"Ecology 101"
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lifesmarvelsTitle: Ecology 101
Fandom: X-Men:First Class
Pairing: Erik/Charles
Genre: Romance, Alternative Universe
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1763
Warnings: None really, slight creepiness but of a cute kind
Summary: Charles is an activist and Erik is a very good lawyer, together they can take down all the bad boy's polluting the Earth.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue me, I don't need it on the top of everything else.
Author's note: Two parts. Filling the 'Activists' prompt on my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
au_bingo card. Nothing much to say beside the fact that yes, titles will get only more ridiculous from now on. I didn't have much sleep.
They were here again.
Erik looked out of the window of his corner office and sure enough, there they were. They were a swarm of activists, protesting against Shaw’s new client – a big oil industry company. Erik’s not big on ecology himself, but he would gladly kick Shaw’s ass in court if someone would want him to. But these people on the sidewalk don’t do that, they don’t go to court with their cases, they just protest. It’s a shame really.
He looks around the group, looking for the particular figure and can feel a beginning of a frown forming on his face when he can’t find it. Ah, there he is. The ‘he’ Erik was looking for is a man, middle height, broad build, a head of brown locks, a lot of enthusiasm from what Erik can tell from his window. According to his Personal Assistant, Azazel, his name is Charles Xavier and he teaches ecology on the New York University, has a younger sister who usually comes to protest with him, a small fortune inherited from dead father, and a step-brother convicted for murder three years ago. He’s also bisexual. The last information cost Erik more than he cares to admit and Azazel probably lost some respect for Erik because of it. It was still worth it.
Erik sighs, clearly aware that even if he knows Charles wouldn’t mind dating a man, a lawyer from the same office as the employee of the world’s enemy wouldn’t have much chance. It’s such a pity. Erik wasn’t on a date for a long time now. Not for the lack of chances, but because he wasn’t interested in anyone he met or his friends introduced him to. And when he’s talking about friends he means Azazel, Emma and Janos, who all work in his firm. It’s a little sad, but it’s not like he has much time for relationships.
He would make time for Charles.
He’d be first to admit that it’s a bit sad and pathetic since the man doesn’t even know Erik exists. And if anyone would find out what did the lawyer used his power of law to do, he’d probably get suspended. But all the information he got from various sources would be priceless if Charles ever decided to go out with him. Right after Erik grows some balls and actually goes down and asks the man out. Maybe, he will, someday in the future.
He knows the man’s favorite movie is “Casablanca” and he’s allergic to clams and strawberries. He also doesn’t like pasta very much so Italian for a date wouldn’t be a good idea. He has a cat, but for some reason is allergic to dog’s fur too. His sister is studying Women Studies on the same University he works at and always makes him a cup of English Breakfast before he gets out of their apartment in the morning, 8am on the dot always. He loves jazz and blues, but hates modern pop, even if he always listen to it on his way to work in his car, blue Honda CR-Z.
Erik will be the first to admit that he might have entered into a creeper category some time ago. Azazel will gladly be the second.
He puts his forehead on the glass and sighs again. All that work will go for nothing. Just because he’s too unsure of himself to ever go down and speak to the guy.
Wait. Is that Emma striding from her car straight to the circle of activists? Does that mean Shaw got fed-up and will be suing them if they won’t clear out? Oh, hell no. Erik will be first to defend them, even if he usually prefers to prosecute some assholes. But no, Emma goes straight to Charles.
Now that could be even more dangerous. She talks to him gesticulating and this is the first time Erik has seen her so animated since her divorce with Shaw. And then she points her stupid finger at his window and both she and Charles turn into his direction.
He has the time to think “Shit!” before his survival instincts kick in and he ducks, crouching under his window pane. Why does Emma always need to put her nose into things that don’t concern her? Azazel comes in and is on the verge of saying something when he notices the position Erik is in. He gives him unimpressed look and slowly backs out of the room.
“I’ll just bring you these documents later, da?”
Erik shushes him and waves him off and the man leaves, leaving him alone again. Fuck, what is he supposed to do? Charles knows now that Erik was observing him and he probably thinks Erik is some kind of a creep. Well, he is, but it doesn’t mean he wanted the petite professor to know that.
