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“It’s my fault.”
“No,” Erik said seriously. “It’s not.” He made Charles look him in the eye. “Don’t think that. Now I’m going to go get a washcloth so I can clean the cuts okay? Will you be okay while I do that or would you prefer me to take you into the bathroom?”
Charles thought about being alone, even for just a few moments, and how it would feel to not have Erik pressed against him and he shook his head. “I’ll be fine.”
“Taking you into the bathroom it is, got it.” Erik stood up and then carefully helped Charles stand on woobly feet. “I do trust you,” he was saying as he guiding Charles into the en suite he had in his room, “and I’m not under the impression that everything from here on out is a lie, but I am going to be taking extra care to make sure I examine everything you tell me from now on. To make sure I don’t miss something, okay?” He turned on the water, letting it run into the bathtub.
He tested the water, all the while holding onto Charles’ hand, and helped him into the tub once it was filled. Charles said nothing, not sure if he felt betrayed at the idea that Erik didn’t trust him anymore, or touched that he was just paying more attention to him to make sure he didn’t miss anything.
He closed his eyes and tried to relax, even as Erik took care of cleaning the cuts in his leg. He was calming down, even if he still felt like he had failed, and nothing Erik could say would convince him otherwise.
“I’ll bandage this once I get you out of the tub,” Erik said, running the washcloth over the cuts once more. The dried blood had dirtied the water and Charles didn’t care too much, though if he sat there much longer it would probably be bad for the cut, but Erik made him wait, and soak up the hot bath for just a bit longer before letting him get out.
He stood in the middle of the bathroom as Erik toweled him dry and he wanted to protest and remind Erik that he was perfectly capable of doing it himself but Erik hushed him with a smile each time, before getting to his knees and toweling his legs off, being careful against the cuts. Then he was searching through the medicine cabinet, pulling out gauze that they kept at all corners of the mansion because teenagers were prone to injuries, and having mutant abilities just enhanced this fact, before getting back to his knees and carefully applying the gauze pad over the cuts.
Erik kissed the top of his hand as he grabbed it, leading Charles back into the bed. He climbed in after him, tucking them both under the covers and pulling Charles back to his chest.
He let out a breath, trying to calm everything down and stop it all from racing. He tried to stop himself from asking stupid questions, or saying stupid things, and thought maybe he could just fall asleep and forget all this ever happened, wake up tomorrow and try again. He knew he wouldn’t fail again.
“This is my favourite part.”
He opened his eyes and glanced up at Erik, who looked a little sheepish, but he was smiling as he shrugged, shifting Charles just a bit.
“Well it’s true.”
“I don’t understand. What is?”
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