A Heartstopper Fanfic

Chapter 11: Aftermath

  Halfway into the third and final installment of the 'Iron Man' trilogy, I rise off of the couch, needing to go to the bathroom. On the way there I'm shimmying, the blanket that was covering me as I laid down now wrapped around my body. Midway I caught a glimpse at the time using my watch, it's pretty late now so it's been a few hours since we've had our fun. What does that mean? Well depending on uh- if it hurts going to the bathroom I may have to take some pain medicine.

Here's to hoping that my body is magically fine after all of that roughness! (But if not I still don't regret a thing.)

  The first thing that I noticed when I lowered myself onto the toilet seat was that it wasn't easy peasy, it was wince-worthy. Let me cut to the chase, I yelped, but not loudly enough for Nick to hear because I bit my hoodie sleeve. Boy, these next few days to maybe even a week are going to be so fun!

Can you tell that I'm being sarcastic? I hope so, but if not I have to call Tori more often because I need her influence.

Once that nightmare was over I washed my hands, and only after my hands were washed did I grab my blanket off of the floor and wrap it around me like it's a soft tortilla shell.

Looks like tonight before bed I'll be taking a long, relaxing bath.

  Considering that soaking in warm water could immensely help, I'm not going to take anything right now to let the inflammation die down. However, if I'm still feeling raw after treating myself to a muscle-relaxing dip, that's when I'll take some ibuprofen. The one thing that stays consistent no matter what though is that I stay extra hydrated for some time to let the bowel movements properly take place. Is this all too much information? I'm sorry- okay please don't tell Nick that I just unnecessarily apologized, thanks!

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"I'm back, did you miss me?" I say, flopping onto the couch. Nick lays one of his arms over my torso since I'm laying flat on my back, once again using his lap as a pillow. "Did everything go alright?" He softly asks me, slight worry laced in his typically relaxed voice. Using my closest hand I hold the one that's hanging over the edge of my body. I really hope that he doesn't feel bad for hurting me when it was all consensual, things were meant to be rough.

  Ripping my eyes away from the tv and turning my attention to Nick I respond, "Yes, a snake didn't pop out of the toilet and bite my ass, thank you for asking." Clearly, I find myself to be very funny. He playfully rolls his eyes, his thumb drawing circles on the back of my hand, "you know that's not what I meant." I adjust myself a bit, biting back a wince. That alone gives him an answer.

"Do you want me to get you some ibuprofen?" Shaking my head I turn my attention back to the tv, "no, it's okay, I'll probably take some later. Thank you though, love." Nick leans over and kisses my forehead, saying "of course." From there we continue to watch the movie, enjoying one another's company.

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  Waiting for a bath to fill has never felt so long. For fucks sake, I just want to take care of myself and then lie next to Nick. Tapping my dominant foot against the tile flooring like a frustrated mother unfortunately hasn't even encouraged it to go any faster. So now I'm just standing in front of the bath that's in the bathroom which is down the hall from Nick and I's room, slowly dying inside.

Okay- maybe that's a bit dramatic?

"This is annoying," I mumble to myself, my arms crossed as Nick stands behind me thoroughly brushing his teeth. The buzzing of his electric toothbrush is the only sound that can be heard apart from the many individual water droplets marching out like soldiers. He insisted on brushing his teeth in this bathroom rather than in the on suite connected to our master bedroom so I wouldn't be lonely, he's cute.

  Next thing I know Nick's spitting excess toothpaste into the sink, rinsing his mouth out right after by gurgling some tap water. "How about you go relax and I sort this out for you, love?" He says out of nowhere, the minty scent in his breath immediately being picked up by my nostrils.

  I turn around to face him, my lips slightly trembling. What did I do to be dating such a great guy? "That would be...that would be nice, thank you." Wanting to bother me since he's being very nice to me at the moment he ruffles up my black curls, "of course, no need to thank me." With that, I kiss him and then happily make my way to our room, some pep now visibly in my step.

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(Nick's POV)

  Okay- I'm going to be honest, I was watching his ass as he walked away. But hey, it's not like the tub would suddenly overflow during those few seconds that I wasn't paying attention to it. (Yes, I'm throwing shade at an inanimate object.) Anyways, now it's time to search for the leftover epsom salt from the last time....

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  Two or so minutes later the bath is full, the temperature of the water remotely perfect, and some of the Epsom salt that I retrieved sprinkled in there. "Char? The bath is ready for you." I announce the second that I'm standing in the doorframe of our room. Charlie is stroking Lily who's laying on her back, some of her fur notably collecting on our bed.

My boyfriend's face instantly lights up, telling me that he's been looking forward to this peaceful bath of his. "Can you join me?" He asks in a small voice, his eyes narrowing as his facial expression as it goes from tired to excited. "Of course, I can."

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(Charlie's POV)

"This feels great," I whisper to myself, enjoying how nice the water feels against my bare skin, especially where I'm irritated and inflamed. Nick is sitting behind me, his arms draped over my shoulders as I lean against him, half laying. I cannot put into words or even begin to describe how satisfying this feels.

  Nick kisses the back of my head, my body melting against his, "I'm glad that this is helping, Char." I nod my head, "mmm, yeah, me too." He slightly chuckles at my witty response. My eyes are closed and my breathing is slow, even. Am I thinking about getting fucked by Nick? Being kissed by him? Licked by him? Bit by him? Yes, yes I am. There's no doubt in my mind that my dream tonight won't be enjoyable.

Author's note: Sorry about disappearing on you guys! Life has been crazy! Balancing work and school is no joke, but writing is what truly makes me happy, so I could never really stray away from it. I hope that you guys enjoyed this filler chapter and are looking forward the next one :) it revolves around their date 🫶