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Erik hears the rain battering the rooftop and rolls over, opens his eyes, stares at the ceiling. Next to him, Charles is doing the same.
"Are you awake?" The telepath murmurs, and Erik turns his head.
"Yes. Have been for some time."
Charles seeks out his hand and finds it, intertwines their fingers out of habit. "Did I wake you?"
"No, actually. The rain did." Charles turns onto his side, facing Erik, and Erik cocoons them among the tangle of blankets. "Why?"
"I was having a nightmare. I don't remember what about, but it certainly wasn't pleasant." He let out a sigh and rests his head on Erik's chest, listening to the gently predictable beat of his heart. "I was scared. Running from something."
Erik courses his fingers through Charles' hair, humming softly.