Charlie and Nick Oneshots

One: He's my rugby player.

Trigger warnings: swearing.

1239 words.

Nick:

Today is a big day. It's my first rugby game, like professional rugby game. I'm so excited yet so nervous. Charlie will be in the audience 'cheering me on the whole time even if I do majorly fuck it up', his words not mine. My Mum will also be there, she has taken half a day off work to come watch me and of course, the Paris Squad will be there too. I came out of university last year, ever since I've been living with my Mum, I've been waiting for Charlie to finish university now, he took a longer course then me - therapy - so he still has two years left. Living with my Mum has been the best, I don't know if I ever want to move out, I have vocalized this and she said that I can so whatever I want, weather that is moving out into a house/flat with Charlie, living with her and Charlie moving in or whatever other options there might be. I have quite severe separation anxiety, it's worse when I'm away from my Mum and pretty bad without Charlie but I have been getting help with it. There were some days after I moved away from Charlie and Mum that I couldn't get out of bed or would be crying all day, not knowing what was going on, until the diagnosis that is.

"Goodbye Nicky, you will do great, we'll see you later." Mum says, hugs me then walks into the kitchen so Charlie and I can say goodbye.

"Bye Nicks, you'll do absolutely amazing and I will be screaming your name the whole time while wearing your spare rugby shirt," Charlie pecks my lips and continues, "Even if you do completely fuck it up, which you won't, you will always have me in your corner cheering you on. I love so fucking much. Remember, you are Nicholas Luke Nelson, you can do whatever the fuck you put your mind to, you are the most amazing rugby player and you will be bringing the trophy home even if you are not captain now but you will be."

I have tears in my eyes, I don't think I have ever had such a good pep talk. I pull Charlie into a slow passionate kiss, we pull away and I peck his lips.

"I love you too, you're amazing you know that?"

"You've told me once or twice."

"Anyway, I really need to go now or I'm going to be late for the warm up and run throughs. I love you, see you later."

"Yeah, you will, I love you too."

Charlie

Okay, don't ask where that pep talk came from but I hope it did him well and I meant every word I said and I truly believe he will do amazing. I mean, come on, he is Nick Nelson, rugby king. Sarah comes out of the kitchen with tears in her eyes.

"Sarah? Are you okay?"

"Oh, I am fine darling. You're pep talk got me a bit teary eyed. He is so lucky to have you, Charlie. I don't think I've ever seen him so motivated and focused on something he was so stressed about yesterday. Just mind the language next time." She explains.

"Sorry, I've just noticed that the language helps to motivate him. And, thank you, I really meant it."

"I know you did darling, he will play absolutely amazingly later because of that."

"Oh he better or he'll know about it." I joke.

Sarah walks back into the kitchen and I go upstairs to Nick's room to get ready for the game. I put on his spare rugby shirt which is the rugby shirt he isn't wearing today. It's an average black rugby shirt with the teams sponsors down the right arm and 'KENT RUGBY TEAM' down the left. On the back, it has his name 'NELSON' and his number: 10. It's way too big on me and his hanging off of me in every place possible but I love it, and it smells like him which is by far the best thing about it. It is late June and it's twenty-two degrees today, so I pair it with my black denim shorts, I think it looks quite good and it will look a bit like what Nick is wearing because they wear all black. I also put on some black adidas socks and pull them up to try and look even more like I'm in the team. I then put my attention to my hair, it is sticking up in every possible way so I try and flatten it with my hands put it isn't working. Instead, I go to the bathroom and slightly wet it and style it from there, it will dry in no time, hopefully. While I am in there, I go to the toilet as we need to leave soon, I then go downstairs and put on my converses, but black ones, tyring to look so much like the Charlie version of Nick right now, I hope it's working.

"You ready to go?" Sarah asks.

"Hell yeah!"

Sarah chuckles and we head out the door to the car, Sarah is driving today. I can drive but it isn't my favourite thing to do and Sarah has told Nick and I that if we are with her and if she has the ability to, she is driving.

Nick:

We have 10 minuets left of the match and Kent (my team) are losing by 5 points. Scotland (the team we are playing) have some pretty talented players. I keep catching Charlie in the corner of my eye and he is sticking to his word, he has been cheering me on the whole time, as well as Mum, Tao, Elle, Tara, Darcy, Sahar and Aled, but Charlie is cheering the most. They look like lunatics but I love that about them. I'm feeling so exhausted and I have accepted that we are going to lose but then Charlie's words replay in my mind:

You'll do absolutely amazing and I will be screaming your name the whole time while wearing your spare rugby shirt, even if you do completely fuck it up, which you won't, you will always have me in your corner cheering you on. I love so fucking much. Remember, you are Nicholas Luke Nelson, you can do whatever the fuck you put your mind to, you are the most amazing rugby player and you will be bringing the trophy home even if you are not captain now but you will be.

All of the sudden, I feel hope that I can win this, with or without my team beside me. I am now going full steam and my team seem to pick up on my energy and we are now working so much harder. We score a few tries and the game ends. I look at the score board and it reads Home: 39, Away: 32. WE WON!!! I look over at all the people supporting me, they are on their feet screaming my name. I lock eyes with him and he stops cheering, brings his arms down by his sides, stands still and in that moment, I'm really confused. He then mouths 'I love you', instead of mouthing it back, I go to the stands and walk to where Charlie is. I pick him up and kiss him for at least 2 minuets. When we are done, I whisper in his ear:

"I love you too, so fucking much."

Authors note:

Soooo, this is my second story but my first time doing oneshots. I hope you enjoyed reading this and thank you for doing so. I don't know how often I will post but I will be making Chapter 2 right now, on my computer, listening to Elton John on my Alexa in my room. If you have any suggestions dm me on Instagram or TikTok (tea.gan05) or comment on the authors note what you would like to read. Hope you have an amazing rest of you day or night.