A Collection of Heartstopper Oneshots

The 'fuck it' list - Usernames_Are_Difficult_To_Come_Up_With

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Usernames_Are_Difficult_To_Come_Up_With
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Summary:

Charlie has a plan for how he wants to spend his summer, and asks Nick, his 'Best Friend' for help.

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'So, any plans for Summer then? Aside from Mario kart with me, obviously' Nick blurted out after he had finished blatantly ogling Charlie's face.

'Actually, yeah.. Elle and me have come up with a plan - we've written *fuck it* lists, stuff we want to do before we start sixth form! Elle's is more arty and stuff she wants to do with Tao, but mine... is a bit more embarrassing I guess?' Charlie flushed. 'I'll show you later, at yours? I was thinking you could maybe help with it'
Notes:

***I meant this to be a series but it turned into a one shot. Seems I can't write a slow burn to save my god damn life, but I love the idea so much I will try again for sure 😂 for now, enjoy!***

*I love Nick and Charlie with all my heart*
Work Text:
Nick and Charlie - both sixteen, and best friends were sitting next to each other in form, chatting and laughing away as usual between themselves. It was their last day before the summer holidays, and they were discussing their plans excitedly.

Charlie had been outed as gay in year nine and faced a lot of bullying as a result. Since then, he'd kept a close knit group of friends that were his life. Nick - his best friend in the world, Tao, Elle, Tara, Darcy, and Isaac. Nick and Charlie had first met when the form groups had merged, and they'd been sat next to each other by Mr Lange. At first, Charlie was terrified, being told that Nick was a rugby lad - he'd only ever had terrible experiences with rugby lads.

After getting to know Nick though, Charlie found himself wanting to be around him more and more - Nick was kind, funny, and shockingly attractive with warm pale skin and golden eyes, plump lips and a thick head of silky red hair that Charlie loved playing with. He cared about Charlie and they talked about deep stuff, their sexuality, therapy that Charlie was undertaking, he'd even helped Charlie with his ongoing recovery from anorexia. Truth be told, Nick was the only person in the world that Charlie felt truly comfortable with. Nick, for some reason felt the same.

They were always tactile with each other, always ruffling each other's hair, sharing secret smiles, hugging each other, when they napped (usually during Tao's movie nights) it was normal for Charlie to curl up into Nick, resting his head on Nick's chest while Nick played with his curls. At first this attracted some looks from other students but it helped that Nick was burly, strong, and the school team's rugby captain. He got along with everyone easily, which meant that he and charlie never really got messed with anymore. Charlie loved Nick whole heartedly, which he would never tell him. Although it was technically possible for them to be together due to their sexualities, Charlie knew Nick deserved more than him, so he settled for friendship no matter how much his heart hurt whenever they said goodbye, or their hands accidentally touched. He would never outwardly try to risk what they had now - Nick was one of the most important things to him.

Nick, at the same time thought that he would never freely admit that he had been pretty much in love been with Charlie since the day they'd met two years ago in this very room, at this very desk. Every day since had only cemented that feeling firmly into his chest, and today was no exception. Charlie had used a new shampoo, he noticed from a whiff he got as he hugged Charlie in greeting. Apple and cinnamon, he thought. As Charlie looked and smiled up at him with a slight blush that he always seemed to have on his cheeks, Nick's heart thrummed in his chest. God Charlie was gorgeous. All sharp precise lines, that softened immediately whenever he smiled - showing off the two dimples in his cheeks that he loved to poke, aqua blue eyes that seemed to have dandelion puffs in them when the sun came out, his hair - beautiful thick black curls that Nick's fingers always twitched to be entwined in.