I know I always comment with things like "OH MY HEART" but jesus, it's always true! The little scenes with Erik always just hurt. Wondering if he's wanted on the couch -- even though these are the two people he loves most in the world, he's not sure if he can even sit on a couch with them and be wanted. He's honestly that insecure. And then when he shows Charles the picture of his old house -- and the extra punch was, it wasn't even his house when he took the picture. Someone else was living there. I can just imagine him making the trip for that specific purpose, just to see the only place he can ever remember being happy and he can't even go inside. That's kind of the story of his life, though? He's always on the outside looking in. He never told Raven about his feelings, and lost her before he even had a chance. And he'll never be sure of Charles' love because he has him locked up. Nothing in his life is certain and he never knows how to act and just...this turned into a giant blob of Erik feelings but good lord you write him so well.