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[fuckyou_chorus]

[LET'S SAY, HYPOTHETICALLY, YOUR CHARACTER WAS SLEEPING SOMEWHERE.

THEY'RE NOT THERE ANYMORE. also gosh that person they're sleeping with now is very snuggle-worthy and warm. There's no way this bedninja post could go badly at all!]

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[mind_over_metal]

[in the Cabin McAvoy, there is a sleeping Professor.

yes, he is a snuggler. something about not getting enough hugs as a kid or something idek.]

((PLACEHOLDER))

[godwinner]

[ he feels the pull of that, even though he's not one for lie-ins -- when he's awake, he's awake -- and it's difficult to open his eyes again, though he manages to, halfway at least. he feels somehow too... spread out to think about pulling himself in and away, and he looks at Charles with a furrow between his eyes. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*the resistance to drifting back off is as tangible to him as if he were being physically tugged back. he cracks his eyes open and his gaze, narrow as it is, snaps unerringly to Erik's*

[godwinner]

[ looks back, eyelids still heavy though he doesn't have to fight as much to keep them open now ]

[mind_over_metal]

*softly, barely an exhale*

..............oh.

*slowly and so very carefully, he starts to untangle himself from Erik*

[godwinner]

[ after a few moments, during which the furrow in his brow deepens, he tips his head against Charles', the only protest he'll allow himself. his eyes are fully open now, but distant, focusing on what Charles is doing in his head and trying to separate himself from it at the same time. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*pauses*

Erik?

[godwinner]

Keep going.

[mind_over_metal]

*and so he resumes, restoring each of them back to himself. eventually, each mind is as it is meant to be: independent and alone.

stares up at the ceiling, not moving.*

[godwinner]

[ pulls his arm back from around Charles, props himself up on his other elbow and looks at the window again. there's nothing to see, the curtains being closed.

eventually, he pushes himself up fully and swings his legs over the side of the bed. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*one hand slowly strangles the bedsheet*

I suppose you'll yell at me if I try to apologise for that.

[godwinner]

Which part.

[mind_over_metal]

The part where I... took your own mind from you.

[godwinner]

--Charles.

[ scrubs a hand over his face as he laughs ]

That's not what happened.

[mind_over_metal]

*the calmness of his voice growing tighter*

Not exactly, no. Not in that instance. Some of this is rather new to me, I don't yet have have a properly developed way of describing it.

[godwinner]

I've told you before, I'm not afraid of you.