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Erik waited there for what felt like minutes, content to be a reassuring presence. He nearly spilled his tea when Lou pulled him into his lap. Pulling out his wand, he levitated the mug to a safer spot on the nightstand. He wrapped his arms around Lou. “Want to go for a walk?” he asked softly...

It wasn’t hard to figure out where Lou had gone, with his heavy footsteps striking the stairs. Holding his tea aloft, Erik climbed to the main hallway that led to all the bedrooms. He stepped into the room quietly. His brow furrowed with concern when he saw the state Lou was in. Closing the door...

Erik sipped at his cup, trying not to be noisy and bother Hans. He watched as Lou worked himself into a tizzy and left the room. Erik supposed he better follow his partner. Plus, Hans needed to interact with someone who wasn’t thirty years his senior. “Thanks for the tea. It’s nice,” he said...

Erik accepted the cup of tea from his partner and moved to the table, sitting next to Hans. He sipped at the hot beverage; Lou was right, it was delicious. He watched the goings-on at the counter. Mary Lou must be like her uncle; needing to stay busy to keep her mind straight. Erik didn’t blame...

Erik watched Lou as he moved around the kitchen. His eyes narrowed when Lou thanked Hans for letting Mary Lou stay. So that was what this was about, then. Erik didn’t exactly have a hairy heart. And he’d sprung Hans on Lou unexpectedly. He listened as his partner explained the situation. Really...

Erik had just finished a run to the Apothecary for ingredients Lou couldn’t grow. It was high time for some lunch. In true Erik fashion, he’d skipped breakfast, managing to sneak out before Lou could realize it. He waved his wand as he stepped through the door, levitating his bag of ingredients...

Erik sighed, folding easily into Lou's arms. He could go for a pot of hot tea himself (and perhaps something stronger,) but that could always wait until later. Erik settled his head on Lou's chest. This was all madness. He was lucky, really, with the weight of the world dropped on his shoulders...

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Erik closed the door gently and followed along with Lou. He couldn't blame the kid for wanting some space. Hans had every reason to be overwhelmed- Erik certainly was. When he and Lou made it down to the stairs, he moved towards the kitchen. "Do you want some tea, Lou?" he asked, with a tired smile.

While Erik really didn’t want to leave, he trusted Lou. He took the kid out for dinner and a movie. There were few words exchanged between the two. Not that Erik wouldn’t talk to Hans, he just wasn’t sure what to say. The meal was decent and the No-Maj film, an action fantasy, wasn’t half-bad...

Erik sighed. He hated the position his family had put him in. He was frustrated at all of them. His father for withholding this part of his past, his mother for not wanting him, his sister for not wanting her own son when it came down to it. Erik sat down on the couch, reaching for Lou’s hand...

Erik looked over his shoulder at Hans. “Do you like tomato soup?” he asked, thinking he would fix a jar of Lou’s homemade soup with some cheese sandwiches. It took a moment for him to realize Lou was standing in the doorway. He turned, smiling weakly. “Here, have an apple-” he said, handing a...

Erik left Alta a day earlier than he’d planned. He couldn’t stand the oppressive halls of his grandfather’s family home. When he left with Christian, he actually breathed a sigh of relief. But still, he returned to New Zealand with much more than he’d anticipated. It had been cruel of his...

Erik kissed Lou back softly. He didn't want to pull away. There were many things he would rather do than leave. It took a moment to step back from Lou. Slipping into his thick jacket and taking his suitcase in hand, he smiled at Lou nervously. "We'll be in Alta," he said. He knew Lou wouldn't...

Erik lay there with Lou for longer than he probably should have. He didn’t want to go. If Estrella were still alive, she would be the one dealing with all this drama, not Erik and Christian. Their family definitely felt more fractured since their mom and sister had passed. Erik had only begun to...

Erik smiled at Lou. He didn’t mention that his phone probably wouldn’t work. His grandfather lived in pretty much the middle of nowhere in the Arctic. Not to mention that there was so much magic in the family manor it would probably make the technology go haywire anyway. “I’ll miss you too.” Now...

Erik folded easily into Lou. He sighed as he snuggled up against him. “Probably soon,” he grumbled, now that he was in bed, not wanting to leave it. “Better to get this done and over with.” Christian didn’t seem like he planned to stay the night. Erik wasn’t looking forward to a night of no sleep.

Erik smiled back at Lou, leaning back into the pillows and watching him from the bed. He rolled onto his side and pulled his knees in closer to his chest. “You’re too nice to me, Lou,” he said, trying to push all the family garbage he knew he was going to have to deal with soon out of the...

Erik laughed, not unkindly, when Lou suggested they take a moment. He kissed Lou back. “Lovebird, I hate this,” he replied, “but I’d love it if you cuddled me for a bit.”

Erik leaned into Lou’s shoulder. He loved the feeling of Lou’s hands against his forehead. “I would if it didn’t have to do with him,” he said honestly. He reached for Lou’s fingers and squeezed them reassuringly in his own. “My grandfather’s a bitter old homophobe. I don’t want him to meet you...