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a/n: the art above is what I imagine Erik to look like when he comes out of the lair, just without the cape/waistcoat

it had been days since Erik left the lair, and I had been worried. he had done this before, early on in our relationship. ghosting me as this had never happened before. sure, he had his days, but this long?! 

~time skip~

"Hello, y/n" I heard a hoarse voice, coming from the corner of the room.

"Erik!" I called out. I pulled him into a hug, feeling his bones sticking out. I pulled away only to see his bony, frail face peering at me. his face had turned a pale greenish color. his eyes had sunken into his skull, black holes replacing them.

"oh my- what happened! how long has it been since you last ate!" I looked at him in pure dismay

"I don't know, a week?" a quiet mumble came from the small lines that were his lips.

"a week! come, you must eat" 

I led him to the kitchen. which was empty, as usual. I pulled garlic and tomatoes from the cupboard. 

"soup?" I turned to Erik.

"Sure," he stared at me

I boiled the tomatoes and garlic and passed the soup to him. he began eating. 

"merci (thank you)"

"what were you doing while you were gone?"

"Oh, nothing."

~time skip~

the color and life had finally returned to Eriks' face, after a while of me feeding him. he had forgotten to eat, but luckily I had pulled him to the kitchen and cooked him a meal. his face was no longer a dark pit, but a happy, glowing face.



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