"That's it. Starting tomorrow, all the items on list A will be moved to the venue... No, you can't call Scott or Jean. Otherwise, you have to call Harry. It must be safe... Okay, I'll talk to him later. …”
When Charles came out of the bathroom in the bedroom feeling refreshed, he saw Eric wearing a pair of glasses, giving strict instructions at the desk, and explaining matters to his subordinates.
"erik."
Even Charles himself didn't know why. No matter how many times he saw Erik being so nervous about the wedding, he thought this middle-aged man was cute and at the same time he couldn't help but smile, a very bright smile.
Erik immediately said something hastily and ended the call. His tense expression relaxed the moment he saw Charles: "Charles."
"I just heard a noise - Harry is back?" Charles walked over, took off Erik's glasses with a smile, and asked casually about his son.
"He has already taken a shower. All his friends have made arrangements. I asked, and they had dinner outside." Eric knew that Charles was used to caring about the children, and compared to his twins, Harry was in Eric's heart. It was another difference, so he said very carefully, "I took Nina to live in the college. She can't live without her friends. Do you want to go see Harry?"
Charles kissed Eric on the forehead: "I'll go in a moment. Are you still looking at these preparations? Our wedding doesn't need to be so complicated and rigorous, just do it as you like. You've been too nervous recently, Erik, you didn't do it before Wearing glasses." Charles raised his gold-rimmed glasses teasingly, teasing his lover, "Or are you committed to changing your image before marriage?"
Erik didn't care about this teasing at all. Although he had a cold temper, even with him like this, in front of the love of his life, his heart would inevitably be filled with the sweetness of getting married - sweetness, a person who has been with him for decades. Words he doesn't have anything to do with.
This is not to say that he was filled with sadness when he was with Nina's mother. He also had good hopes and wanted to spend a good life with her; but when he was in this situation, holding hands with Charles, he looked forward to it. Looking into the other person's azure eyes, Erik found that he had never been so alive. Anticipation and happiness could not be suppressed. He could not even think about whether there would be any setbacks or pain in the road ahead.
He just wanted to hold the hand of the person in front of him and keep walking like this.
"It doesn't matter," Erik's voice was low, magnetic, and as thick as metal, but it had a gentle flavor at the moment, "I like this state of affairs."
Charles smiled and continued: "What do you mean by 'such a situation'?"
Erik held Charles' hand a little tighter, looked directly into the other person's eyes, and said slowly: "... discuss our wedding, plan our future, and all the good things. I like to plan these and put them into practice. It makes me happy to talk about it, Charles."
He paused and said calmly: "...This is also a gift you gave me."
"Oh...erik..."
Charles couldn't help but sighed with a smile. He felt that Erik must have gone to tutor in secret. Otherwise, why would his heart melt when he said this and looked at him again?
"I'm very happy too," said Charles. "The days of waiting and planning the wedding are also one of my happiest experiences. I don't even think about the day after tomorrow, Erik. I hope this preparation period can be longer."
"That won't work." Even though Erik knew he was joking, he was still a little nervous, "We can extend the honeymoon period - but if we delay it any longer, Harry will start school soon. Charles, you don't want to see him drop classes. Yes, he wouldn’t hope so—he hopes he can afford to attend our wedding—"
Looking at this man who doesn't take Harry's classes at Hogarts seriously at all, and even said that Harry can study at home as long as he brings Salazer's portrait, he is now so serious about finding excuses to say that Harry will drop out of class. After moving out, Charles couldn't help but laughed out loud: "Oh, Erik, you are so cute - I was really just joking, dear - why should I postpone the wedding again? Remember, When we set the engagement date, they all said it would be a little later, and we were the only ones on the same front, asking for it to be sooner or later—"
He changed from holding Eric's hand to interlacing his fingers, and smiled: "If this wasn't really meaningful, I would even hope that we would fly directly to Las Vegas to get the certificate."
(Note: Las Vegas is not only a world-famous gambling city but also a famous wedding mecca. The marriage registration process can be made almost as simple and quick as possible.)
Erik loved hearing Charles affirm this relationship the most, and his heart became a little softer because of these words. He stood up slightly from the chair, moved his head forward, and couldn't help but want to kiss Charles——
————Then he had to endure the pain and stopped.
Charles was ready for a kiss when he saw Erik's eyes. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but cast a questioning look at him: "Erik?"
"...harry." Erik tried to look relaxed and avoid letting the child misunderstand his attitude. "Come in, kid, don't stand outside and wait."
Harry didn't have the habit of eavesdropping (unless he was kidnapped by Peter). There must be something to do, so solving the problem early would be the right way. The night was still very long.
Charles immediately turned his head and saw his son blinking rapidly and sticking his head in a little guilty.
——Maybe because they have been together for a long time, Charles can easily remember that Peter also likes to do such little tricks. Since Harry and Peter got to know each other, the brothers' little habits have begun to infect each other.
"Come in, my little cookie," Charles smiled and sat on the bed, patted the side and opened his arms to his son, "Come and give me a hug - do you have fun?"
"Dad." Harry saw Charles open his arms and couldn't help but run to hug him. Since going to school, he has done this kind of childish behavior less and less, but after all, he is attached to his father, although he is no longer The baby in dad's arms is pregnant, and he still likes to be held.
Charles hugged his son and found that he had already finished taking a shower. His whole body was filled with the fragrant smell of shower gel. Charles couldn't help but buried his face in the boy's neck and took a sip of his son before smiling. Let him go and let him sit next to you.
"So, how was your day today? Did your fellow wizards have a good time?" Charles put his arm around Harry's shoulders and asked with a smile.
