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But what if instead of being kind of creepy/antisocial/singleminded in the face of his thirst for ~REVENGE~, Erik was all those things because he was busy being a single dad? YOU GUYS, WHAT IF?

Yeah, so. Here's a thing.

by Pearl-o

XMFC, Charles/Erik, modern AU, PG, ~900 words. Shameless kidfic.

Summary: One morning, there is a change to Erik's playground routine.


Erik has half of his attention concentrated on Lorna as he pushes her stroller back and forth over and over the same six inches of the sidewalk next to the bench, and the other half on the play structure, tracing Pietro's light and Wanda's dark heads over and through every piece of it as they run and shriek among the crowd of other kids. He has it down, now, to almost a science, but he doesn't have any concentration to spare beyond the three of them, so when the man speaks to him it's a total surprise.

"Mr. Lehnsherr, is it?"

Erik has too much self-control to jump, but his grip tightens suddenly on the handle of the stroller, breaking his rhythm, and he looks up quickly to the intruder, squinting against the late morning sunshine.

Short, handsome, dark hair, blue eyes. He's familiar, but it takes Erik a second to place him. He's seen him around here a million times, attached to the little redheaded girl Wanda's so fond of.

"Yeah. I'm Erik. You're Jean's dad?"

"Guardian, actually," the man says. He's holding two cups of coffee in his hands, and he presents one to Erik with a flourish. "This is for you. Cafe americano, yes?"

"Uh, yeah," Erik says, a little confused. The man beams when Erik takes the coffee from him, though, and immediately sits down on the bench beside him.

"I'm Charles Xavier, by the way."

Erik takes a swallow of his drink and nods.

"I've seen you around here every morning, so I thought I'd make your acquaintance," Charles says. "The girls seem to be fast friends already."

Erik nods again. Up close, Charles smells really good. It's distracting. Erik's not sure he can remember the last time he was this close to someone who didn't smell like crayons or baby powder. He busies himself leaning over the stroller, fussing with the blankets, but Lorna's still asleep.

"They're really lovely children," Charles continues.

It's stupid, but as good as Erik is at dismissing stupid or insincere compliments or small talk when it comes to himself, he can't do it with the kids. He puffs up whenever someone says anything positive about them, because some part of him is convinced it's all true and even less than what they're due. They're perfect. They're obnoxious little brats half the time, but still: they're perfect.

He clears his throat and says, "Thank you."

Jean and Wanda appear suddenly at the top layer of the play structure, and Jean pokes Wanda and points over to where Erik and Charles sit. Both girls wave with a ridiculous amount of enthusiasm. Erik and Charles both wave back politely.

"From what Jean's said, I gather you're a single father...?"

Charles lets his intonation rise at the end, but it's not really a question, so Erik doesn't respond.

"I have to admit, I never realized what a struggle it must be raising a child alone before Jean. Not that I thought being a parent was easy, of course, but I suppose it's one of those things where you really have no idea what you're getting into until you're there already. It's enough of a challenge with one, though, I can't imagine how you manage with three."

Erik doesn't expect to answer that, either, but somehow something comes out of his mouth nonetheless. "I wonder the same thing myself. Frequently."

It gets him a smile from Charles, wide and pleased and friendly. Like he's made Charles's entire day with a single sentence.

"Is the children's mother still in their life at all?" Charles asks, earnest and curious.

That's none of your business, Erik thinks, but what he says is, "Mothers." Charles blinks at him, and Erik says, "The twins' mother died when they were very small. Lorna's mother just wasn't interested in raising a kid." It's just the four of them, has been since he brought Lorna home that first night. Erik likes it that way. They're a family, perfect and complete, all round edges and no corners.

He's unsettled by how part of him wants to explain more to Charles. Say, I know it makes me sound promiscuous, but really I can count the number of women I've been with on one hand. Magda was the only one you could even really call a relationship. Lorna's mom was the first person I'd even touched after she died, and then it was just blind luck...

Erik's never felt the need to justify his life or his choices to anyone, and if he was going to start, he can't imagine why it would be to a stranger in the park.

"Listen," Charles says, shifting a little, and just the presence of his body beside Erik is distracting, close enough that Erik can feel the warmth of his thigh and his upper arm where they're close to touching. Erik looks back at the play structure, the quick one-two blond boy, dark girl marco polo identification. Safe, safe.

