Dedicated to KobayashiMarue , hope you all enjoy! Happy ending I promise :)

Trigger Warning: Verbal fighting

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Charles Xavier was the most uptight boyfriend you ever had. He was all work and no play, a pen nearly always in his hand. The only time he didn't have a pen in his hand was when he was in bed with you, otherwise, he was always writing and working.

You woke up earlier than Charles that morning, starting to make him breakfast. Normally he didn't eat until lunch, being too busy training to do anything else. "What're you doing up, love?" A tired voice asked, the rustling of paper adding to it.

"Charles we need to talk." You say, setting down your cooking utensils. Charles nodded, barely looking up from his paper. "Charles. Francis. XAVIER!"

"Woah, what's got you so worked up?" He asked, forcefully setting the paper down. You took a deep breath, your fingers curling in and out on your hand.

"You never pay attention to me! I am your girlfriend, we live together, and we never spend time together expect at night! I might as well be a maid you pay to spend the night with you!" You scream, letting loose everything at once. Speechless, Charles watched dumbfounded as your eyes welled with tears.

"I-I don't even know what to say." Charles mumbled, taking a few steps away from you. You broke out in sobs, sliding down to the tiles of the kitchen floor. He left the room, your heart dropping to the pit of your stomach. The footsteps echoed down the hall, the distant dialing of a phone breaching your ears.

Tears streamed down your face, you fists balled up against your face. 'Please love, try and calm down. I'll be there in just a moment.' Charles' voice broke in, soothing your mind. You didn't want it to at this moment, but you craved to be held and loved.

Footsteps echoed down the hall, approaching the kitchen. "I called and took the next two weeks off of work. Darling, please, come sit with me on the couch." Charles muttered, holding his hand out. His voice was persuasive to you, addictive like a drug. With, or without, added telekinetic powers.

"You better have an incredibly good reason for me to not walk out the door right now." You mumble, sitting beside your boyfriend on the couch. He tried to wrap an arm around you, but you shied away.

"You are absolutely right. I don't spend anytime with you besides our time at night. And even then, you and I both know there isn't a ton of talking then. We need to spend more actual time together, be a real couple, even though I'm not entirely sure how." Charles began to say, getting into his professor lecture voice.

"I'm willing to learn if you're willing to teach me. Love, I can't imagine my life without you. I am the world's worst boyfriend and I don't deserve to still have you. I'm surprised you didn't leave sooner. I won't be surprised if you leave now. As I said, I took two weeks off. In those two weeks, I'm going to figure out a new work schedule and I'm going to go on a vacation with you. Where ever you'd like to go, let's go."

"Charles, you really don't have to-"

"Please, Y/N, please." He pleaded, his eyes beginning to well with tears. You had never seen him so emotional in all your time of knowing him.

"Okay, I need time to think. Tonight to myself? I'll tell you in the morning, I'll use my mutation to find you once I have my answer. I'm sorry." You reply, taking his hands on yours. You leaned forward, planting a soft kiss on his forehead.

"I love you." Charles agreed, nodding his head to show that he was okay with it. You slowly strode out the door, picking up pace as you left the mansion. Charles relaxed on the couch, letting the tears fall from his eyes, racing down his cheeks.

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A week passed, your decision had been made long ago. You decided to stay with Charles, giving him a chance to redeem himself. He decided to take even more time off work for you both to spend time together. You decided to take a vacation by the ocean, desperately wanting to see your 'suit and tie' boyfriend shirtless on a beach.

You relaxed in your cabin, laying on your back on top of the bed sheets. Charles sat across the room, glaring at you in a stubborn way. While he was in the shower, you decided to leave him only underwear and shorts to wear. Since he refused otherwise, you had to make him do it.

"Is this completely necessary?" He asked, relaxing his head into his palm. You sat up, leaping off the bed.

"Oh yes, it's not often I get to actually admire my boyfriend physically." You smirk, running your hands up his bare arms, resting them on his waist, but not after you had traveled down his chest.

Charles grinned, his muscles tensing under your touch. "Like what you see? Because," he whistled, "I really do."

You pressed your lips on his, pulling him closer. Charles stood up from the chair, keeping his lips glued onto yours. You both fell onto the bed, your bodies pressed together tightly. "Okay okay, none of that tonight. I just really wanted to admire you." You smirked, slowly kissing his neck to his lips.

"Awe come on, don't tease me like that!" Charles exclaimed, laughing as you played with his hair how he liked. He kept his hands on your waist, wrapping you in his arms as you pressed your ear to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Guess I'm just a joker." You tease, wrapping one arm around his waist while your other fingers hooked into the belt loop of his shorts.

"And you're damn good at your job." He laughed, sitting up just enough to move you up on his body so your faces were equal. He gently sighed, kissing your neck up to your forehead, your body moving down into the previous cuddling position.

Charles held you close, planting a soft, gentle kiss on your temple. "I'm glad you're changing your schedule." You say, tracing his abs with your finger tips.

"So am I, I can't believe I was so naïve and ignorant that I missed out on this. I can't believe how in love I am with you." Charles added, holding you as close as he believed he could. "I have an idea, it's crazy, but we've been dating for a while."

"I like crazy." You smirk, turning over, resting on your elbows. Your eyes locked, his bright blue ones piercing yours.

"Marry me. Here, while we're on vacation, let's get married." Charles inquired, laughing as if he was drunk at the idea. "It's insane and we don't have to, but I think that-"

"Let's do it. Tomorrow, let's go get married. Here while we are on vacation, let's get married." You say, kissing his lips roughly. He erupted with laughter, struggling to continue to kiss you.

"Sorry, sorry about my laughter love." Charles grinned, pulling you on top of him. You sat on his lap, your hands pressed on his shoulders. "I'm just so happy, I've been thinking about it seriously for months, before all this."

"Me too." You smile, leaning down to kiss him. He kept his hands placed on your waist, your lips on his.

"I love you, Y/N darling."

"I love you, Charles."

Your lips remained sealed for minutes after, gasping for air after. You laid beside him again, making sure Charles kept his arms remained around you. Spending time together officially couldn't be more perfect.