While I was on haitus, I discovered my love of X-men, which then led to my obsession with Cherik. Anyway I wrote a really cute/fluffy story abou them in an AU, where Erik comes back to Charles after Cuba. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!

Disclamir: I OWN NOTHING! If I did, I'd be much richer and Cherik would be canon (along with a few other pairings).

"Erik, you're being ridiculous," Charles said as he stared up at the expectant man. Erik continued to stare at Charles, his hand held out expectantly as soft classical music played in the background. "I only had the surgery a week ago, my spine won't be ready for that kind of strain for quite some time."

Erik laughed lightly and continued to ask Charles to dance. He knew that Charles wouldn't really be able to dance with him yet, but who said he couldn't cheat a bit. He concentrated on the metal plates in Charles' back and pulled him up, leaving his wheelchair behind.

Charles gave a shocked gasp at the sudden movement before laughter broke out of his lungs. He smiled at the smug man in front of him and crossed his arms across his chest. "Yes, Erik?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow at his friend. "Is there something you want?"

Erik grabbed Charles' hand and leaned his head in next to Charles' ear. "Dance with me," he whispered. "Let me help you dance with me."

Charles shivered at the hot breath against his ear and neck and slowly moved his free hand towards Erik's shoulder. "How can I refuse you when you do something like this," he said softly.

Erik smiled and began slowly waltzing around the room with Charles. He'd always wanted to do this again, to let Charles' head rest against his shoulder, arms wrapped lazily around his neck; the two bodies swaying lazily off-beat to the well constructed music that flowed around the room. He tilted his head to kiss the mop of brown waves on the other man's head. "How did I get so lucky?" Erik mumbled into Charles' temple. "A man that has made so many mistakes, has hurt you, has left you, has not listened to you," He paused and looked into Charles' eyes, that were now staring at him. "And yet, you forgave me for all that, with nothing but a kind smile and a 'welcome home'. I have never loved someone so much."

Charles face broke in the most beautiful way and he pulled Erik's face down and rubbed their noses together slowly, their eyes closing and just enjoyed the moment. This was who they were, they completed each other, like a broken mirror that you try to put all the chipped pieces back together and knowing that the view of yourself will never be the same, but of multiple views.

"I love you," Charles said softly, kissing the corner of Erik's mouth.

Erik smiled and kissed the corner of Charles mouth back. "I love you too, Liebling," he whispered.

The two continued to dance, not noticing the audience that looked through the crack in the door, gazing at the couple that danced off-beat and were relaxed in the others presence.

I hope you all enjoyed that and please review if you have the time!