A Collection of Heartstopper Oneshots

Dans n'importe quel constellation - In Any Constellation - Tee_85

Summary:

Charlie is turning twenty-five!
Nick buys Charlie a very sentimental gift to celebrate this milestone birthday.
Notes:

For AJDBSJSBSISBFC.
I was very honoured to be able to write this and gift it to you, AJDBSJSBSISBFC

I wrote this fic as my contribution to the HSA03 gift exchange. I am a member of 'The Commune' which is a Discord server that is filled to the brim with fan fic writers, readers, and a bunch of rad folk.

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Work Text:

"Okay, seriously though, where are we?" Charlie nervously giggles. His boyfriend walks behind him, chest against his back, a strip of warmth against the cool evening air. Nick's hands are clasped over Charlie's eyes.

"Just keep walking straight," Nick speaks quietly in Charlie's ear. "We are almost there."

They trudge on silently for a few more minutes. Charlie reaches behind him to fumble blindly for Nick's waist. Nick responds by shifting closer to Charlie and kissing the velvety skin under his ear. He gently guides Charlie around bumps in the soft ground they are walking on, murmuring a laugh when Charlie protests when he steps in something soft and squelchy- "Gross Nicholas, honestly if that is a cow poo..."

"It's not cow poo, Charles...and stop trying to get me to give away hints! It's just a little patch of mud. Okay. Stop walking... we are here. Close your eyes, please," Nick's voice is simmering with excitement.

"They are closed," Charlie says obediently.

Nick moves his hands away from Charlie's eyes and says, "Happy Birthday. You can open your eyes now."

Charlie opens his eyes as requested and gasps. Spread out before him was a beautiful scene. They are standing before 'their' log at the park between their childhood homes. Placed along the log were tea light candles, their flames dancing in the evening air. A large tartan blanket is laid out, with a bottle of Prosecco chilling in a wine cooler, two champagne flutes, a charcuterie board with cheese, crackers, fruit and squares of dark chocolate. Sitting pride of place next to the log was a large telescope, the lens pointed towards the stars.

"Wha-How did you even- Nick!" Charlie turns and flings his arms around Nick, holding him tightly.

"Mum set it up, I met her here just before going to your parents for the birthday dinner," Nick's voice is slightly muffled as he talks into Charlie's curls.

"Is Sarah here? I wanna say thank you!" Charlie breaks away from Nick and starts peering around into the darkness.

"Happy twenty-fifth Birthday, sweetheart!" Sarah's head pops up from the other side of the log. She clambers to her feet and gives Charlie a huge hug. "I love you very much, Charlie. You make my Nicky so happy. Okay boys, I am going- Enjoy yourselves."

Sarah hugs Nick quickly and waves to the boys as she traipses back over the grass towards the car.

Nick leads Charlie towards the blanket and gestures for him to sit down. As they get comfy on the blanket, Nick fossicks around in a small brown paper bag and pulls out an envelope. He leans over and kisses Charlie softly, "Happy Birthday my love. I love you so very much."

The envelope was plain, except for 'Charlie' written on the front in Nick's unmistakable cursive.

Charlie slides a finger along the envelope fold and tears the strip of paper away, slowly and carefully, to ensure that whatever is inside is kept intact. He slides a heavy piece of cream parchment out and peeks a glance at Nick, who is wearing an expression of unbridled joy. Charlie unfolds the paper and begins to read. Nick is wriggling in his spot, unable to contain the joyful energy he is holding in his body.