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Thanks for the tag @kaylinalexanderbooks yours is so freaking cute!

I'm gonna go with the first kiss in Moonlight (Alice's POV)

“I really do only know how to hurt people… he was right…” I sobbed into my hands, leaning my forehead against Derek's chest, “I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!” “shh, baby, it's okay…” he cooed, using his pointer finger and thumb to lift up my chin to look at him. “I know you didn't mean to- i'm okay...” He smiled at me gently while cupping my cheeks in his large calloused hands, using his thumbs to wipe away the tears that seem to continuously stream down my face like a waterfall. I shook my head, trying to pull away from him, but his grip never wavered which made me cry even harder. “Why can't you see that I'm no good for you? I've only ever hurt people Derek! Why do you care so much!? Why can't I ever get you out of my damn head?! Why–” My rant was interrupted by a pair of dry, cracked lips smashing against my moist trembling ones, effectively shutting me up. This wasn't how I wanted my first kiss to go. I had hoped that it wouldn't be as rough and as bruising as it is right now. But that didn't stop me from kissing Derek back just as rough and just as bruising. Every emotion that I didn't know I would ever feel again seemed to be implemented into this kiss.

I sort of love it… and I don't take that word lightly.

I didn't want to pull away, tugging at his dusty brown locks that feel so soft between my fingers– like silk. His groan of pleasure at that action lit my insides on fire while I let a small moan slip past my lips at the feeling of his hands slide under my shirt. Even when I started seeing stars from the lack of oxygen I was getting, I didn't want this kiss to end. But, sadly, because humans need oxygen to survive we both had to pull away– so pulling away with a gasp I kept my eyes closed, resting my forehead against his. “why… why did… you do that?” I asked between gasps for air, letting my hands trail from his now messy hair all the way down to the back of his neck. “Because I love you, you fucking idiot.”

Ths was such an emotional chapter to write but it's by far my favorite in the book!

Tagging @a-mimsy-borogove @book-historia @cwritesfiction @caxycreations @emilyquinnwrites @foyle-writes-things @fragilelovelythings @goldxdarkness @gothamxwattpad @ijustwritehonestly @jolovesfandoms @krokuswrites @kbwritesstuff @kaylark @little-peril-stories @mikathewriter @pinkevilwriter @verba-writing @writeblrfantasy @whumpwillow @writeark @xenascribbles + open tag

“Friday” Kiss Tag

Thanks to @sarahlizziewrites here!

It's past midnight but it's Friday somewhere. Guess the people I tag will have to do it on Saturday or later

Rules: post a scene with a kiss - from a quick peck to a make out - platonic, familial, romantic, or otherwise, it does not matter

I don't have a lot of kisses actually but there's this--

From The Secret Portal Part Two (Akash POV)

“You’re really not mad about lying?” “Not really. I mean… admittedly, it took me aback for a second, but in hindsight it makes total sense. And like I said, I get it as much as I can. But you even said you didn’t know how people would perceive you and you got stuck. I don’t think anyone could blame you. I mean, the world is a shitty place.” I laughed. “I’ve never heard you say shitty before.” Gwen smiled softly. “Well, now you have.” “Robbie must be so mad I got a bomb-ass girlfriend before him.” I leaned into her hand. “But seriously, like, thank you.” I reached up to put my hand over hers. “You’re so awesome.” Gwen leaned forward, resting her other arm on my shoulder, and pressed her lips to my forehead. I tensed as she pulled away.

Tagging @elsie-writes @little-peril-stories @loopyhoopywrites @winterandwords @eccaiia @lesleymoonwriter @leahnardo-da-veggie @sleepywriter00 @jezifster @mk-writes-stuff @badluck990 @ceph-the-ghost-writer @willtheweaver + anyone else who'd like to hop on!

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Call Me Maybe

PAIRNING/FANDOM: Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper) GENRE: Fluff WORD COUNT: 2,427 WARNINGS: none :) SUMMARY: Nick opened the hardcover of the textbook to see a pink sticky note, with some writing on it: "hi, hope you don’t mind me saying this, but my friend thinks you’re really cute. here’s her number: xxxx … and if by any chance you are gay, here’s mine xxxx" or Based off the meme with the same quote. ADDTIONAL TAGS: Alternate Universe - College/University, Meet-Cute, Confident Charles "Charlie" Spring (Heartstopper), Based off a meme, Crack Treated Seriously, i think it's fun when Charlie and imogen are biffles in fics, this has been in my drafts forever, Aged-Up Character(s), nick simping after Charlie from day one

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‘I wonder if he is going to be here today. No Nick, he comes here to pick up his girlfriend, stop crushing on straight men, this never ends well for you.’ Nick thought. ‘Oh, there he is waiting at the door. Man, she’s so lucky that she gets to kiss him whenever she wants, he’s so pretty. Oh my god he opened the door and is walking in now, be cool Nick.’

“Don’t forget to submit your discussion questions before the end of day tomorrow.” Mrs. Robinson, his professor, stated. “Mr. Charles, lovely to see you again as always.”

“Same to you Mrs. Robinson.” The pretty man, Charles, responded with a smile, before he started walking towards the back of the room.

Nick attempted to quickly grab his bag out of the walk way, but suddenly felt the graze of Charles’ bag hitting his shoulder, and the smell of his cologne hitting Nick.

Nick dropped his bag and gasped, turning around quickly to see both Charles and his girlfriend looking at him with concern etched on their face.

“Are you okay?” the girl asked.

Nick looked over at the man and saw only kindness in his eyes. Nick opened his mouth to say anything but no words came out. Instead, Nick grabbed his bag quickly and walked out of the classroom faster than he’s ever walked, muttering under his breath about how embarrassing he is around his crush.

“Oh no.” Nick muttered under his breath, spinning around to head back to the classroom. ‘Can’t believe I didn’t grab the textbook’.

Luckily, the short walk back to the classroom was long enough for the room to have emptied out. When Nick got to his desk, his textbook thankfully still there, he noticed a small pink piece of paper hanging out the top of the book. Out of curiosity, Nick opened the hardcover of the textbook to see a pink sticky note, with some writing on it.

hi, hope you don’t mind me saying this, but my friend thinks you’re really cute. here’s her number: xxxx … and if by any chance you are gay, here’s mine xxxx

Nick stared at the note in confusion; he hadn’t been gone from the classroom for more than five minutes. Was someone so cruel to play a joke on the bi-guy? Nick left the note in his textbook, closed it, and promptly shoved his textbook in his bag to deal with later.

