(Picture from goldfish.ornamental-fishes.com)
[No, I seriously don’t know why I just did this.]
It is nearly midnight in their city and the rain has finally ceased. They’ve been curled up on the floor watching biology documentaries. Erik finds them endlessly fascinating, though Charles is certain he’s mainly listening to the background music. Erik has a hard time relating with video screens.
Charles runs a hand through Erik’s hair. The tendrils always move as if they are permanently underwater. Like slow-moving flames. His fingers disturb the unseen current that moves across Erik.
Turning under Charles’ fingers, Erik gathers his legs beneath him to stand. “I need to reassert balance. I’m falling out of attunement.”
“Don’t keep her waiting.” Charles responds gently, standing up with his partner. “You can attune with me when you’re finished.”