Charpim Oneshots

What is this feeling?

[FLUFF + MINIMAL BREAKDOWN]

TW :: VOMITING

Pim had no clue how it all started, the bubbly feeling in his stomach that'd overwhelm the rest of his body, dusting his body a darker shade of pink. All he knew was it was all Charlie's fault.

Everytime he hung out with Charlie it all took effect, especially when they sat together on Charlie's oddly stained couch. Charlie would always place his arm around Pims shoulders, his opposite hand controlling the TV remote and aimlessly scrolling for an interesting show to watch. Pims body would grow hot and as Alan described, "Butterflys" flew around his stomach.

In current time Pim was back to talking with Alan, confused as what the hell Charlie was doing to him.

Pims POV:

"I just don't understand what's happening, Alan! Everytime I go around Charlie it's some weird feeling in my gut! Although, what confuses me more is.. it doesn't feel like a bad feeling at all. Like a gut feeling something might be severely wrong, it's not that at all!" I flailed my arms and tapped my chin, confused thoughts roaming my mind. Things like 'maybe he's just making me sick!' or 'it could be because of the apartment building..' Goodness, I hope he's not making me sick! Maybe I should check on him..

Alan interrupted my running mind with the question, "Pim, have you considered you may love Charlie?" His face was focused, sorting his paperclips in a small pile, his singular piece of cheese sitting nearby on a small napkin. His reply was blunt and straight to the point. Nearby, Glep laughed and teased in his normal gibberish. In translation he's repeating an old nursery rhyme, the one that goes, "[Name] and [Name] kissing in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" What a jerk!

"What! Absolutely not! Him and I are just best friends, Alan! Really good friends! And be quiet Glep! It's not like that!" I protested, there is no way I liked Charlie! I mean, sure, I like him as a friend, but as a lover? I'm not so sure about that.. is there a buzzfeed quiz for this?

My face was burning at the point I was on the verge of vomiting then there he was. Charlie entered the Staff lounge. "HEY CHARLIE!!" I yelled to the tall yellow critter. He looked awfully confused, but fine with it I suppose. Oh dear, what if he is catching on! Wait.. on to what? I don't even like him!

I started to get wrapped right back into my own thoughts. Patting my chin as Charlie looked at me all confused.

Charlies POV:

I stared at Pim, drilling holes in the back of his head. What was up with him today? I mean, it's always so obvious if something's up with the guy, he always yells at the top of his lungs, his skin is pinker than it should be, then he does the most random ass movements.

"Sup Pim." I, not so cheerfully, replied. I sat at the table then stared at the small box TV. I shifted in my seat to get comfortable, these plastic chairs suck ass.

No one's POV:

An awkward silence over took the office, Pim fiddled with his hands, Alan counted paper clips, Glep watched various vines on his tablet and Charlie watched the TV. The endlessly spinning alien critter played over and over on the small box.

After an extended amount of time and the lack of jobs it was finally time for everyone to head home. Pim rushed to his car, his mind still endlessly racing with thoughts, "Do I really like Charlie? No way..? That can't be the case?" All muttered under his breath.