~🍃~

It’s been two days since Nick has had that sticky note in his textbook, and two days of thinking about that note.

If someone left that note in his textbook as a prank on the bi-guy, then whatever, Nick could throw away the note and not think about it.

If someone left that note in his textbook as a serious inquiry, they (both) could be waiting on a response from Nick, and Nick didn’t want to ghost anyone. He had been ghosted before and he didn’t like it one bit.

The scent of the sweet cologne in the passing wind brings him back to the present. Nick turned his head to see who walked past his desk, only to see that beautiful man with his hands on his much shorter friend’s shoulders, looking like he was consoling her over something.

Nick quickly packed his bag, doublechecking the textbook was there this time, and hastily left the room before he embarrassed himself again.

Hours of studying, a rugby match, a night out with the rugby lads, a day of nursing a hangover, and a morning of mindlessly watching TV, and Nick still couldn’t stop thinking about the what ifs of that note. It might be time to bring in the reinforcements.

[Darcy, Tara, & Me] Nick: SOS [image attached] Darcy: NNNNIIIIICCCCCKKKKKKYYYYYY!!!!! Tara: ?? Nick: Help me guys! What do I do? Tara: you text both of them, is what you do! Nick: I can’t! Tara: why not? Darcy: is this about that boy that comes into your class sometimes to pick up his (girl?)friend? Nick: No! Well, kinda? Darcy: have you spoken to him yet? Nick: [typing] Nick: [typing] Nick: [typing] Tara: Nick, we can see you typing! Nick: No, I haven’t spoken to him. Nick: I embarrassed myself in front of him the other day and I don’t know how I’m going to even see him again! Darcy: what did you do nickypoo? Nick: 🥴🥴🥴🥴 Tara: Nick…. Nick: He walked by my desk and his bag barely touched my shoulder and I gasped so loud, and dropped my bag. It was embarrassing. 🥴 Nick: I picked up my bag and ran out the room, leaving my textbook on the desk. So then I had to go back and get it. Nick: And when I got my textbook it had that note in it. Darcy: 🤣🤣🤣 Tara: oh honey… Darcy: nick, you know we love you, but you are an absolute disaster Nick: I know… 😣 Nick: But now you can see why I can’t say anything to him! Nick: What do I do about the note though? What if it’s a joke or they got the wrong person? Tara: what if it’s not either? and was completely meant for you, sincerely? Darcy: listen to tara!! Nick: Thanks guys.

Nick sent the last text message and sighed, not feeling better or getting an answer that he felt like he could do, but knowing what he should do.

~🍃~

Nick: Hi. Your friend left your number in my textbook the other day. I’m sure you’re lovely, but to be honest with you, I currently really like someone and I don’t think it would be fair to you if we went on a date. Unknown: That’s okay! Thank you for getting back to me 🙂.

~🍃~

Nick: Hi. You left your number in my textbook the other day, and just wanted to let you know, I’m bi actually, not gay. Unknown: hi that works too :) Nick: 😊 Nick: Anyways, I should be honest with you. There’s this guy that I really like, and I don’t think it would be fair to you… I like him a lot. We can still be friends though! Unknown: aww, you’re such a sweetheart, thank you for telling me that 🙂 do you want to talk about it? I’m the king of unrequited crushes 😅 Nick: It’s definitely unrequited, and I think he has a girlfriend🙃 But he’s so pretty! But also, handsome! If that makes sense. Unknown: it makes perfect sense! in secondary school I had a crush so hard on the rugby team captain that i joined the team 🫠 same reason though! he was very pretty and handsome. Unknown: anyways… let me know if you ever make progress with your crush (i’m invested)! have a goodnight 🙂 Nick: 😆 Okay! Good night 🙂

~🍃~

The next day in class Nick was more focused on the work now that the note was taken care of. Nick felt better that he was able to be honest to the two people, and it didn’t seem like anyone had any hurt feelings. Still, Nick was glad that class was over and he’ll get to see his crush.

Upon hearing the sound of something hitting the ground, Nick looked to his left to see a black fountain pen sitting on the ground that wasn’t there earlier. Nick continued to stare at the pen as if it could tell him what to do. ‘Maybe Tara and Darcy are right. I should just talk to him.’ Nick thought as he picked up the pen and walked up to the man and his friend.

“Hi.” Nick greeted the man, taking in all the features he didn’t notice from afar.

“Hi?” the man questioned with a smile.

“I think you may have dropped this?” Nick asked, holding his hand out flat with the pen balancing on it.

“Oh! Umm, th-thanks.” the man stuttered.

“No problem.” Nick smiled. “Umm, I use fountain pens too.”

“Yeah? I like to use fountain pens because it makes my hand-” the man started.

“Handwriting so much better? Yeah, same!” Nick interrupted and finished.

“Umm, I’m Nick. I sit a couple desks in front of you…” Nick introduced himself, trying to find a reason to keep talking to his crush, and if she is Charles’ girlfriend.

“Imogen.” the short girl filled in before gesturing towards the man, “And this is Charlie.”

Charlie.

“Nice to meet you both.” Nick beamed.

“Nice to meet you too, Nick.” Charlie replied, his eyes never leaving Nick’s. “We usually go to the cafe a couple blocks away and get some iced coffee after Immy is done with this class. Do you want to join?” Charlie asked.

“Iced coffee?” Nick exclaimed, “It’s less than 5 degrees outside!”

“Yes Nick. I am very gay,” Charlie chuckles and points to the gay man pride flag pin on his bag, “I like iced coffee no matter the weather.”

“So… you’re not dating…?” Nick asked, gesturing between Charlie and Imogen.

“Oh, no!” Imogen replied with wide eyes.

“No, Imogen is just my best friend.” Charlie exclaimed then with a smile, “So… coffee?”

“Sorry Charlie, not today; I have a paper I need to finish. You both still go though!” Imogen winked at Nick before walking away, “Have a good time boys.”

“Would you still like company to get coffee?” Nick asked.

“Yeah, that sounds nice.” Charlie grinned.

“Lead the way?” Nick asked, grabbing his stuff from his desk and following Charlie out of the classroom to the café.

“Are you in your second year too?” Nick asked, attempting to make small talk.

