𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘖𝘛

we were like gods at the dawning of the world， and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.

⠀ “Erik… And what would I do? There's not much left of Charles to enjoy, not even Moira remembers who I was before all this.” It was a bad joke, a little melancholy even, but it was his only way of talking about it. ⠀

⠀ The topic he knew would come up, a low sigh came with it. “I have my reasons... You know. Sometimes I feel more like an entity hovering around here, I've forgotten what it's like to be a person.” ⠀

⠀ There were many words to be said, of course there were. But he felt he didn't need long speeches again, not now. Charles's hand went carefully to Erik's shoulder. “It's what I've always wanted for you, Erik. Even though you don't believe it sometimes.” ⠀

⠀ With soft steps, he stood beside him. “It's good to see you at peace, or something close to it. Your body is less tense, your expression is lighter. That's something I appreciate.” ⠀

⠀ A low chuckle came from Charles, he didn’t want to ‘watch in secret’. But the assumption was funny. “This sentence should be mine. And I'm just enjoying a good moment.” ⠀

⠀ Watching him silently. ⠀

⠀ I'd say your head is as impenetrable as your helmet. You're very stubborn, Erik. ⠀

Sad I had to cover his waist with his cape in this smh

⠀ Your point of view is problematic and violent. But I don't think you owe anyone 'kindness'. ⠀

⠀ I don't defend Magnus all the time, I'm just trying to be fair to all points of view. ⠀

⠀ Oh… Hello, my x-men. ⠀

i hope you miss every single one of your ults 💢