Coffee and Bed

Authors note: I ... I am so sorry. I have not updated for about two months now. I can give you a thousand reasons but that will do nothing and you do not deserve that. You deserve more chapters and a end to this story. I will do everything to give you that. It might take a while but I promise I will try. Please enjoy. I know there will be many mistakes because I quick edited so I could finally just get this up. Please excuse them. I am so sorry.

Its 8:45 and Erik is lying in bed listening to his iPod. He had listened to Charles breathing for 15 minutes before. He felt bad for doing that so he put his iPod on. After the fifth song Erik pulls out his headphones and sits up in bed. He ran a hand through his hair and stood up, stretching. He had planned on getting dressed now but then decided that staying in boxers for a few moments longer would not hurt.

He walked down to Charles's room and looked in. Charles was sprawled out on his stomach with the sheets riding at his hips. Erik walked over and put his hand on Charles's back and gave him a slight shake. Charles groaned but didn't open his eyes. Erik did it again, "Come on Charles, wake up."

Charles buried his head into the pillow, "Give me 5 more minutes, love."

Erik rolled his eyes at his new pet name. "5 minutes, that's all," Erik pulled the blanket up Charles's back a bit and walked out of the room.

Charles rolled his head a bit to see Erik walk out. He smiled.

Erik got downstairs and starts making coffee for himself. He then warmed up water for Charles' tea. He grabbed the newspaper that was laying right outside there door. He heard two girls downstairs laughing. Erik did not mind them. They were kind more often than not and did not make too much noise or play music loud.

He went back inside and grabbed his coffee, noticing it was almost 9. Okay, so no leisurely reading the paper. He grabbed the cup of hot water and put a tea bag in it. Erik grabbed his and Charles's mug to start to head up stairs. He set his mug in his room and started walking toward Charles's. He found Charles with the blankets pulled up to his shoulders and asleep. Erik put the cup on the bedside table. Erik had no clue if Charles was awake or not. He grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a letter in it.

Erik walked back to his room and got dressed. He chugged his coffee and went down stairs to grab his keys and wallet.

Once Charles heard the car pull out of the driveway he finally sat up in bed. He takes a sip of tea and gets up to go to the bathroom. He came back into his room and saw the paper underneath the mug. He picked it up and started to read,

Charles, I am going to work. Be back at 11. If you need me you have my number. When I get home we can go look around, if you really want to. Erik

Charles grinned and got back into bed to sleep for another hour or two.

Erik got to work in about 15 minutes. The shop was closer to the college then the house was. He took out his keys and opened the shop door. He works at a music store and club. It's a store during the day that sells CDs and instruments. There is a movable door between the shop and the place next door. The other side is a club with a bar that's opens at night. Depending on the day the door might be open but usually it stays closed. Erik is the co-managers for it. His boss, a total bitch named Emma, owns it but Erik is paid to run the whole thing. It's called, "The Kids," but the back of all their shirts say, "The kids you shouldn't know."

Erik stepped in and examined the damage. It was not as bad as he thought but that's probably because Azazel was working last night. He walked around to the bar and jumped the counter with ease. It was something he always had done. He found the latch and flipping up the little piece if foldable counter. He always thought this was tedious. He counted the glasses, only 3 were broken. That was a good number for a Wednesday night. He did his routine fast today, he wanted to get home. He told himself it was not because he wanted to see Charles.

He counted the chair and the bar stoles. When through the back rooms and went through the bar again. He did not want to do the bathrooms; he never wants to do them. People did a lot of dirty crap in the bathrooms. Erik decided he would just check them and leave a note for Alex telling him to do it when he gets in.

It was around 10:30 when he finished everything. He decided he was going to go grab something to eat for him and Charles. He walked to the cafe two shops down and got two coffees, hoping that Charles did not just drink tea, and muffins. He got to his car and drive home. He walked into the house to see the two girl downstairs come out to leave "Oh, hi Erik," Alani said. She was the sweet one. Rogue, the other girl, was a bit gruff when you first met her. Then you find out she's a softy.

Erik nodded his head at them, his hands were full, "Good morning, girls."

Storm pointed to the two cups of coffee grinning, "Has he already cracked you? Impressive, we might have to meet him later today."

Erik just started to walk upstairs, ignoring the comment, "Bye Rogue. Have a lovely day Alani."

He heard Storm make a huff sound and Rogue laugh, "You too Erik."

Erik somehow opened the front door and set the bag of muffins on the counter. He noticed Charles was no where downstairs. He thought about if for a moment, "You've got to be kidding."

Erik started up the stairs with both of there coffees. He walked to Charles's room and looked in. Erik saw a bundle in the bed with the blankets almost covering the things head. Erik saw the cup empty on the bedside table. He smiled, "Come on Charles, get up."

The bundle moved, "Shut up, asshole."

Erik laughed he set the two cups of coffee down on beside table next to the empty mug. He laid down on top of the blankets next to Charles. Charles rolled over in the bed and Erik could she the bright blue eyes, "Are you really laying in bed with me?"

