Heartstopper Oneshots !

New To This

Warnings:
First time
Insecure Bebes
Praise
Biting kink
Teasing/Slight Edging

AN: Changing the set up of my writing a little, I don't really like the set up from before so yeah :)

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Charlie sat in the bathtub, the hot water pouring down onto him from the shower head. "Should I.. shave?" He asked himself aloud, cringing slightly. "I always get a rash anytime I try.." He grumbled, huffing. "Plus I prefer not to, but what if- No, no- We aren't thinking like that."

He felt his face flush as he realized he was talking aloud to himself. He leaned against the tub, covering his face with his hands and letting out a small huff. "What am I doing with my life right now?"

Yet another question he asked himself aloud. He groaned, sitting up and wrapping his arms around his legs as he brought his knees to his chest.

After Charlie cleaned himself at least three times he hopped out of the shower, grabbing a towel from the door, and wrapping it around his body. He looked into the mirror, his wet hair dripping droplets of water down his face. Charlie let out a sigh, turning away from the mirror and unlocking the bathroom door.

Charlie checked to see if anybody was in the hallway leading to his room before bolting out of the bathroom and making his way down the hall. Once he made it to his room he shut the door behind him quickly. He took his towel off, drying his hair a bit.

Charlie grabbed some leave-in conditioner, combing it through his hair with his fingers. He then grabbed a pair of boxers, along with some skinny jeans and a sweater. He slipped the boxers on, setting the rest of his clothes down on his bed and putting on some deodorant. He slipped the sweater on, then his jeans.

Moments after he plopped down onto his bed, reaching under his pillow for the bottle of vanilla-scented perfume that he kept under there. Once he grabbed it, he tucked his hand underneath his sweater and sprayed it. He did this so the scent wouldn't be too strong, but it'd still be there.

Charlie heard a quiet knock from downstairs, quickly rolling off his bed Charlie ran out of his bedroom. He headed down the stairs and to the door, opening the door with a slight smile. “Nick!” Nick was a bit out of breath since he had run there, like normal. He let out a tired chuckle.

“Hey, Char.” He smiled a bit. “You look really cute when your hair is wet.” Charlie flushed at the comment, laughing a bit and grabbing the others hand. “Just get in here, I can tell you ran! Go sit down!” He laughed more.

Nick rolled his eyes playfully before he headed over to sit down on the couch, Charlie following close behind. “In all seriousness though, you look nice.” The blonde responded softly once he had sat down, looking at Charlie. Charlie just rolled his eyes, smiling nonetheless. He sat down on Nick's lap, looking down at him. “You tell me every day, Nick.”

“I know I do. But I still like to let you know, so you never forget.” Nick gently cupped the other's cheeks as the words slipped out of his mouth, pressing his forehead against Charlie's. A smile tugged at the darker male's lips as he looked at Nick, his face slowly growing more and more flushed as the moments went by.

As the minutes passed Nick slowly began to trail soft kisses down the other's neck, a slight smile tugging at his lips. Charlie let out a gasp when he felt a sticking sensation. He tilted his head back a little, biting his lip.