind of a day late but i'm gonna be mean and blame Fallen. She was at comic con all weekend! She had fun though so it's okay.
BUT ANYWHO! I'm really happy and really surprised people are liking this story! This is the first time I've actually gotten reviews on a story? I'M GLAD PEOPLE ARE LIKING DANTE~ He's my precious grey baby and it makes me happy you guys like him~
To be honest, I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this. I know I'm gonna try and stay true to the movies for the most part. If you guys have any suggestions on what you won see with Dante, I'd be happy to oblige. Just, be warned Erik might be gone by next chapter. Might.