FIC: Charles and Erik are bad at being broken up

This is for @ikeracity for her BIRTHDAY!!! And only one day late, which, let’s face it, is pretty good by my standards...She wanted ex-boyfriends who still love each other, and fluff. I’m not sure if this is that but I tried!

I’ve also realized that without ike as a sounding board, I have no idea how to write anymore so....sorry lol

After a few drinks, Charles thoughts always turn to Erik.  To be fair, Erik is always on his mind, whether he’s awake or asleep or sober, but after a third glass of whiskey the tenor of the thoughts shift from hurt and muddled resentment to the shape of Erik’s mouth when he smiles, or his long fingers reaching toward Charles from across a table.

On this particular night, when Charles has lost track of the number of drinks he’s had and the lights of the bar are swinging lazily before his eyes, he aches for Erik. Every other man he sees has Erik’s height, Erik’s eyes, the same auburn hair. He has to struggle to keep his thoughts in check, his mind an unleashed animal that hunts the room for one mind, that shining beacon – and comes back with nothing, only the void Charles has felt for the past two weeks.