“No, I’m in my first year.”

“Oh! So where do you know Imogen from if it’s not a class?”

“We went to the same secondary school, and seen each other around, but were not in the same circles. But I went to a party hosted by the Pride SOC at the beginning of the year here, and she was there so we started talking and now we don’t shut up when we are in the same room.” Charlie chuckled at the end of his story.

“I went to one Pride SOC meeting last year, but ended up late to rugby practice and coach made me run laps for half the practice. And one Pride Soc party was happening at the same time as a party hosted by one of my team mates so I tried to go to both for a little bit. Some of my teammates and both of my best friends made fun of me for weeks after about how much of a disaster I ended up being at both parties. So, it’s kind of hard to go to events for both.” Nick finished.

“I guess there’s not a lot of people who are in both rugby and the Pride SOC.” Charlie joked as they came up to the cafe.

“Oh no, not at all.”

The line in the cafe was short and both boys were able to order their drinks to-go (Charlie - iced coffee, Nick - hot tea) and started making their way to Charlie’s flat as it was closer.

“Okay, Nick.” Charlie started, taking a sip of his drink, “Tell me about yourself.”

“Oh, umm.” Nick stuttered.

“Only what you want to! And if you don’t want to say anything, that’s okay too.” Charlie interrupted.

“I want to tell you more about myself, Charlie.” Nick smiled, “I just don’t know where to start.”

“Let’s start simple. What’s your favourite colour? Mine’s yellow.” Charlie said.

“Okay, simple questions. My favourite colour is blue.” Nick answered, “Video games or board games? I like doing puzzles with my mum, but playing Mario Kart with my mates.”

“My friends and I have a movie and board game night every other week, but usually ends with my friend Isacc “accidently” kicking the Monopoly board over.” Charlie chuckled, “But I am really good at Mario Kart too.”

“I will also “accidently” kick a Monopoly board over. That game takes forever!” Nick started, “You have to come over to mine sometime so we can see who the real Mario Kart champion is.”

“It’s me.” Charlie smiled, “I have a younger brother, and I couldn’t let him get a big ego, so I had to be the best at Mario Kart.”

“Sounds like you’re challenging me, Charles.” Nick joked.

“Oh, I definitely am, Nicholas.” Charlie replied, taking another sip of his drink. “Okay next question, do you- on Wednesday, do you want to join Imogen and I after class for coffee again?”

“Yes! Of course!” Nick exclaimed. “I had a really nice time hanging out with you today.”

“I had a great time getting to know you too, Nick.” Charlie beamed, before waving his hand to the building they were about to pass, “This is me.”

“Wait, Charlie?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I have your number?” Nick asked bravely. “For our Mario Kart competition?”

Charlie paused for a moment before letting out a shy chuckle and pulling his phone out of his pocket. “Umm, you already have it.”

“Huh?” Nick questioned before hearing a ping on his phone.

Unknown: hi 🙂

“Oh!” Nick chuckled, adding a name to the contact, Charlie joining in with an awkward laugh of his own.

“Charlie.” Nick said, bringing his hand up to the back of his neck. “I- I really like you.”

“You do?” Charlie asked, his dark eyebrows raised.

“I do. Was it not obvious?”

“No!” Charlie chortled. “But Nick, I really like you too.”

“Really?”

“Yes! Obviously!”

“Good!”

“Can you text me when you get home?”

“Yes, I will.”

“I’ll look forward to it.” Charlie smiled then reached up and pressed a light kiss to Nick’s cheek. “Bye.” Charlie waved.

“Bye.” Nick blushed and waved until Charlie was inside the door to his flat.

Nick spent the rest of the seven-minute walk to his flat trying to get his blushing under control. Once he was home and sat on the couch, he pulled his phone out and texted Charlie.

Nick: Hi ❤️ Charlie: hi ❤️❤️ Nick: I made it home. Charlie: 🙂 i only have a morning class tomorrow… do you want to do something? Nick: Do you want to come over to mine? Charlie: 😳😏 Nick: 🫢 No! Not like that! Charlie: 🤣 I know what you mean nick. You want me to beat your ass at Mario Kart sooner rather than later. Nick: The confidence. Charlie: 😊 Text me your building and dorm number? And I’ll bring you a tea? You can think of it as a ‘sorry not sorry’ gift for when you lose. Nick: Charlie! Charlie: :laugh: Nick: Here’s the pin for my dorm: xxxx See you tomorrow 😊❤️ Charlie: See you tomorrow, Nick ❤️

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as always, if there is a cw or tw that i missed, please let me know and i will add it.

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Thanks for the Tag @kaylinalexanderbooks

Here's the cover of one of my WIP's Queen of Rogues

This is probably one of my favorite covers I've made so far!

This book will be my first werewolf romance/drama and I'm looking forward to writing it!

Tagging @a-mimsy-borogove @blackrosesandwhump @cwritesfiction @caxycreations @emilyquinnwrites @fragilelovelythings @goldxdarkness @ijustwritehonestly @kaylark @little-peril-stories @mikathewriter @pinkevilwriter @somebookdevourer @thenthdiemension @verba-writing @writeblrfantasy @xenascribbles + open tag!

WIP Wednesday

Tagging by @i-can-even-burn-salad here! I don't know what this tag is for either, and you said do whatever so here's whatever.

The original cover for TSP, from 2013!

[image ID in alt text]

Real name redacted

School project. Got a 100% for the record.

I'll pass this along to @gracehosborn @illarian-rambling @mk-writes-stuff @thepeculiarbird @little-peril-stories @mysticstarlightduck @televisionjester @finchwrites @loopyhoopywrites @elsie-writes @sleepywriter00 + anyone else

So I guess the rules are just post something about your WIP :)

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sleepywriter00 · 11 days

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers ❤️

Food

Reading

Writing

Talking to my friend @dinosaurprostitution

Sleeping (when my body lets me lol. Insomnia is a bitch)

Thanks for the ask!! ♥️

#ask/answer

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I'm currently writing a 10k special for my book My Knight in Leather and I honestly feel like I might cry🤭. I'm just so grateful!

✨❤️✨🧡✨💛✨💚✨🩵Take. All. My. Love. And. Affection! ✨💙✨💜✨🩷✨🤍✨🤎✨🖤✨

I love you guys!

