"Peace was never an option." Protector of Mutantkind. | 25+| MDNI | Marvel |X-Men | RP| Cherik|
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“To those of you who are watching…I say this: do not strike at us. For if you do, you will find out what we are truly capable of."
25+ |Highly Literate| Verse: Fassbender Magneto | Multi/V & Crossovers | Ships w/ chemistry| MDNI.
Expect heavy angst, emotion, and dark themes.
Erιĸ Leнnѕнerr retweeted
'Bratty'...'childish'...'sulking'...
I won't point out the irony of it, but... it's there.
Still furious. Still exhausted. Since Charles is still being bratty, I am sitting by the lake on the East Grounds, sulking. I am currently skipping a heavy iron shot-put ball off the water's surface, letting it slam into the stone retaining wall across the bank, and violently ripping it back. Crack. CRASH. Repeat. It is making an intolerable racket, and I know for a fact the thudding impacts are echoing directly up into his study.
“Yeah, fucking splendid”
He mutters under his breath as he leaves Charles alone to continue his work.
Well that told him.
Erik sighs admitting defeat in this current quarrel, he was just too tired to fight.
“I missed you last night… I haven’t slept”
He rolls his eyes
“Yeah, well, good for you. I was furious too last night. You know very well to stay out of my head, Charles”
6:20 AM. Not a second of sleep.
The lock remained open, yet the bed remained empty. Charles chose to make his point by spending the entire night away from me, rather than returning where he belongs.
Erιĸ Leнnѕнerr retweeted
He can enjoy that empty bed he so adamantly demanded.
He won't find me in it, nor will he find me on the sofa in my own home.
If he has an issue with that, I will gladly refer him to the very same two words he used to address me earlier.
It is almost three in the morning, and I am forced to admit that locking Charles out was a mistake. As infuriating as he was earlier, the simple reality is that I cannot sleep without him here, curled up against me. The bed is absurdly cold, and my mind will not quiet down. I have demagnetised the hinges and left the door unlocked. If he has any sense left in him tonight, he will leave that sofa and come to bed.
Now in bed, and furious. Having an agonising headache was bad enough without Charles acting like a smug, bratty child and violating me by reading my mind just to gloat. He thinks he is clever. He is not. The bedroom door is locked and the hinges are magnetised. He can sleep on his sofa in the study tonight.
Erιĸ Leнnѕнerr retweeted
The fact that he finally succeeded in earning my attention ought to be enough to inform him that *that* particular remark will not be without consequence.
