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I'm so sorry for the wait, but the holidays are finished, I've just bought a horse and I had inspiration for another fandom real quick, so here comes!

"telepathy"

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ILLUSION :

Chapter 6 :

It was only after at least half an hour that Charles managed to control and recompose himself. Although he was still terrified of the inevitable upcoming discussion, the feeling of Erik's arms around him allowed him to use Erik as an anchor of sorts. He was at the same time thankful and upset that Erik stayed with him.

On one hand, he had someone to support him, to draw strength from, to use as a pillar during one of his rare nervous breakdowns, it also proved Erik's attachment toward him, but on the other hand, he had never allowed anyone other than Raven to even just be aware of what was happening inside the Xavier's Mansion, much less to observe a clear insight of his feelings on the matter. It was even more distressing, because he knew Erik wouldn't let it go, he would want to know everything about it, every detail and he would want to do something about it...

"Charles..." There it is – thought the latter. He felt Erik take a deep breath, obviously to calm his temper that he could feel boiling under the surface. He was afraid of his reaction to his past; maybe he would leave once knowing everything? He couldn't even iagine what would be his life without Erik anymore...

"I think you should talk about it to someone and... I'd be ready to be this person, but I can understand if you prefer to wait for a more opportune moment to do so. Just keep in mind I'm here for you and I don't plan to go anywhere anytime soon." How could this man always know what to tell him? It baffled him.

"Are you sure you are not a hidden telepath?" That at least placed a tiny smile on Erik's face.
"Nice try Charles, but you will not distract me so easily."
"Well, I could try..." sighed the telepath.

A moment passed, though neither of them would have been able to say how much time, before Charles reached a decision.
"Erik... I don't think I'm ready to give you all the details... but I think I'd like to talk a bit about it... if it's all right?..."

Erik was humbled. It was incredible to see this completely different facet of his friend's personality, it was so easy to forget that he could also have problems, fears and secrets; he always presented such a controlled front...

"You see, when I was relatively young, my father died from illness. It was quite shortly after Raven's arrival in the household. However, my mother married again quite soon an associate of my father, Kurt Marko, who came to live with us with his son Cain. Both of them were downright nasty with me because of my intelligence, my heir rights to the inheritance and my freakishness. Soon it developed in real abuse.

Mother was never really of any help since she became alcoholic almost at the same time, and I didn't want them to be able to focus on Raven, as everytime thy thought of her their thoughts would turn quite disgusting, so I made sure to become their prime target.

So before you ask, there was someone who knew all along what was happening, Raven, but it wouldn't have been safe with our mutations to try to talk to someone outside, and inside the mansion none cared."

Here Charles stopped because he didn't want to follow the explanation anymore but didn't know how to change the subject without appearing like a coward fleeing from his problems.

After a while, Erik tightened his hold on the younger man, sighed a little before placing a kiss on his forehead.
"Thank you Charles for your trust..." he whispered.

Then he let go, only to maneuver the youngest enough to be able to look at him in the eyes.
"When you're ready I would like for you to talk a bit more about it, it would do you good, especially concerning the whole rage and serenitything" he added with a tiny grin, which brought a small laugh out of them.

Upon a moment of hesitation, Erik dared again: "As it is a place for confessions, I would like to... ask you... if you would be amenable to pursue our relationship... in a more romantic way?..."

Erik realized his question was awkward and way too formal, but he was clearly lacking experience in this department. He could only hope his pitiful attempts would not be enough to drive Charles away.

His musings were interrupted by a soft hand on his cheek. He reported his attention back to Charles, only to have the pleasure to discover a soft smile on his face.

"I would like that Erik." They shared a smile.
"I do not know how much time we have left before Shaw's attack, but I'd like for us to take it slow... How about we fix a rule of one day a week just the both of us, or do you think it's too presumptuous?"

"It's perfect Charles."

And so, Charles settled again in the arms of his future lover, just to enjoy the feel of each other in this calm environment.

They didn't know what the future would throw at them or how the whole Shaw's debacle would turn out, but they were sure of one thing: they would be together all the way.

And I'm done!

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