Cherik love story oneshot

Cherik love story oneshot

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Charles P.O.VMe,Raven and Moira have located Shaw,once we got to where Shaw was located i felt someone in my mind.i grip my head screaming in pain when Moira asks if im alright,i get back the surface of the boat to see someone in the water."you have to let go! you gotta help me! let it go! you have to let it go!" i finally just get a close look at the man....hes quite handsome.i take my coat off i jump into the water and i grab a hold of him i try using my telepathy to calm him but i fail so the only thing i could do was kiss him,at first he doesnt react but after a while he relaxes and i put him up for air,"get off me! you were in my head how did you do that?!",'im like you just calm your mind!"with that he looks at me catching his breathe,"your not alone Erik.your not alone"once we got out of the water we went to the secret CIA base that was off sight,while we head to the base me and Erik start to slowly get to know each other(sorry if its crumby this is my first one shot and i wrote this at 10:30 at night so i was pretty groggy writing it lol my apologies)
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I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.

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