[ It hurts, he didn't expect the pain or the horrifying, crashing loneliness with Charles out of his mind, how empty and dark his thoughts are without the other man trickling away at the back, smoothing over the scars. Erik's expression remains careful, locking away how quickly his stomach turns, how much he doesn't want this. But it's too late, and he's a wonderful liar, will pretend it is for the best to hide them away from the howling wind.
He twists his hand, uncuffs Charles' bracelet like it's setting him free, turns on his heel without another word to leave the room. ]
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He twists his hand, uncuffs Charles' bracelet like it's setting him free, turns on his heel without another word to leave the room. ]