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Elle's First Slumber Party

PAIRNING/FANDOM: Tara Jones & Darcy Olsson & Elle Argent (Heartstopper) GENRE: Fluff WORD COUNT: 2,381 WARNINGS: none :) SUMMARY: Based off this comment on this YouTube Reel: "My girlfriend is trans. We had a sleepover a while ago where we did all sorts of stereotypically girly stuff that she wasn't able to do at childhood sleepovers. It was so fun." ADDITIONAL TAGS: Background: Established Tara Jones / Darcy Olsson, squint and miss it reference to imogen / sahar, based off a YouTube comment, i just love the friendship between these three, Friendship, Fluff, references to pre nick / charlie

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Elle walked into her second period classroom, seeing her two best friends at Higgs already sitting at their desk behind Elle’s desk.

“We should watch The Barbie Movie again.” Darcy stated, playing with Tara’s fingers.

“Darce, we’ve watched it seven times since it came out.” Tara sighed, exasperated.

“But it’s so good!” Darcy exclaimed before turning to Elle as she was sitting in her chair, “Elle, do you agree, The Barbie Movie is one of the greatest in cinematic history?”

Elle chuckled thinking of how Tao would respond if he heard her, before responding, “I haven’t seen it.”

“What?” Darcy and Tara both nearly yelled, before Darcy whispered, “You haven’t seen The Barbie Movie?”

“Well, no.” Elle started, “It’s not exactly on the top of the list of movies Tao would have us watch at movie night. Plus, I haven’t seen any of the other Barbie movies, I wouldn’t know what’s going on in the newest one.”

“One. Tao needs to let you choose a movie next time. Two. It’s not a series. And three. You haven’t seen any of the Barbie movies?” Darcy listed.

“No.” Elle replied, shaking her head, “It’s not exactly something I grew up watching.”

Darcy and Tara both slowly nodded in response before looking at each other for several seconds, appearing to have a silent conversation with each other.

“Do you want to have a slumber party with us this weekend?” Tara asked, “We can watch one of the old Barbie movies and the new one, and we can do each other’s hair and bad makeup, eat a bunch of junk food, and go to sleep at 6am like we would have done as kids.”

Darcy nodded enthusiastically along with Tara’s words, adding, “And eat so much sugar.”

Elle laughed at Darcy’s words before replying, “Yes, okay! That sounds fun!”

“Party!” Darcy cheered, the other girls in the classroom looking her way.

The three girls laughed, ducking their heads together, chatting about what they would do that weekend before the teacher started the class.

~🎉📽💤~

[Charlie, Elle, Issac, & Tao]

Elle: Can’t make movie night this Saturday guys. Sorry!

Tao: Why not?

Elle: Tara and Darcy want to have a slumber party this weekend; we’re going to watch some of the barbie movies. (Charlie & Issac: ❤️)

Tao: The Barbie movies? Really?

Charlie: the new one is really good tao! (Issac: 👆)

Tao: Charlie!

Issac: it is really good.

Tao: Issac! So, it’s just going to be three of us?

Elle: Invite Nick; you can have a boy’s night

Tao: No

[Elle and Tao]

Elle: Why not?

Tao: Charlie needs to get over his straight boy crush, not spend more time with him.

Elle: 🙄 Just tell Charlie to ask Nick, they are friends after all.

Tao: Fine

[Charlie, Elle, Issac, & Tao]

Tao: Fine Charlie invite Nick. (Issac: 👆) But he’s not picking any of the movies.

Elle rolled her eyes at Tao’s last text message before conversation shifted to Charlie being suspiciously quiet in the chat. Elle had a feeling something had happened at Harry’s party Nick invited Charlie to the week before, but until Charlie said anything, it’s not her business to speculate.

~🎉📽💤~

Elle hadn’t been at Tara’s for more than thirty seconds before Darcy was shoving a bowl of “Gummy Salad” which was a bowl of Maynards Sour Patch Kids, Jelly Babies, and Fruit Pastilles, from what Elle could see, into her hands.

“Imogen said she is on her way and Sahar should be here in the next hour or so.” Darcy announced, “It’s not a real slumber party unless it slightly feels like too many people.”

Elle would have to take her word for it. The day before Darcy said that she was going to invite someone named Sahar, who was in one of her classes, and Tara invited Imogen. Elle wasn’t really sure why Tara invited Imogen, if she had to guess, it may have to do with Nick and Imogen being friends. Once again, not speculating.

“That sounds good.” Elle smiled, “What’s the plan for tonight?”

“Well, if you want to help us finish up the nacho table, that’s what we are doing first!” Darcy cheered, running back into the kitchen.

“She ate the rest of the gummies that didn’t fit in the bowl, so she’s a little wound up.” Tara stated, looking lovingly at her hyperactive girlfriend.

“What is a nacho table?” Elle questioned, following Tara and Darcy into the kitchen.

“She saw this TikTok where people put a bunch of chips, meats, cheese, and veggies on a table.” Tara sighed, “It’s very American, but she wanted to do it.”

Elle nodded, still slightly confused, but liking all those ingredients so willing to give it a try. “Is that something done at slumber parties too?”

“No.” Tara laughed, “Well maybe, but when Darcy gets an idea, there’s no stopping her.”

The foil was already laid out on the table with 3 different types of tortilla chips on it, so Elle started laying out the ground beef and ground pork that Darcy had already cooked up on the chips. Together the three girls started laying a bag of different shredded cheeses on the meats, trying some as a taste test before too.

The door bell chimed as Elle was setting the bowl of sour cream and guacamole on the table next to the nacho pile, so Tara went to answer the door.

“Imogen’s here!” Tara called, walking into the kitchen.

Darcy and Elle gave Imogen a small hello, still unsure around her after her “I’m an ally!” comment in the lunch room the last time they spoke to her.

“Sahar just texted me saying she’s just around the corner, so I’m going to go wait for her at the door.” Tara said, walking back out of the kitchen.

“Sahar?” Imogen gasped, her face turning pink.

“Yeah.” Darcy replied, “Is that a problem?”

“Oh no!” Imogen answered, “I haven’t spoken to her in ages!”

“Let’s start this party.” Tara announced, walking back in with Sahar. “We just finished the nacho table, so help yourselves and then we are going to watch Barbie and the Princess and the Pauper.”

“Aww. I loved that one!” Imogen exclaimed.

