Fic: Speculation, X-Men, Charles/Erik
Title: Speculation
Author: Claire
Fandom: X-Men
Pairing: Charles/Erik
Rating: G
Word Count: 299
Summary: In which there is telepathy and schmoop...
Notes: Written for temaris's request on my drabble-type things post.
He knows it's a cause for much speculation around the School, even knows that some of his children have been taking bets on exactly who it is that the Professor goes out to meet three times a week.
Moira had been head of the list for many of them until Jean had finally telephoned Muir Island to ask her. It made sense, Jean had said. The ex-lovers re-finding each other, Scott had added. Moira had soon put them straight on that issue. Ororo had just smiled and let him eavesdrop via her mind.
"Are you ever going to tell them?" Ororo asks, legs crossed as she perches on his desk.
"Eventually," Charles replies. It's not that he's purposefully deceiving them, he's just having too much fun watching them try to work it out.
Ororo laughs as she pushes herself off the desk. "Just promise me one thing, Charles. That I am at least there when you tell them."
Charles nods, meeting her smile with one of his own. "I was actually thinking of telling them tomorrow."
"Then I'll be here, my friend." Ororo's hand rests on his for a moment before she moves towards the door, leaving him alone in the office.
Yes, tomorrow sounds like the perfect day to final put to rest the rumours about his love life and tell everyone exactly who he's been seeing recently. After all, it gives them a good 24 hours to come to terms with it before Erik moves back into the Mansion.
A soft laugh resonates in his head. Teasing your X-Men isn't nice, you know.
You love me for it, really.
Always, Charles. The reply comes instantly, as Erik's voice weaves around him. Always.
Author: Claire
Fandom: X-Men
Pairing: Charles/Erik
Rating: G
Word Count: 299
Summary: In which there is telepathy and schmoop...
Notes: Written for temaris's request on my drabble-type things post.
He knows it's a cause for much speculation around the School, even knows that some of his children have been taking bets on exactly who it is that the Professor goes out to meet three times a week.
Moira had been head of the list for many of them until Jean had finally telephoned Muir Island to ask her. It made sense, Jean had said. The ex-lovers re-finding each other, Scott had added. Moira had soon put them straight on that issue. Ororo had just smiled and let him eavesdrop via her mind.
"Are you ever going to tell them?" Ororo asks, legs crossed as she perches on his desk.
"Eventually," Charles replies. It's not that he's purposefully deceiving them, he's just having too much fun watching them try to work it out.
Ororo laughs as she pushes herself off the desk. "Just promise me one thing, Charles. That I am at least there when you tell them."
Charles nods, meeting her smile with one of his own. "I was actually thinking of telling them tomorrow."
"Then I'll be here, my friend." Ororo's hand rests on his for a moment before she moves towards the door, leaving him alone in the office.
Yes, tomorrow sounds like the perfect day to final put to rest the rumours about his love life and tell everyone exactly who he's been seeing recently. After all, it gives them a good 24 hours to come to terms with it before Erik moves back into the Mansion.
A soft laugh resonates in his head. Teasing your X-Men isn't nice, you know.
You love me for it, really.
Always, Charles. The reply comes instantly, as Erik's voice weaves around him. Always.