[They barely knew how to accept comfort, even from the person who knew them better than anyone else in the world. Erik was still inclined, in some part of him, to push away and wait until he could balance himself, to destroy the rest of his room until he was exhausted. To cope alone, as he always had.
Even knowing he didn't have to be alone didn't make it easy. But he didn't actually want to be on his own, and that kept his instincts at bay, because the seething anger was still there, still threatening to rise and drown him - but with Charles, it felt like he could stay above water.]
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Even knowing he didn't have to be alone didn't make it easy. But he didn't actually want to be on his own, and that kept his instincts at bay, because the seething anger was still there, still threatening to rise and drown him - but with Charles, it felt like he could stay above water.]