The five girls all started to pile parts from the nacho table onto their own plates before settling on the sofa and watching the movie. Once it was over, Elle was stuffed, but had to admit, it was a pretty cute movie.

Darcy ran into another room for a moment before coming back with several plastic pouches in her hands.

“Next, we’re going to do like a little spa thing. Tara’s mom got us these, so when her parents come back tomorrow, we should thank them.” Darcy started, “There’s some feet masks and some face masks for us to use.”

Everyone grabbed one pack of feet masks and one pack of a face mask to use. Once everyone had the masks on Elle asked, “So what do we do for the next 15 minutes?”

“Play slumber party games!” Darcy exclaimed. “Like truth or dare or kiss/marry/kill. That sort of thing.”

“I haven’t played kiss/marry/kill in years!” Sahar chuckled.

“Let’s play that then!” Tara smiled, “Truth or Dare could be constricting when we can’t move.”

“Okay. How do you play?” Elle asked.

“Usually, someone will say three random people, it could be people you know or celebrities, and you choose if you would rather kiss, marry, or kill them.” Darcy explained, “But we aren’t seven anymore so we should randomly scroll on Instagram and choose three people from who posted on our feeds.”

“Okay! That sounds fun!” Elle agreed. “Who goes first?”

“Imogen, you can scroll for the three people, and we’ll choose, so Elle has an example on how to play.” Tara said.

Imogen got out her phone and scrolled for a couple of seconds before landing on “Selena Gomez, Nick, and Harry.”

“Easy.” Darcy interjected, “Kill Harry.”

The rest of the group nodded in agreement.

“I’ve already kissed Nick so.” Tara shrugged.

“Wait, what?” Imogen interrupted, “What’s the story there?”

“Oh, we kissed once, for like one second, when we were like thirteen.” Tara answered.

Darcy and Sahar snorted at the same time.

“I already told him so I can tell you too. It’s one of the things that made me realize I don’t like kissing boys.” Tara continued.

“Oh my god!” Sahar guffawed.

“That’s my favourite Nick Nelson story.” Darcy laughed.

“It surely couldn’t have been that bad?” Imogen asked, a slight blush on her face.

Tara shrugged in response, looking at Darcy with her heart-eyes.

“I’m straight, I would defiantly marry Selena Gomez if she asked.” Elle answered.

“I’m not straight and I would marry Selena Gomez.” Sahar added.

The rest of the group nodded in agreeance again.

“Elle, do you want to scroll for choices now?” Tara questioned.

“Sure.” Elle replied, scrolling on her phone once before saying, “Charlie, Tao, and the Netflix Instagram account?”

“If I had to choose, I would marry Charlie.” Darcy answered, “We could be each other’s beards.”

“Charlie is the actual definition of a sweetheart; I agree with you Darcy.” Tara said, Sahar nodding.

“I don’t really know Tao, but I would kiss him. He’s not bad looking.” Imogen supplied.

Elle was glad she had a face mask on to cover the blush she was sure was on her face.

“Kill the Netflix Instagram account!” Darcy exclaimed.

The group continued playing the game until the timer went off on Tara’s phone, when all the girls peeled off the masks from their faces and feet and threw it away.

“Let’s make the cake now?” Darcy asked Tara.

“Yeah, let’s make the cake now.” Tara answered.

“Yay! Let’s go make a cake!” Darcy cheered, running into the kitchen to grab a box of cake mix. “Elle, can you grab two eggs?”

Tara pre-heated the oven and instructed Imogen where the liquid measuring cups were for Sahar to pour the amount of milk the recipe called for. Darcy mixed all the ingredients while Elle greased the pan also found by Imogen, and Sahar poured the batter into the pan. All five girls didn’t have to make the cake, but Elle guessed it was so everyone could be included.

While the cake was in the oven, Darcy had pulled out several Perler Bead boards she found on clearance at the Hobbycraft a few weeks prior. Everyone made a small square with their first initial in it as a warm up to get used to the beads, before getting adventurous and making cute animals.

At one point the cake was finished baking and Tara took it out of the oven and set it on the counter to cool, while the group pressed the iron to their beaded designs. The group made a goal to use all the beads with various designs, Tara and Darcy making a heart with their names inside. Elle made a clapperboard for Tao, a book for Issac, and a small drum set for Charlie. At some point the cake had cooled fully and the girls ate it while the making their designs.

Elle yawned feeling tired all of the sudden, looking up at the clock on the oven to see it was already well past one in the morning.

“I’m getting tired too.” Imogen whispered to Elle.

“What’s next on your agenda, Darcy?” Sahar asked, muffling a yawn herself.

“Witchcraft.” Darcy stated seriously.

Elle cocked an eyebrow, she really missed out on not going to slumber parties as a kid, huh.

“Darcy!” Tara chided, slapping Darcy’s arm with the back of her hand.

“I’m kidding- mostly.” Darcy started, “We’re going to watch the new Barbie movie!”

After putting away the leftover cake and laying out the Perler beads to cool, the girls all changed into their pyjamas and settled into a large make shift pillow and blanket fort they had built. Tara loaded up HBO and started the movie. It didn’t take very long before Tara and Darcy were fast asleep cuddling each other. Elle rolled her eyes at her friend wanting to watch the movie and then falling asleep as soon as it started playing.

Half way through the movie Elle was about to ask Imogen her opinion on the cowboy outfits the Ken’s were wearing, when she noticed that Imogen was also fast asleep, surprisingly with her head on Sahar’s shoulder. That’s a question for another time.

Elle finished the movie, already knowing she was going to force Tao to watch it at their next movie night, no matter how many times they would have to rewatch Donnie Darko to make up for it. Elle grabbed the remote off the coffee table as quietly as she could before turning the TV off and going to sleep, thinking back to how much fun she was having.

When Elle woke up the next morning it was to the gentle sound of Tara’s mum saying, “Girls. It’s time to wake up. Your parents will be here soon.”

Elle looked at the clock to see it was past noon, but she felt like she hadn’t slept more than a few hours. All of Tara’s guests sleepily gathered their Perler bead designs into their bags, while her mum made some toast and scrambled eggs for them to eat.

Elle’s mum was the first to arrive, never one to be late when given a time. Elle told all the girls her goodbyes, telling them that she would love to do another sleepover with them all again. She slipped her tennis shoes on, the bottom of her pyjama leg getting caught between her foot and the back of her shoe, but not really caring.