"Would you like to join me for dinner sometime?" Charles says softly, and when Erik glances back to him, he's dragging his teeth along his bottom lip, which is shiny and red and ... and obscene, perhaps, Erik thinks. It's an unexpected thought, but not an unpleasing one.

Instead of saying no, Erik says, "I don't have a babysitter."

Charles smiles again, rather gloriously, and says, "I have quite a good one."

"Lemme give you my number," Erik says after a moment, and he can't lie: the way he sees the triumph flash in Charles's eyes does something pretty special to his ego, right there.

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8/3/13 09:57 (UTC)
cesare: Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr in bed (xmfc - chas & erik in bed)
Posted by [personal profile] cesare
Awwwwww these guys yes ♥

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8/3/13 10:01 (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] firstlightofeos
B'awwwwwwww, this was adorable. Also: Erik as single-minded and crazy because he's a single dad: HEADCANON ACCEPTED.

Also, awwwwww Charles knowing Erik's order and offering to share a babysitter. His poor babysitter has no idea what ze's getting into...

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8/3/13 19:18 (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] firstlightofeos
Heeeeee Hot Scowly Dad. I can totally see Charles, like, drinking and whining to Raven just how hot Hot Scowly Dad is (and Raven saying, "Really, Charles? Really? 'Hot Scowly Dad'? You couldn't come up with something more creative, like, oh, I don't know, his name?") and how he'll never have the courage to ask him out because he's just so devastatingly attractive and he's a single dad with three children, Raven, THREE, he must be some sort of god or something ("Or he has no life," Raven comments, to which Charles glares), and oh, God, I want to sleep with him so badly...

And then Raven, of course, helps Charles figure out what to do and what to say so he won't say anything creepy like "I've been watching you ever since I started bringing Jean to the park" and he's instead sweet and charming.

Oh, God, chances are huge that that babysitter is Raven. And now I'm imagining Raven realizing Charles is leaving her with four kids and calling in backup—which could be Hank, who'd be adorably overwhelmed; or Angel, who'd be no-nonsense and even more of a hard-ass than Raven; or someone else, though I can't see how she'd be able to rope in Moira or Emma without promising sexual favors. And oh, man, Charles promises Raven basically everything she wants for, like, a month. At least. And she finally gives in, and says, "Fine, but only because it means that you sleeping with Hot Scowly Dad—and oh, good, you've got me saying it—means I never have to hear you whine about him again." (This is a lie. Charles totally whines to Raven whenever Erik does anything weird, which is a lot, and one time, Charles says, "Raven, have you ever been with a man who—" and she holds up a hand and says, "I'm shutting that down right. now. Don't want to know, probably can't help you, don't even bother.")

...I have a lot of Charles-and-Raven-as-siblings feelings, okay.

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8/3/13 20:11 (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] firstlightofeos
I am so glad we're on the same page about this. He would mope and pine and drink so much.

("BUT RAVEN THE BULGE IN HIS TROUSERS IS HUGE." "He's probably just stuffing."

Like, months later:

Charles, very drunk: "Oh, God, Raven, his cock, his cock is amazing. He so wasn't stuffing."
"Oh my God, Charles, shut up, I don't want to know." Except Raven totally does, but she has an image to preserve.)

(Oh my God Charles you massive dork. He would totally do that. Or say, "I thought you said you didn't want to know?")

Raven puts up with so much. It's a good thing she loves Charles, and also that he knows how to shop for her (i.e., he gives her money and says, "I owe you something nice, go buy it for yourself, because if I do it, I'll do it wrong and you'll throw it in my face. Like you do every Christmas."), because otherwise, she'd have blown this popsicle stand years ago.

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8/3/13 20:24 (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] firstlightofeos
Raven: If this were the internet, you'd be regretting having said that...oh, about nine months from now.

Charles: I really don't think I want to know what you've been reading.

Raven: Oh, Charles. You really, really, really do.

Also: Raven totally has multiple "BRAIN TRAUMA DUE TO CHARLES" jars. She's constantly having to empty them and deposit the money (which is all in the form of checks, because Charles never carries cash, who carries cash any more). It's kept her flush for years. Besides her, like, Xavier wealth.