Erik nodded his head with a smug look on his face, "Yes I am until you get out of bed." He goes a grabs a book from Charles's stack on the floor. He flipped it over and saw the title "Pride and Prejudice." Erik tired to swallow his laugh, he did not succeed

Charles was looking a Erik from under the covers, "What?"

Erik smirked and looked at Charles, "Really, you're reading this?"

"It's a classic and its good, you ass," Charles stated.

"What's happened to your thing about not cussing?" Erik asked opening the book.

"I can decide not abide by that rule because everyone knows I am already intelligent. Also I just woke up, I am not morning person."

Erik was reading the first page, "I noticed."

Charles pulled the blankets over his head again. Erik grabbed them and yanked them back. If looks could kill Erik would be with his mother in hell at the moment. Erik gave a shark like smile, "Its around 10:45, you are not sleeping till noon."

Charles huffed, "Why, I do not know a rule against it."

Erik smirked, "You can sleep till noon if you are hung over or you shagged a girl all night long."

Charles stiffened Erik mentioned shagging a woman, "We'll I am hung over so the rule counts. Also don't even put guide line two in there it will never happen."

Erik looked at Charles. He felt the man's light tone disappear. He was not going to bring it up though, "I meant like really hung over. I bet you drink more then you did last night often. "

Charles slightly pouted, "Maybe."

Erik again gave a shark like smirk before he focused his attention on the book. Charles laid there a watched him. Finally after a few minutes Charles asked, "How long are you staying in my bed?"

Erik tuned the page, "Until you get up."

Charles made a whining noise and rolled back over in his stomach. He laid the trying to pull together enough energy to sit up. When he finally sat up Erik looked over at him, "Up know?"

Charles shook his head, "Nope."

Charles stumbled out of the bed and started to head for the bathroom. Erik started to put the book down when he heard the footsteps coming back. Charles was in the doorway again, "Don't get up."

"Are you keeping me hostage now?" His voice was monotone.

Charles shrugged, "Tell yourself that if it makes you feel better."

Erik chuckles, "Okay, I won't get up."

Charles went to the bathroom and stood there looking in there looking in the mirror for a moment. "I don't like him, I don't like him, I don't like him." Then he splashed water on his face, "Well, that did nothing." He then actually used that bathroom and came back to flop on the bed next to Erik.

Erik was reading the book. He had kicked his shoes off, "Feel better."

Charles nodded rolling over to look at Erik, "Better."

Erik nodded and went back to reading. Charles sat up to look out the window. "Hey Erik."

Erik looked at the man sitting up next to him, "Yes?"

"Where's the library?"

Erik sat the book down, remembering the page. He sat up right behind Charles, his mouth right next to the other man's ear, "It's right there." He pointed out to out over past the tree's to a large building.

Shivers travel through Charles's spine, "Thank you. Can you show me how to get there later?"

Erik laid back down on the bed, "Yeah, why do you need to go there anyway?"

Charles looked back at Erik. "I have a paper to finish."

Erik furrows his eyebrows. "Class has not started though."

Charles smiles. "Summer classes."

Erik sighs and closes his eyes. "I should have known."

Charles sits there for a moment. "Did you get breakfast?"

Erik nodded. "Chocolate pastries."

Charles jumped off the bed. "I call this meeting over." He starts to run down stairs.

Erik chuckles and gets up. He walks downstairs to see Charles sitting at the table with two plates and the bag in the middle. "Come on. I'm starving."

Erik gives his shark like smiles and sits down. "Okay, go first. Two things for each one of us."

Charles went in and grabbed the two pastries with the most chocolate. Erik smirked and took the other two.

Charles eats politely and slowly with a napkin in his lap. Erik eats lounged back in the chair. He couldn't help pointing it out, "So this is where your status shows."

Charles rolls his eyes. "It just my eating habit, like you have one. So when are we going to the library."

Erik smiles, scaring Charles a bit because of the way his lips curled up. "We'll go after you promise to make dinner tonight."

Charles furrows his eyebrows in frustration. "You promised to show me around."

Erik nods. "I did. I never said it would be free."

Charles huffed and eat another bit. "And I was starting to like you."

Erik smirks at the blue eyed man, "You love me."

"Ah, you wish, my friend." He finished off his tea and put the plate in the sink. Then he leans against the counter. "Do you want to take a shower? If so you can go first."

Erik smiled and stood up. He put his plate on top of Charles' in the sink. He leaned on the counter next to the man. "Thank you. Pack up your stuff while I'm in so we can leave after you finish."

Charles looked up at Erik. "Do I still have to make dinner?"

Erik chuckled and pushed off from the counter. "Why would that change?"

Charles wanted to kill Erik with the way he was looking at him. Somewhere in him also wanted to kiss him. "You are such an ass."

Erik turned around and bowed. "My pleasure, your majesty."

Charles grabbed the first towel he could reach and through it at him. "Next time that's a plate. Now go take your bloody shower."

Erik walked up the stair snickering, loving that he pissed of the kid that fast.