Perfection. X-Men: First Class, Charles/Erik, PG-ish. I've done it and gotten it out of my system, the obligatory will-they-won't-they mansion fic. I did not even attempt mutant politics. Please don't judge me too harshly.

Erik has been trying to read for the last forty-five minutes, in defiance of the periodic screaming coming from the roof.

( Perfection. )