Elle climbed into her mum’s car and set her bag down between her feet, taking a sip from her mum’s water bottle.

“How was the sleepover, honey?” Elle’s mum asked, before driving off.

“It was really fun, Mum.” Elle smiled.

“Yeah?” Elle’s mum questioned.

“Yeah.” Elle replied, “Maybe we can host the next one?”

“That sounds like a great idea sweetie.” Elle’s mum smiled.

Elle was sure her mum was apprehensive about her going to the slumber party, but Elle knew now that her mum was just as happy as she was about her first slumber party.

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Thank you @sleepywriter00 for checking over this for me when I was nervous about posting it. ❤️

as always, if there was a cw or tw, please let me know and i will fix the a/n asap.

#elle & tara & darcy #not my writing #friends writing #love this so much!!

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Thanks for the tag @drchenquill! Your line is so interesting and I love it!

I think I'm gonna go with my WIP Crybaby (Guinevere's POV)

“I'm serious! I've got mad skills in broom-kwon-do!”

Tagging @kaylinalexanderbooks @cowboybrunch @ijustwritehonestly + open tag!!

Out of context line tag~

Thank you for the tag @theeccentricraven!

Rules: post a line out of context from your WIP. I'll go with "The shadow of her dreams"

Molly: "Well, I didn’t see anything, I just heard… a woman. Who kept screaming louder and louder that it was all my fault."

I'll tag (no pressure) @allthetropes, @sleepywriter00, @cssnder and open to everyone else~

#tag game #out of context line tag #tag games #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #writers #writerscommunity

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Banging on the Wall

PAIRING(S)/FANDOM: Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring, Michael Holden & Victoria "Tori" Spring (Heartstopper) GENRE: fluff, crack WORD COUNT: 1,010 RATING: Teen+ WARNINGS: sexual references SUMMARY: "When Nick and Charlie are here, it starts the same every time: Charlie's bedroom door closes, there’s a loud thump with some giggles, and Micheal and I make the mutual decision to go downstairs to play tractors with Olly." or Tori is tired of having her daily routine messed with when Charlie and Nick are home after school with their own routine. Tori has a bad day and Michael has an idea to help Tori's day get better and put a stop to her routine disruptions. ADDITIONAL TAGS: Crack Treated Seriously, POV Victoria "Tori" Spring, author is american, i wrote this in 1.5 hrs when my afternoon meeting was cancelled, I didn't edit this, Fluff and Crack, time: after solitare before nick goes to uni

[READ ON AO3]

Michael and I have a new routine after school. I don’t like my parents, but Michael really doesn’t like his parents, so we go to my house. Sometimes we do homework and other times we just do our own thing; I just enjoy spending time with him. Not that I would tell him or anyone that.

Unfortunately, Charlie and Nick have their own routine too. They usually go to Nick’s after school, but sometimes Mum demands for Charlie to come home straight after school. When they are here, it starts the same every time: his bedroom door closes, there’s a loud thump with some giggles, and Michael and I make the mutual decision to go downstairs to play tractors with Olly.

I know Charlie’s therapist tells him it’s good to have a routine, my therapist tells me the same. But does his routine have to be having sex with his boyfriend every day after school? In my opinion, it’s too much sex, there’s nothing special about sex anyways.

I am happy that Charlie is happy, but I would like for my routine to not be messed with on days Charlie is home. I quite like staying in my room, scrolling on Tumblr while Michael plays games on his phone or Switch.

Today was not a good day for me, therapy yesterday evening was hard for me, and I woke up this morning knowing it was going to be a bad day. Nothing bad happened, per se, but there is still time left in the day for the world to end. Michael bought me a lemonade at lunch today, so that helped a little bit; I didn’t have to tell him, I think he just knew.

Michael and I currently are laying on my bed, I’m scrolling on Tumblr on my laptop, with my headphones on, but music low enough to hear Michael’s argument on why it would be weirder to see a fairy in front of his door, instead of a walrus.

Then I hear it, the inevitable sound of Nick and Charlie about to start their routine. I don’t want to go downstairs and act happy for Olly’s sake today. No, today I am going to stay in my room, but first- “I’m going to tell them to stop.” I tell Michael, standing up to march out of my room.

Before I can make it two steps from my bed, Michael grabs my wrist, “Wait!”

I look at his hand on my wrist and back at his eyes, he must get the memo, because he drops my arm and mutters a ‘sorry’ before continuing. “Tori, do you trust me?”

I give him a look, of course I trust him, why else would I let him look at my Tumblr dashboard, not that I would tell him that out loud.

“Aww, you do trust me. That’s so cute.” Michael coos.

I give him another look to which he raises his hands in a mock surrender. “Okay, I get it. Follow my lead.”

Before I can respond Michael gets off the bed and squats at the foot of the bed, puts his hands on the footboard, and pushes the bed against the wall, hard.

The sounds next door stops for a moment before there’s another giggle and then the sounds continue.

Oh.

I sit on the edge of the bed and start to lightly bounce, just enough that the springs in the bed start to squeak, Michael still slamming my bed into the wall. Not for the first time today, I’m glad that my parents are at work and Olly decided he would rather play Mario Kart than tractors today.

“Harder.” Michael says in a voice slightly above his normal volume.

I stop bouncing and turn my body to look at him, and raise an eyebrow at him.

He shrugs in response, slamming the headboard against the wall again before saying, “Yes! Just like that!”.

I can feel my face break into a small smirk, and see Michael’s face light up with its own smile.

I continue bouncing while Michael is pushing the headboard against the wall.

“Ready?” Michael whispers to me, before groaning loudly, “Oh my god.”

Next door is completely quiet.

“Let’s go.” Michael whispers, standing up and beckoning me to follow him out of my room. He stops us in front of Charlie’s bedroom door.

“Nick, we should go.” I hear Charlie say in his room, “We can walk Nellie or something. Come on.”

The door opens abruptly to Charlie’s shocked face and then a squeaky, “Jesus, Tori.” and a yelp from Nick.

“Charles.” I greet him.

“How? What? Why?” Charlie huffs, holding a hand to his chest, “What?”

“You know we share a wall, right?” I ask Charlie, but glare at Nick as a blush rises on his face.

“Yeah guys, we can hear everything.” Michael chimes in.

I didn’t think it was possible, but Nick blushes harder, before walking up to hide his face in Charlie’s shoulder.

