𝓜𝓪𝓰𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓸

A part of Charles wanted to take a look inside Erik’s head to see what he was thinking and to know why he was at the school. He didn’t though for multiple reasons. One out of respect for Erik, Charles knew how hard it was for Erik to have his mind so vulnerable, but also because he didn’t particularly want to look into Erik’s mind at the moment, no matter how much he missed the wonderfully bright mind. 

Pushing his wheelchair forward Charles was silent as he rolled to his desk and then was facing Erik. He gave the other man a soft slightly sad smile. He wondered briefly if Erik had just walked in or if Hank had escorted him…yet Hank would most definitely tell him right away so that meant that no one but Charles was aware of Erik being here. 

     ❝ I was just in the middle of class, but no worries it was nearly over. ❞

For some reason Charles felt awkward which was strange because this was Erik. Someone that he knew so so well, yet after their departure Charles didn’t really know what terms were they with one another, who were they to one another? It was quiet as he merely looked over Erik, he looked good, so to say-less tired than he had during the events in Egypt. Charles briefly wondered what Erik had been up to. 

It was strange even for Erik ---- once they could have been called friends, and at another time enemies. Not that it mattered, usually, they never managed to see eye to eye, but there was a reason he was here with out anything protecting him. It was, in essence a  simple way to prove he didn’t have any grudges against the students or even Charles himself.

          ❝ I wouldn’t be here if I had any other choice, Charles. ❞

Rather, he had other choices, but this seemed to be the only one that made any real sense. He could, in essence leave, but he was so close to his goal that he could taste it ---- a reason to why he was here in the first place. They might not have agreed eye to eye, but he hoped that he could convince the other to help in some way.

                   “I want to prove to them that there’s nothing to be scared of. Yes, we can                     do extraordinary things and yes, we might look different, but aren’t there                     men and women in the community like that anyway? Aren’t there different                     ethnicities? Aren’t there different sexual preferences? Aren’t there different                     kids of men and woman and everyone in between? We are just as different                     as they are but more misunderstood. If we were to assure them that we                      are just as deserving of equality as everyone else and that we’re just people                     then maybe coexistence is more than just a dream.” 

                  “There is a difference between being able to have different views and                    having other’s accept them.” There was a pause, “Trust me, I know                     what happened when part of the WORLD decided that people were                     better to just be thrown away or shoved into camps to be killed.”

As much as Erik would have WANTED to say that the X-men would be safe, he knew with out a doubt they wouldn’t be. It was coming, it wouldn’t be today, it wouldn’t be tomorrow, but soon. Eventually, it would happen, and he was WANTING to get them READY ---- even though there was a major assumption that it wouldn’t happen. It would NEVER happen as long  as they didn’t see the TRUTH that was right in-front of them.

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Charles was very surprised to feel Erik on the confines of his school. After their parting he didn’t think they would see one another for quite a considerable amount of time. Of course, him pausing as he was in the middle of constructing a class caused some questions from the students.

     ❝ …class dismissed everyone. so terribly sorry but I have something i have to check up on.❞ 

Wheeling towards the door he immediately started towards where he could feel Erik, which was strange in itself as the man was not wearing his helmet. Although they had parted with Erik not wearing his helmet, Charles assumed he would still use it, especially in a school with other telepaths such as Jean. Approaching his office, where Erik was, Charles opened the door to see Erik standing in the middle of the room with his back towards him. 

         To say the very least, he wasn’t expecting to be back this soon either, but sometimes he had to make decisions that he didn’t exactly like. Usually, he would have managed to wear it, but the problem was far too many knew him like that. Magneto, the name that ether inspired admiration or fear, and in some cases? It both at the same time.

          However, to say the very least, he didn’t exactly want to stay here long, and while Erik simply wanted to talk? He knew that staying here for a long amount of time wasn’t exactly decent ---- Helmet or not, someone would recognize him, and he didn’t even know what would happen in all reality. 

           “ Neither did I.” 

         To say the very least, he wasn’t expecting to be welcomed with open arms, but there was a reason why he didn’t have his helmet on. It protected him, but also it was a burden that sometimes he didn’t know if he could still manage after all this time. 

         Suffice to say, recent events aside, he still was wanted by half the world, and not just due to the events in DC. Yet, it was something that had defined him, and while he thought that he could still handle it alone.... he was learning that it was quite impossible when the whole would would rather turn it’s back on everything that Erik stood for.

“Improbable,” Bucky replied, looking over towards another with a certain level of respect in his dark eyes. Of course on some level he did know that it was foolish for one man to try and take on the entire organization.  “They created me, I intend to pay them back for such kindness.”  The venom that dripped from his lips was not one easily forgotten.  It mixed with the anger and the hatred that he felt for them, and amplified it.

            Erik might not have known all the rumors, but at least he knew some of them, and none of them were decent. To say the very least, it wasn’t something he wanted to hear, but he knew that someone had to deal with them, and it seemed it had to come down to the bottom line as per-usual. 

              Suffice to say, he might not have been happy about the situation, but at least he was doing something to stop other’s getting hurt; Mutants always came first, but this wasn’t about them for the time being. It was, in essence, a threat that was against everyone, and he knew he needed to act. 

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”