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[balancingminds]

Somehow after the discussion with Erik, Charles managed to sleep though his dreams were complicated and vivid as he thought of Erik's touch.

He woke early and went to make himself a strong cup of coffee in the kitchen, his hair wet from the shower and his shirt not fully buttoned.

The past few days have been so full, he wonders what's to come next.

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[markedformore]

"Then you're an idiot, Charles." He's never been hesitant to sling accusations before and he's not about to start now, especially given his belief in what he's saying. "You, of all people, ought to be able to see inside my mind and see what I'm capable of."

[balancingminds]

"Yes, and I know what you've done as well. You've found a way to put yourself back together at the moment its for revenge but that's not all of you. Much of who we are is decided by what we're born with, then others tell us who we should be and we become who we are. It take time and we're constantly deciding which voice to listen to. I've seen what's within you and how you show yourself to the world and I want you. But if at the moment all I am is an idiot to you then let me sleep and we can talk again later,"

He will keep saying this and showing Erik all that he sees within him, but it's tiring especially when they seemed as if they might get lost in good feelings. So he lays back down on the bed, puts up his shields and goes to sleep. When he wakes up he'll go downstairs as he has no idea how much time has passed here since he was in Oxford.