Charles had always had an infatuation with thunder storms. He loved the excitement he felt whenever he saw lightning crack through the darkened sky. He loved how at ease he felt when the gentle vibration of thunder would rattle the house. He loved the sound the pouring rain made on the windows. He loved the aftermath of storms, loved how calm everything was.
But he wasn't the only one who loved storms. Erik also loved when it was about to downpour, but it wasn't the storm he loved, it was the man watching them.
He loved watching Charles run up to the window, the look of excitement on his face. He couldn't help but fall even more in love with the adorable man he lived with.
After a while of staring out of the window, looking wondrously at the raging storm outside, Charles felt someone staring at him. Because Erik was staring at him, he couldn't help but smile and blush.
"You know, it's impolite to stare." Charles said after a moment of silence. Smiling at the fact Erik was staring at him, and not even trying to cover it up.
"Oh, I spaced out for a moment, sorry." Erik said, quickly making up an excuse. Charles chuckled a little at Erik actions.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Charles asked breathlessly, staring at the storm outside, ignoring Erik's excuse.
"Oh yes, very beautiful." Erik replied, not looking outside, but at the adorable man sitting on the couch in front of the window.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt cracked across the sky, making Charles jump in surprise. He laughed and looked at Erik as if he had just won a toy at the carnival.
"Whoa, did you see that?" Charles asked excitedly.
Erik just simply smiled at Charles' actions. The amount of love he had for the small man was too big for his heart.
Erik couldn't take it anymore. He had to do something before he exploded with love. He walked towards the window, and sat next to Charles.
"Would you just look at it Erik. It's simply beautiful." Charles said, yet again, while resting his chin in the palm of his hand and keeping his gaze set upon the sky.
"Yes, you've said this many times today, Charles." Erik replied, smiling fondly at him.
"Oh, I know, but I can't help it! Storms are so beautiful!" Charles said looking Erik in the eyes.
"I know, I'm only joking." Erik said smiling at him.
He slowly brought his hand up to Charles and rubbed his cheek, and Charles, sweet, innocent Charles, just stared up at Erik, wonder struck with those big blue eyes.
"E-Erik? What a-are you do-ing?" Charles stuttered out, clearly flustered by the taller mans actions. Which Erik just smiled at him and decided it was now or never.
"Can I try something?" Erik asked him, hoping Charles would let him.
"Yes, but may I ask what it is you're trying?" Charles asked, anxious about he is going to do to him, he thought Erik was going to do something bad to him.
"Nothing bad I promise," Erik said almost instantly, "just close your eyes, love."
Charles blushed at the name and closed his eyes, waiting anxiously for what Erik was going to do. Erik gently wrapped his other arm around Charles waist and brought Charles closer to him. He leaned towards Charles and gently placed his lips on Charles soft, pink ones.
Charles was shocked at first, but soon melted into the kiss and Erik's touch. He slowly wrapped his arms around Erik's neck, playing with his short, soft hair.
The kiss ended all too early for both of their tastes, but the need for air was way bigger than their kisses.
"Wow" Charles whispered, smiling up at Erik.
"God, you don't know how long I've wanted to do that." Erik exclaimed breathlessly at Charles.
"You don't know how long I've wanted you to do that." Charles replied, giggling at Erik.
"I'm glad I did." Erik said smiling down at the man in front of him.
"I'm glad you did, too." Charles said, still smiling at Erik.
And that's how they spent the rest of the day. Just cuddling each other, and sharing some kisses throughout, the storm long forgotten.
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