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They both went to James' trailer, Michael feeling panicky about what happened and James scared to see himself bald for like the fifth time.

"I don't know how I'm meant to control my powers, I remember what Charles says to Erik to control them but I have nothing to use." He said as he bashed his head on the wall.

Michael ran over and pulled him away from the wall. He had a second to look into his eyes before he had to start talking to him, "Listen, we can focus on that later, we need to get your head shaved."

Michael went into the bathroom in search of the blade and James sat on the countertop in the kitchen, anxiously waiting for him to return.
He's going to be so close to me, I don't think I can breathe.

Michael acted as if he hadn't just heard his friends thoughts and walked back, razor in hand. He turned it on and the buzzing drove James mad. As he slowly moved it closer to his head, James realised how much he didn't want to do it.

He panicked and forced it out of Michael's hand and broke it against the wall. He mumbled, "I just did that." His body went into panic and began to shut down, his brain stopped and tears began to stream down his face.

Michael grabbed him and held him close, "It was an accident. Calm down." But he couldn't. He began to sob into Michael's chest and wrapped himself around him.

"Don't let me go."

It was so innocent but so beautiful that he couldn't leave James all by himself. Michael quickly got his phone out and told Jen that James wasn't up to filming. She didn't ask any questions and told the producers.

After a long time of Michael holding him, James finally drifted to sleep. He's so peaceful. He slowly lifted him up and carried him into his bedroom. When he placed him down, James' head popped up.

"Stay with me." His voice begged as he looked up with his red, puffy eyes. He couldn't resist the opportunity so he laid next to him on top of the cover whilst James was under.
"Come on, we're friends. You can get in with me."

He rolled his eyes but got under anyway. They kept their distance but when he heard James snoring, he went behind him and spooned him softly. He's so peaceful and beautiful.

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When James woke up, he felt warm. The presence of a body behind him felt so calming and perfect. He found himself feeling those butterflies in his stomach knowing Michael was behind him.

I think I'm falling in love. It may have only kicked in recently but I love this man. Maybe Troy will help me understand.

Michael found himself listening to his thoughts, making himself feel so fuzzy inside. Soon he felt a slap on his cheek and he began to act like he was waking up from it.

"Michael, you need to get off me now. This is a bit weird..." James said, regretting it straight away as Michael moving away made him freeze.

"James, you have sweated everywhere in the bed. Maybe you should take an extra day off?"
"No! We can miss another day, it'll put everyone behind and then they'll hate me..."
"Fine but don't faint on me or I won't help you with this magnetic thing."

It forced James to roll his eyes and for Michael to walk out to leave him alone. He quickly yelled after him, "Wait, your watch!" He didn't come back so James sneakily put it on his wrist and got up.

His head was spinning but he can do anything, right?

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