Beautiful Thoughts (Charles Xavier x Reader)

You were relaxing in the mansion's library, with your head on Chales' lap, lost in thought. With your eyes closed, you breathed deeply, relishing the peace of the library while Charles played with your hair. It was the first time you were allowed to relax in weeks, and you were glad you could spend this time with him. Even if it was just companionable silence, it was exactly where you wanted to be.
Suddenly, Charles said, "I wish I knew what you were thinking." You opened your eyes to see him staring down at you with adoration. You smiled and sat up, turning to face him on the couch. You replied, "Well, I don't want you poking around in my head. I like to keep things personal, you know that." He sighed, but had a smile that said he wasn't done yet.
"Yes, I know, you never let me in your head. It's just that you're so beautiful, and your thoughts must be even more breathtaking." You shook your head to hide your blush, "Stop it. You don't mean that." Charles grabbed your hand with both of his. It was warm and comforting, and you couldn't help but look up into his crystal blue eyes. He pressed, "Yes, I do. You are beautiful and intelligent, and have the most remarkable mind. It would be an honor to even glimpse at your thoughts." You continued to blush, but held his gaze this time.
You felt Charles prodding at the wall in your head. You sighed, "Are you serious?"
"I'm very serious."
With barely another thought, you opened your mind to Charles.
Amongst everything that swirled through your thoughts—worries about the future, the other mutants, your own powers, and your friends—there was something that stood out as you stared into Charles' eyes. A single thought so strong, it was impossible to ignore, though you had never been able to say it. It was simple, yet meant so much. Your mind pulsed with thoughts of him, and you couldn't help but think, "I love you."
Charles backed away for a moment with a look of shock on his face, but before you could speak, his lips were on yours. The kiss was soft and gentle, and you didn't hesitate to kiss back. When you finally broke apart, your foreheads were still touching, as though you couldn't bear to be father apart. Then, as Charles stared at you lovingly, he replied in a whisper for just you to hear, "I love you, too."