"Ron is obsessed with fast food, Ginny and Hermione bought a lot of accessories, Neville likes the glass ball ornaments with flowers inside, Gee and Fred find everything novel," Harry reported everything, except in front of Charles he didn't need to Thinking about the wording, "Draco couldn't control his mouth and quarreled with Ron several times. On the way, we encountered an octopus-like thing attacking the city, but Spider-Man beat it away..."
New York has always had a variety of villains, and of course there are also some voluntary 'vigilantes'. Although not many of them can be called 'superheroes', Spider-Man is undoubtedly a very eye-catching one, Charles and Erik I also paid attention to this superhero who appeared not long ago but obviously has super powers.
After omitting the story about the secret room, Harry glanced back and forth, looking at the documents on Eric's desk, and estimated that he shouldn't have arrived too late, so he thought for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and said tentatively For your own purpose:
"...Well, can I sleep with you tonight, dad?"
Charles was very surprised by his growing son's request for intimacy and agreed without hesitation: "Oh, why not, baby?"
Mr. Lensherr, who was waiting for the father and son to finish speaking: "………………"
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"What's wrong with your little friend?"
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Draco lying on the bed with his limbs spread out, still holding the mobile phone in his hand, motionless. Charles was a little surprised, because after living for a while, he knew that this child paid great attention to his manners, especially in front of his elders.
"He's exhausted - he and Ron exhausted their energy while playing whack-a-mole. They even wore leggings when they went out, and ended up walking around for a long time." The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, and he lifted Draco up a little, "Dad, wait. I'll take him back to his room - he almost drowned in the bathtub just now." Harry sighed helplessly.
"Let him sleep here and don't wake him up." Charles stopped Harry's movement and said softly, "Your bed is very big - we can keep the noise down or not talk."
Draco has been sleeping as quietly as a rag doll since Harry took him out of the bathroom. He was obviously exhausted. Charles couldn't bear to wake up the child, and he knew that the child preferred to sleep with Harry instead of alone. People sleep in guest rooms.
Harry shrugged and glanced at Draco, who was so tired that he fell asleep without even an expression on his face: "...Okay."
The father and son just got into the thin quilt. Charles stretched out his arms to hug his son and fell asleep. Harry paid attention to Draco on his left side to make sure that he would not fall off easily, and then quickly buried his head in his father's arms. Here, Charles patted Harry's back like he was still three years old, and then gave him two long strokes, which was enough to soothe Harry's mood.
"You have something to tell me, dear."
Charles rubbed Harry's head with his thumb, and his telepathy was enough for him to communicate with his son without speaking, "Have you encountered any trouble?"
"It's a bit incomprehensible." Harry replied honestly, and then said eagerly, "But don't tell Erik - it's really just a trivial matter."
Although there were no secrets between family members, Harry didn't want Erik to go find trouble with the Avengers after hearing this and cause trouble at this time.
Dad and Erik's wedding should be the most perfect, nothing is more important than this.
"It seems that you encountered more than one accident when you went out today." Charles understood quickly.
Although he didn't speak with his mouth, Harry still leaned over and finished talking about today's events in Charles's arms. He inevitably mentioned this wild horse-like detection power and the messy things he received. , and more importantly, Loki’s unpredictable, life-or-death inner heart that no dog wants to chew on.
"Is that love?" He asked the most puzzling question in that experience, "Can it be called love? Love that is accompanied by pain, hate, and jealousy? Is it because I can't understand it, or am I understanding it wrong? , then it’s not actually love?”
After saying that, he felt a little dizzy.
It almost sounds like a philosophical debate.
Charles pondered for a while. Y's story was very confusing and complicated, but he used many metaphors. Charles could almost personally taste the bitter taste, like poison.
He thought of Loki's expression, Loki's smile, and every sarcasm Loki said. With Harry capturing a corner of his heart, this person, apart from his moodiness and elusiveness, had a clearer image with Charles. In the end, he sighed for this man, not only for him, but also thinking about his past.
"Love is like a naturally independent substance, dear." Charles stroked his son's curly hair, murmured softly like singing, and explained in detail, "Pain, hate, jealousy, unwillingness...these are often brought to people by reality. Things, the ruthlessness of reality has given birth to these. But not love, Harry, love is one of the greatest substances in the world."
Harry: "But I don't think Loki feels that way at all - he really, really - hates it. He feels like he's not in control. He'd rather stab himself and make others feel pain and then feel happy about it than Live well and make everyone happy."
charles laughed.
"That must be the reality that makes him unhappy. We are not gods, we are just humans. We don't know what kind of encounters and misfortunes we will encounter. Even your crystal ball cannot accurately observe fate. To be honest, I and I Your uncle Erik also had a time when we hated each other. You should have heard of this. We wanted to strangle each other to death, but once we were hurt by each other, we would feel heartache for each other." He did not hesitate to express the pain. The past revealed a corner, "Love can sometimes become very complicated. You can't realize this yet - but, I have to say, Harry, many times, just because you love him so much, you find that you hate him so much, Because at the same time you still hate yourself like this, you will say to yourself, he is already like this, do you still love him? How can you be yourself like this, you should be something else... Such hatred It's double. And sometimes it's because of hate that you can taste the depth of love. Love is independent of the soul. If you love it, you love it. If you don't love it, you don't love it anymore. However, any coercion, inducement or pain distortion Nothing can defeat true love.”
He lowered his head and kissed his son's forehead.
"But don't be afraid, son. True love can lead people to better things, I have always believed so." 166 Reading Network
