Prompt: heat for firstclass100 LJ community. Standalone drabble.


Troika

Erik could sense the heat and tension between them. He could see that underneath the easy banter between Charles and his "sister" was something they had never allowed to blossom into something more. He welcomed it. Bridging the gap between the two would weld the three of them into something deeper, more amazing, and spectacular than they could otherwise be.

They would be unstoppable.

"We want the same things."

Nights spent playing chess with her brother. Days spent sensing her desire to become—for herself, for Charles, and just maybe one day for him. Surely, he could make them one.