“We,” Charlie starts, gesturing between him and Nick, “are not that loud.”

“Sorry guys, but-” Michael cuts in.

“Sorry!” Nick lifts his head, “I can’t help it!”

Charlie quickly turns his head and looks at Nick before saying, “Nick!”

“Sorry Char. You’re just-” Nick starts.

“Nope.” Charlie chides, putting a hand over Nick’s mouth. “No more talking for you.”

The look Nick gives Charlie, makes me think my brother has told him that before in a different context, and I am horrified. I look at Michael and his face tells me that he caught that too.

“Glad we had this conversation.” Michael says, already walking back to my room, “Have a good evening, boys.”

I follow Michael ignoring the whine of “Char” from Nick and the “shhh” from my brother. I really don’t want to know.

I lay back on my bed next to Michael, seeing a post about a fairy sized walrus or a walrus sized fairy being weirder to see on my porch.

Today was not a good day, but I almost smiled, so it’s better now.

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title by the most lovely @sleepywriter00 who always helps me with titles and i am the most greatful <3

as always, if i missed any cw/tw's or this is mis-rated, please let me know and i will fix it.

#narlie #nick x charlie #charlie x nick #nick nelson / charlie spring #not mine #friends writing #its so fucking good #so funny #ao3 #ao3 fanfic

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Keys to my Heart

PAIRING/FANDOM: Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring GENRE: fluff WORD COUNT: 2,112 WARNINGS: none SUMMARY: "Maybe you can move in with Charlie? You basically live there anyways, and for some reason pay your share of the rent here. Not that we are complaining.” Christian joked. “I don’t live with Charlie. We haven’t been together long enough to live together.” Nick said. “I don’t think that is true.” Sai interjected. or Nick's flatmates decided that they were not going to renew their rent for the next year, so Nick asked Charlie for help finding a flat. Charlie was under the impression that Nick was already slowly moving in with him. ADDITIONAL TAGS: Established Nicholas "Nick" Nelson/Charles "Charlie" Spring, Alternate Universe - College/University, sappy boys, no beta / editor [READ ON AO3]

It’s been four years since Charlie sat next to Nick in their form room back in secondary. It’s been three years and eleven months since Nick and Charlie have been best friends.

It’s been 2 years 6 months 13 days 20 hours and 58 minutes since their friend group decided to skip the last party fresher’s week; the plan to have a film night like when they were in secondary school. Since Nick and Charlie both got a little too drunk and said yes to a game of truth or dare. Since someone dared Charlie to kiss Nick, and Nick was pretty certain Charlie was going to kiss his cheek. Since Nick decided he didn’t want Charlie to kiss his cheek and moved at the last moment for their lips to meet. Since Nick and Charlie kissed for the first time for an unknown amount of time, only breaking apart when Darcy yelled “Get it son!”. Since they fell asleep together that night and decided to be boyfriends the following morning.

Not that Nick has been counting or anything.

Present day Nick is aware he is undeniably down bad for his best friend and boyfriend. He is also aware that he still can’t keep his hands off his boyfriend, so he understands that Charlie wanted a distraction free evening to get a project done for a class. Nick thought about just going to the library for a few hours but he was feeling a little bad that he has only seen his flat mates during rugby practice or matches for the last few months; so, he decides to go to his flat for the night.

“I’m back.” Nick yelled into the flat he shared with a couple of his mates from the rugby team. The three guys that didn’t “banter” at him because he is bisexual, but because of how much of a sap he is about his boyfriend, Charlie.

“Hey, what happened?” Christian asked, from his spot on the sofa next to Sai.

Nick drops his backpack with some clothes in it for tomorrow at the bottom of the stairs. “Nothing’s happened, Charlie just has a project due in a couple of days, and he wants to get it done. He said that if I’m around he gets "too distracted".” Nick answered, making air quotes for emphasis.

Christian and Sai laughed at Nick’s use of quotation marks.

“Well, one of you has to be the sensible one I guess.” Sai said, once he settled down.

“I know.” Nick pouted, plopping down on the recliner next to the sofa.

“Well, it’s good to see you, we’re glad you’re here, even if it is just for one night.” Sai smiled softly.

“I’m not gone that much, and I see you at rugby 4 times a week.”

“But you’re not here, at home. Which is okay, and something we wanted to talk to you about.” Christian replied.

“Graduation is coming up in a couple months, and we talked to Otis about some things, and neither one of us are planning on staying here in Leeds afterwards.” Sai stated.

“Oh.” Nick sighed.

“We know you are going to stay here for your PGCE, but maybe you can move in with Charlie? You basically live there anyways, and for some reason pay your share of the rent here. Not that we are complaining.” Christian joked.

“I don’t live with Charlie. We haven’t been together long enough to live together.” Nick said.

“I don’t think that is true.” Sai interjected, “People move in with their partners at all different times, some don’t even live with their partners if they are married. There’s no rule book on that.”

“Also, you and Charlie have been best mates since secondary school, people can live with their friends.” Christian added. “But we’re not saying you have to move in with Charlie. There are some guys on the team getting a flat share next year that I’m sure they wouldn’t mind for you to join in on the rent pool.”

“Yeah. I’ll look around too, since I don’t have to be so close to campus next year, I’ll see what options I have.” Nick replied.

After having some take away pizza with the guys, Nick goes to his room to start looking at some flat options.

Upon stepping into his room throwing his overnight bag on his bed, he remembers that his good pillow is still at Charlie’s flat. That’s fine, I’ll be over again tomorrow.

Nick pulls out his laptop and looks on Rightmove and starts looking at flats closest to Charlie’s flat and flats that are just close to the University; both with the idea of making it easier for Charlie if he was to come over. Finding a potential flat easily.

1 Bed | 1 Bath | Recently Upgraded | Nearby University of Leeds

Nick looked at the map and could confirm it was indeed very close to the University, but on the other side than Charlie’s flat, and the price was on the higher end of his price range. Nick decided to look through the photos on the posing anyways seeing that the bedroom barley fit a double bed in it. Maybe. Nick thought as he scrolled on to the next listing.

1 Bed | 1.5 Bath | Paved Front Garden

Nick looked at another listing that was fairly close to Charlie’s flat, but further away to the University. It was much more affordable but the photos showed a very small kitchen. To Nick, the kitchen is the only thing that has to be perfect, everything else doesn’t really matter that much. However, not having a place to live trumps a small kitchen so the flat also gets a maybe.

