Relationship with him will definitely be hard and demand a lot of patience from you. Charles is not the type for compromises, he likes to have the last word (often literally, so prepare to always hear him muttering something under his breath after a ‘finished’ argument) and is certainly not afraid to speak his mind out loud.
If you will somehow convince him to go with you somewhere he won’t be particulary fond of, you can expect a lot of whining and not-so-subtle suggestions about coming back home. He won’t pretend that he is having a good time when it truth, he won’t be. Still, he will do it just for you to make you happy and since he will enjoy spending time with you in general, in the end of the day he will admit to himself that it was not that bad.
He will unscrupulously eat the last slice of pizza in front of your bare eyes and may even tease you about not being able to take it back.
However, Charles will be able to apologize and will do it in a rather delicate way than saying it out loud. He may be a talker but he seriously believes that actions mean more than words so he will want to prove that he will mean it and not just speak about being sorry.
He will still eat the last cookie, it is stronger than him!
Charles is quite confident, knowing his worth and not caring about what people may say, that is why he will want you to feel the same about yourself. He will often compliment you, paying attention to small details which would later create one, big picture of you — being a wonderful, lovable human. His humour will also be contagious and he will have a lot of fun from making you laugh in the most inappriopriate moments.
He will enjoy teaching you new things, not really thinking that there is much you could teach him. His favourites activities to spend time with you will be having a long horse rides around to admire the nature and do a little racing, having a romantic picnic on the meadow and eventually running away because of too many bugs, playing games like Monopoly and, of course, cooking together which will probably mean simply going out for a dinner because spending that much time in the kitchen will be too time consuming and he is hungry already.
Despite being bratty, he will genuinely care about you and will consider himself so lucky to have you. He will notice and appreciate your indulgence, though he won’t often mention that.
charles xavier why does the house smell like a cinnamon roll threw up?
requested by: anon
“Why does the house smell like a cinnamon roll threw up?” A voice echoed from the stairs. You chuckled while wiping your face, consequently wiping flour across your forehead. You stirred the cake batter, whistling as you did. Steps echoed down the hall, followed a by gasp. You turned around slowly, to see Charles Xavier standing in complete and utter shock.
“What happened in here!?” He asked, looking at the state of his kitchen, which looked like a tornado had gone through it. You giggled, continuing to stir the batter.
“I’m baking,” you answered, willing the cookie tray to float out of the oven and set itself on the cooling rack. Sometimes being telekinetic had it’s upsides.
“But why?” He questioned as he ran his had through his hair, still surveying the state of the room.
“It’s a nice treat for the kids who are staying for Christmas,” you responded bluntly, memories flashing though your mind of your Christmases on the streets after your family disowned you for being a mutant. Tears streaked down your cheeks, but were quickly wiped away. You turned back around, pouring the batter into the empty tray. Charles walked up to the bench, rolled his sleeves up and grabbed an apron.
“Charles, you don’t-”
“You always could use another pair of hands.”
“I’m telekinetic Charles, I have an infini-”
“Shut up and let me help.”
Hours later, Logan exited his room to find several students filling the halls. He sniffed the air and scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. Scott and Jean came out from their room not long after him, hands entwined.
“What’s that smell?” Scott asked, everyone shrugged. Then your voice screamed from the kitchen.
“CHARLES, THE COOKIES ARE BURNING!” Followed by a crash and a chorus of groans. Jean, Scott and Logan chuckled, before telling the students to go back to what they were doing.
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