Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #3

Do I Wanna Know? - Erik Lehnsherr

//Have you got colour in your cheeks?
Do you ever get the fear that you can't shift the type
That sticks around like summat in your teeth?
Are there some aces up your sleeve?
Have you no idea that you're in deep?
I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week
How many secrets can you keep?
Cause there's this tune I found
That makes me think of you somehow
And I play it on repeat
Until I fall asleep
Spilling drinks on my settee//
Erik. Erik goddamn Lehnsherr. He was constantly on your mind, the way his smile, no matter how broken, could light up any place, the way his eyes glazed over with concentration when he played chess, how his fingers would absentmindedly tap along to the rhythm of Mozart and Beethoven records. You were in deep, so deep, in fact, that you dreamed about him nearly every night, that the image of him was stuck in your mind like something in your teeth. Then you heard the song. The one song that made you think of him, all he was, and you played it on repeat, played it as you fell asleep on the sofa with a bottle of beer.
//(Do I wanna know?)
If this feeling flows both ways?
(Sad to see you go)
Was sorta hoping that you'd stay
(Baby, we both know)
That the nights were mainly made
For saying things that you can't say tomorrow day
Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling when you've had a few?
Cause I always do
Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new
Now I've thought it through
Crawling back to you//
You honestly weren't sure of whether or not you wanted to know if he was feeling the same way, but one night, one alcohol fuelled night, the two of you were on the sofa together, saying things that neither of you could give breath to in the morning, in sobriety. You always wondered if he would call for you after having a few beers, but he never did, yet you still kept crawling back to him each time. You still kept falling for Erik. Logan and Charles, of course, told you to move on, but you were too busy being Erik's to bother, even if you weren't really his.
//So have you got the guts?
Been wondering if your heart's still open
And if so, I wanna know what time it shuts
Simmer down and pucker up
I'm sorry to interrupt, it's just I'm constantly on the cusp
Of trying to kiss you
I don't know if you feel the same as I do
We could be together if you wanted to//
Summoning all of your courage, you decided to confront Erik; you knew his heart was damaged, but that didn't possibly mean that it was incapable of feeling. Did it?
You were gazing into his eyes, one hand on his cheek, the sobriety hitting you like a train.

"Erik," you whispered, trying your best not to just kiss him. "We could be together... If you wanted to?"

"I do," he mumbled, shying away from your touch as if he feared for you. "But I can't allow myself to lose someone else I love."

"You won't," you reassured. "Erik... If you want to be with me, just say so, same as if you don't."

"I do want to be with you, (Y/N)."

"Then I'm yours."