He decides he may not find anything better until closer to the summer when people are moving out, so he closes his laptop and texts Charlie a “good luck on your project <3” text, and watches YouTube on his phone until he falls asleep.

~●~

“Charlie, can you help me find a new place to live?” Nick asked, laying down with his head on Charlie’s lap. Charlie lounging on his bed, one hand playing with Nick’s hair, the other holding the book he was reading.

“What?” Charlie questioned, shoving an old receipt he’d been using as a bookmark in the book and putting it on the nightstand.

“Well, the guys said that they aren’t going to stay in Leeds for another year after graduation, so I’ll need to find a new place to live.” Nick responded. “I found a couple of different options that might work, but I want your opinion as well.”

“If it’s where you want to live, then it should be your choice.” Charlie replied.

“But I don’t want you to hate it and you never come over.” Nick started, “Like one is expensive and the bedroom is barely big enough for a bed. Another is close by so you can come over whenever you want, but the kitchen is so small, you couldn't even bake brownies from a box in there and have room.”

“Sweetheart, get up for a moment.” Charlie bent his knees slightly to prompt Nick to move, both guys shifting so they were sitting and facing each other.

“Or I was also thinking that I can go down to the leasing office here and see if there are any vacancies available, so then we can live in the same building.”

“Nick-”

“Or if you don’t want that then that’s okay! The small flat is cute, and if you don’t want to come over, that’s fine! I can still come here.” Nick interrupted, already going into a spiral.

“Wait.”

“Or not, it’s okay. I can look on my own, you don’t have t-”

“Hey.” Charlie interrupted, putting his hands on either side of Nick’s face. “What’s up?”

“I don’t know.” Nick sighed, “I guess I’m a little stressed out about finding a place that works for you.”

“Works for me?” Charlie asked, furrowing an eyebrow.

“Yeah, close enough to campus so if you want to stay the night, you’re not late to classes or study groups. Or close by so you can be with your friends. But not like I’m saying you have to spend the night with me-”

“Darling.” Charlie gently interrupted Nick’s spiral again, “You have another place to live that isn’t with the rugby guys.”

“Char, I don’t want to go back to live with my mom, I want to stay here with you.” Nick pleaded.

“Nick, I’m not talking about living with your mom.” Charlie smiled, moving his hands over Nick’s hands. “Why don’t you live here? With me?”

“But what about Tao?” Nick asked.

“Tao already told me he’s been thinking about moving into a flat with Elle.”

“You don’t think it’s too soon? Won’t your mom be really upset with you?” Nick whispered.

“My mom’s been upset with me half my life Nick, you moving in with me is not going to change her feelings of me.” Charlie half-joked. “Plus, we’ve been best friends for four years, and by next school year it’ll be 2 years since we started dating...”

“But-”

“It’s not like you don’t already practically live here…”

“I don’t live here.”

“You might as well just be paying rent to the wrong bill, love.”

“That’s what the guys said. I do stay here with you a lot, but I don’t think I live here. Plus isn’t your room kind of small for two people? It definitely felt bigger when you moved in.”

“All of your stuff is here Nick; half this room is your stuff. This room has slowly become our room. Even this quilt is yours.” Charlie said, picking up the corner of the quilt closest to him for emphasis.

“Your quilt was too heavy; I was overheating every night.”

“Yes, Nick, that's what I was saying. Every night.” Charlie jokingly poked. “I’m not complaining though, I love my personal human radiator.”

“I knew you just loved me for my body.” Nick fake pouted.

“Yes, duh. Amongst other things.” Charlie chuckled. “But that’s why you have your cooling pillow on your side of the bed. Where the night stand has your reading glasses, and your half empty glass of water. Half my dresser is full of your clothes, half the closet is your clothes.”

“Is that what you’re calling the row of my stolen hoodies.” Nick poked Charlie’s side lightly.

“You needed clothes for when you stayed here, also they’re our hoodies Nicholas. We have joint custody.” Charlie joked, grabbing Nick's finger and not letting go.

“Okay so maybe I live in your room.” Nick acquiesced.

“You have all your soaps in the shower, and half the bathroom sink counter is covered with your stuff. Hell, you even have a cabinet in the kitchen full of your baking stuff.” Charlie started, “And it’s okay, I like it. I want you to feel at home here.”

“You are my home.”

“There’s you being sappy again.”

“You were sappy first!”

“Shut up, I am never sappy.”

“You are, and I think it’s because you love me.” Nick joked, pushing Charlie onto his back with Nick hovering over him.

“No, I don’t.” Charlie shook his head.

“You don’t mean that.” Nick mock gasped, tickling Charlie.

“Nick!” Charlie gasped between laughs. “Stop!”

“Are you going to take it back?” Nick asked, stopping just long enough to get an answer out of Charlie. Charlie used that moment to flip them back over, grabbing Nick’s wrists and pinning them above his head, to keep Nick from tickling him again.

“I do. I was going to say it’s because I really love you, but I’m not sure any more.” Charlie pouted.

“Well, I really love you so I hope you really love me.” Nick smiled.

“You are. Such. A. Sap. Nicholas. Nelson.” Charlie said, punctuating with a poke to Nick’s side.

“I’m your sap, Charles Spring.” Nick said, slightly dazed with the feeling of Charlie’s weight on him.

“Ugh.” Charlie rolled his eyes, before leaning down and kissing Nick.

He kept his hand pinning down Nick’s wrists in place and kissed Nick until he heard a small noise in Nick’s throat.

Charlie pulled back from the kiss gently, laughing softly when he heard Nick groan “Why’d you stop?”

“Nick, if you want to, I would love for you to officially live with me.” Charlie prompted.

“Uhm- YES. Char, obviously. As long as you want to.”

“I just said I want you to!” Charlie laughed, shifting downwards to continue kissing Nick.

~●~

It’s only 2 months and 5 days until Nick gets to officially live together with his boyfriend, not that Nick is counting or anything.

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title by the lovely @sleepywriter00 who always helps me with titles because i suck at it <3

if i missed any cw/tws, please let me know!

#narlie #nick x charlie #charlie x nick #nick nelson / charlie spring #not tagging the main fandom cause i know some people don't like that #not my writing #not mine #love it

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