~*~
Charles is on a protest against Essex’s Oil, the company responsible for the oil spill in the bay, when a strict looking woman in white strides to him. To say that he’s surprised would be an understatement of the year. And then Scott is hissing at him that she’s a lawyer and Charles readies himself to defend their little group from the lashing that surely will follow. It’s not the first time someone tries to move them from their spot with threats of prison and fines.
But Charles is nothing if unwilling to suffer for his cause. The ecosystem of the Earth is already very delicate, with species going extinct every other day and the ozone layer thinning with every aerosol used. He knows the consequences of every action humans can make against their planet and most of them will destroy their world. Nathaniel Essex having a lawyer in such an influential law company as Eisenhardt and Family can have disastrous effects. He’s not going to stop protesting until the company will realize what a monster Essex is and stop working with him.
But the woman doesn’t even try to touch the subject of their demonstration. Charles is confused until she starts talking about some lawyer who was watching them from his window for days now. No, that would be wrong. She tells him about the lawyer who was watching him, Charles, only. She points to the window in the corner office on the third floor of the building and Charles turns. Sure enough he can see a silhouette of the tall man, leaning over the glass. But then he blinks and the man is gone. Emma, because that’s the name of the woman, huff in annoyance.
“I can’t believe he ducked.”
Charles bites on his lip to keep in entirely inappropriate laugh bubbling in his chest. It seems he has a fan in this big, scary company. He could actually use it. He asks Emma for a name of the man and she gives it up readily. She explains that she knows he’ll probably use it to get Essex to court, but that she doesn’t care. He’s not sure what he thinks about it.
The receptionist calls the man’s PA and five minutes later Charles is on his way up. He’s greeted by a man in a reddish suit named Azazel just before the elevator’s door. Then he’s escorted to the office and they enter. There’s no one behind the desk, but after the quick scan of the room Charles notices a figure crouching under the window pane, picking up from behind it through the window. The low snicker from Azazel tells him that the man finds it incredibly funny and he has hard time himself to contain his chuckles.
Then Erik, a lawyer who likes to observe him and who is actually an heir to the whole Office, stands up and turns around, wearing a frown and clearly ready to tell something scathing to his assistant. And then he sees Charles and he gapes. Charles is a little flattered.
The man is tall, taller than Charles thought after seeing him in the window, lean but with broad shoulders and clearly built well, he has short, reddish hair and eyes that the color of Charles can’t really decide on. He’s utterly gorgeous actually. Charles is going to enjoy working with him.
The case against Essex they prepare in the next few months is something great and terrifying. Charles wasn’t sure that there could be so dirt found on this awful man. Erik is a little awkward for the first two weeks or so, but after he apparently decides that Charles is only interested in professional relationship with him and isn’t going to even mention the staring out of the window, he relaxes slightly. He says slightly, because he’s not sure the man is ever able to relax completely.
And the thing is, Charles really wanted only the professional help from the lawyer. He couldn’t have known that he would get to know Erik so well during the duration of the case. Neither could he know that he would fall in love with a grouchy man. If only Erik would ask him out finally. The final court meeting is going to be soon and Charles really doesn’t want them to not ever see each other again.
But then the final case comes and goes and they win in a spectacular fashion. His students throw the celebratory party and before he can even thank Erik, he’s swept away by the bunch of overenthusiastic ecologists. He turns around when he’s near the door and he can see Erik looking in his direction with a peculiar expression on his face. He almost looks sad, if Erik could ever let himself feel, and what’s more important, show such emotion.
The finals are looming closer and Charles suddenly finds himself buried under the amount of work that he doesn’t care for. He loves the subject he’s teaching, passionate about the Earth’s wellbeing as he is, but the technical side of his job is really killing him. It also gives him no time to even call Erik. Maybe it’s some kind of a sign from Universe that he shouldn’t even try.
He guesses he could believe that and leave his and Erik’s relationship as it is, as a client and a lawyer working together for one case. But then he goes to Erik’s office on his first free day and after five minutes talk with Azazel goes through the door and sees how bad Erik looks. He asks the man to a date and the smile he gets in return is more radiant then the sun itself.