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10/3/13 06:19 (UTC)
cesare: Charles Xavier touches his temple (xmfc - charles temple)
Posted by [personal profile] cesare
"So? Did you seal the deal or what?"

"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell," Charles says airily.

"Oh, fuck you," Raven snaps back on reflex. "You were telling and telling before there was ever anything to tell! I couldn't get you to shut up telling. And now that there's been actual kissing, you're a gentleman about it? Pro tip, gentlemen don't speculate about a dude's package before they even find out his NAME."

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11/3/13 18:33 (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] firstlightofeos
Ohhhh I didn't see this, this is perfect. <3333

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8/3/13 12:09 (UTC)
cesare: Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr in bed (xmfc - chas & erik in bed)
Posted by [personal profile] cesare
"My Papa's taller," says Wanda.

"My Daddy's nicer," says Jean.

"Papa's nice!" Wanda says hotly. "He's always been nice to you! When wasn't he nice?"

"I guess... well, my Daddy smiles more."

Wanda can't argue with that. "Papa's stronger, he lifts big weights in the garage."

"Daddy has a punching bag."

"Does it have a face on it?"


"Papa has a dartboard and sometimes he puts faces on it."

"Whose faces?"

"I don't know," says Wanda. "People from work?"

"Daddy likes all the people at his job," says Jean. "And he's good at it."

"Papa's smarter than everyone else at his work."

"Daddy's smarter than anyone."



"Prove it," says Wanda.

They take the argument to Wanda's papa and Jean's daddy. Like always, Wanda's papa looks a little bit mad even though he also makes a huffing noise like he's almost laughing; like always, Jean's daddy smiles in a way that makes it look like he thinks he's hiding it, but he's not.

"How do you propose we resolve the question?" asks Daddy.

Jean says, "That means how do we find the answer."

"I know what it means!" says Wanda. "You should play Go Fish and the winner is the smart one. Papa always wins Go Fish."

Jean's daddy smiles again like he thinks he's hiding it, and Wanda's papa says with a little frown, "I don't believe in letting them win."

"I'll have to watch out, then," Jean's daddy says. "I'm afraid I don't have a deck of cards, though. I have a chess app on my phone...?"

Horribly, Wanda's papa takes the phone and looks interested.

"Daddy, nooo," Jean moans, "don't play chess, it takes foreeeevverrrr."

"Well, you can run along and play in the meantime," her daddy says cheerfully, "and later we can tell you who won."

"Ugggghhh. Okay. Don't forget to ask them," Jean tells Wanda.

"I won't forget! You'll forget!"

"Will not!"

"Girls," Wanda's papa says, and it's not loud or mean but it just makes it sound like it's a good idea to stop fighting.

"What does the winner get?" Wanda says. "Winner gets ice cream? I'll share with Pietro!"

"No you won't, because Daddy's going to win," says Jean.

"In that case I'll be getting the ice cream, surely," says her daddy.

"No, we do-- one of us does-- because it was our idea!" says Wanda.

"Yeah!" Jean holds Wanda's hand.

"Winner decides where to get takeaway?" Jean's daddy suggests to Wanda's papa.

"We'll decide later who gets what," Wanda's papa tells Jean and Wanda. "Wanda, go get your brother off the merry-go-round before he makes himself sick."

"Ewwwww," Wanda and Jean agree, and they run to get Pietro to stop spinning.

Jean is so sure she won't forget to ask who won, but when Daddy calls them in, Lorna is crying, and Jean and Wanda and Pietro get to watch her eat-- Wanda and Pietro see it all the time so it's not as special to them, but they like how jealous Jean is. And then there's a ride in Wanda's papa's car which is bigger than Daddy's and has a carseat for Lorna, and for supper there's Jean's favorite coconut soup.

After dinner she finally remembers there was something to ask about, but then everybody gets ice cream, so it doesn't seem to matter anymore.

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8/3/13 19:54 (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] pocky_slash
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :D :D :D :D

I was just telling Pearl that I have a HUGE soft spot for kid fic told from the kid's PoV and aaaahhhhhhh bb!Jean and bb!Wanda! :D :D :D

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8/3/13 21:05 (UTC)
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8/3/13 16:06 (UTC)
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Lovely :D

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8/3/13 17:15 (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] unforgotten
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, oh, this is so perfect. <3

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8/3/13 18:58 (UTC)
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Aw, this is completely adorable.

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