Fandom: X-Men:First Class
Pairing: Erik/Charles
Genre: Romance, Alternative Universe
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1763
Warnings: None really, slight creepiness but of a cute kind
Summary: Charles is an activist and Erik is a very good lawyer, together they can take down all the bad boy's polluting the Earth.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue me, I don't need it on the top of everything else.
Author's note: Two parts. Filling the 'Activists' prompt on my
au_bingo card. Nothing much to say beside the fact that yes, titles will get only more ridiculous from now on. I didn't have much sleep.They were here again.
Erik looked out of the window of his corner office and sure enough, there they were. They were a swarm of activists, protesting against Shaw’s new client – a big oil industry company. Erik’s not big on ecology himself, but he would gladly kick Shaw’s ass in court if someone would want him to. But these people on the sidewalk don’t do that, they don’t go to court with their cases, they just protest. It’s a shame really.
He looks around the group, looking for the particular figure and can feel a beginning of a frown forming on his face when he can’t find it. Ah, there he is. The ‘he’ Erik was looking for is a man, middle height, broad build, a head of brown locks, a lot of enthusiasm from what Erik can tell from his window. According to his Personal Assistant, Azazel, his name is Charles Xavier and he teaches ecology on the New York University, has a younger sister who usually comes to protest with him, a small fortune inherited from dead father, and a step-brother convicted for murder three years ago. He’s also bisexual. The last information cost Erik more than he cares to admit and Azazel probably lost some respect for Erik because of it. It was still worth it.
Erik sighs, clearly aware that even if he knows Charles wouldn’t mind dating a man, a lawyer from the same office as the employee of the world’s enemy wouldn’t have much chance. It’s such a pity. Erik wasn’t on a date for a long time now. Not for the lack of chances, but because he wasn’t interested in anyone he met or his friends introduced him to. And when he’s talking about friends he means Azazel, Emma and Janos, who all work in his firm. It’s a little sad, but it’s not like he has much time for relationships.
He would make time for Charles.
He’d be first to admit that it’s a bit sad and pathetic since the man doesn’t even know Erik exists. And if anyone would find out what did the lawyer used his power of law to do, he’d probably get suspended. But all the information he got from various sources would be priceless if Charles ever decided to go out with him. Right after Erik grows some balls and actually goes down and asks the man out. Maybe, he will, someday in the future.
He knows the man’s favorite movie is “Casablanca” and he’s allergic to clams and strawberries. He also doesn’t like pasta very much so Italian for a date wouldn’t be a good idea. He has a cat, but for some reason is allergic to dog’s fur too. His sister is studying Women Studies on the same University he works at and always makes him a cup of English Breakfast before he gets out of their apartment in the morning, 8am on the dot always. He loves jazz and blues, but hates modern pop, even if he always listen to it on his way to work in his car, blue Honda CR-Z.
Erik will be the first to admit that he might have entered into a creeper category some time ago. Azazel will gladly be the second.
He puts his forehead on the glass and sighs again. All that work will go for nothing. Just because he’s too unsure of himself to ever go down and speak to the guy.
Wait. Is that Emma striding from her car straight to the circle of activists? Does that mean Shaw got fed-up and will be suing them if they won’t clear out? Oh, hell no. Erik will be first to defend them, even if he usually prefers to prosecute some assholes. But no, Emma goes straight to Charles.
Now that could be even more dangerous. She talks to him gesticulating and this is the first time Erik has seen her so animated since her divorce with Shaw. And then she points her stupid finger at his window and both she and Charles turn into his direction.
He has the time to think “Shit!” before his survival instincts kick in and he ducks, crouching under his window pane. Why does Emma always need to put her nose into things that don’t concern her? Azazel comes in and is on the verge of saying something when he notices the position Erik is in. He gives him unimpressed look and slowly backs out of the room.
“I’ll just bring you these documents later, da?”
Erik shushes him and waves him off and the man leaves, leaving him alone again. Fuck, what is he supposed to do? Charles knows now that Erik was observing him and he probably thinks Erik is some kind of a creep. Well, he is, but it doesn’t mean he wanted the petite professor to know that.
~*~
Charles is on a protest against Essex’s Oil, the company responsible for the oil spill in the bay, when a strict looking woman in white strides to him. To say that he’s surprised would be an understatement of the year. And then Scott is hissing at him that she’s a lawyer and Charles readies himself to defend their little group from the lashing that surely will follow. It’s not the first time someone tries to move them from their spot with threats of prison and fines.
But Charles is nothing if unwilling to suffer for his cause. The ecosystem of the Earth is already very delicate, with species going extinct every other day and the ozone layer thinning with every aerosol used. He knows the consequences of every action humans can make against their planet and most of them will destroy their world. Nathaniel Essex having a lawyer in such an influential law company as Eisenhardt and Family can have disastrous effects. He’s not going to stop protesting until the company will realize what a monster Essex is and stop working with him.
But the woman doesn’t even try to touch the subject of their demonstration. Charles is confused until she starts talking about some lawyer who was watching them from his window for days now. No, that would be wrong. She tells him about the lawyer who was watching him, Charles, only. She points to the window in the corner office on the third floor of the building and Charles turns. Sure enough he can see a silhouette of the tall man, leaning over the glass. But then he blinks and the man is gone. Emma, because that’s the name of the woman, huff in annoyance.
“I can’t believe he ducked.”
Charles bites on his lip to keep in entirely inappropriate laugh bubbling in his chest. It seems he has a fan in this big, scary company. He could actually use it. He asks Emma for a name of the man and she gives it up readily. She explains that she knows he’ll probably use it to get Essex to court, but that she doesn’t care. He’s not sure what he thinks about it.
The receptionist calls the man’s PA and five minutes later Charles is on his way up. He’s greeted by a man in a reddish suit named Azazel just before the elevator’s door. Then he’s escorted to the office and they enter. There’s no one behind the desk, but after the quick scan of the room Charles notices a figure crouching under the window pane, picking up from behind it through the window. The low snicker from Azazel tells him that the man finds it incredibly funny and he has hard time himself to contain his chuckles.
Then Erik, a lawyer who likes to observe him and who is actually an heir to the whole Office, stands up and turns around, wearing a frown and clearly ready to tell something scathing to his assistant. And then he sees Charles and he gapes. Charles is a little flattered.
The man is tall, taller than Charles thought after seeing him in the window, lean but with broad shoulders and clearly built well, he has short, reddish hair and eyes that the color of Charles can’t really decide on. He’s utterly gorgeous actually. Charles is going to enjoy working with him.
The case against Essex they prepare in the next few months is something great and terrifying. Charles wasn’t sure that there could be so dirt found on this awful man. Erik is a little awkward for the first two weeks or so, but after he apparently decides that Charles is only interested in professional relationship with him and isn’t going to even mention the staring out of the window, he relaxes slightly. He says slightly, because he’s not sure the man is ever able to relax completely.
And the thing is, Charles really wanted only the professional help from the lawyer. He couldn’t have known that he would get to know Erik so well during the duration of the case. Neither could he know that he would fall in love with a grouchy man. If only Erik would ask him out finally. The final court meeting is going to be soon and Charles really doesn’t want them to not ever see each other again.
But then the final case comes and goes and they win in a spectacular fashion. His students throw the celebratory party and before he can even thank Erik, he’s swept away by the bunch of overenthusiastic ecologists. He turns around when he’s near the door and he can see Erik looking in his direction with a peculiar expression on his face. He almost looks sad, if Erik could ever let himself feel, and what’s more important, show such emotion.
The finals are looming closer and Charles suddenly finds himself buried under the amount of work that he doesn’t care for. He loves the subject he’s teaching, passionate about the Earth’s wellbeing as he is, but the technical side of his job is really killing him. It also gives him no time to even call Erik. Maybe it’s some kind of a sign from Universe that he shouldn’t even try.
He guesses he could believe that and leave his and Erik’s relationship as it is, as a client and a lawyer working together for one case. But then he goes to Erik’s office on his first free day and after five minutes talk with Azazel goes through the door and sees how bad Erik looks. He asks the man to a date and the smile he gets in return is more radiant then the sun itself.
