Charlie, Jeffs Younger brother, comes around the garage a lot. He was a young, and if you let anyone have a say in it, extremely good looking, cute Alpha. He was currently studying, and also working part time.. something about not being too dependen...
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By the time Charlie had finally been discharged, Jeff had already taken so many days of university, that he couldn't afford to take any more. Babe took that as an opportunity. He declared he would be the one taking care of Charlie. At first, Jeff was reluctant. But after a call with his other brothers, he decided it was ok.
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Babe and Charlie were lying on the bed, watching TV. Suddenly Charlie decided to wear his sweater. Babe raised a brow, "It's so hot, you said so yourself. Why the sweater? " He asked, looking down at Charlie, confused.
"Uhm... I.. I'm cold..?.. " Charlie didn't know how to lie.
Babe saw right through him. "Hun, you're sweating." Babe said, gently pulling Charlie up to take off his sweater for him. Charlie blushed as he was caught in his lie. When babe finally took the sweater off, his eyes lingered slowly on the scars on Charlie's body.
Charlie saw that. He looked away, eyes pained, tears pooling in. When babes eyes came up to Charlie's face, his resolve just melted. He ran his hand along Charlie's scalp and back, slowly trying to calm him.
"Why are you crying baby? " Babe questions, his face softening with worry. "I'm sorry, does it hurt? " Babe asked, tilting his head closer to Charlie's, and removing his hand from the small of his baby's back.
Charlie rubs of his tears, but nonetheless does not stop crying. "No... I mean.. Y-yes.. But.. You hate me now don't you?" Charlie mumbled, trying to hide himself, and all his scars in Babe's chest. "No I don't, baby. I don't" Babe said, holding the boy as he seemed to get smaller in his arms. He watched as Charlie cried, hugging him making sure to keep his hands from touching the wounds. The elder racers hand slowly threaded through Charlie's soft hair, rubbing against his scalp. Charlie slowly looked up at him with a pout.
"You're a liar.. " Babe couldn't help but giggle at how puppy like Charlie looked. "I didn't want you to know about the scars because.. They're ugly.. I'm u-" The puppy rambled. Babe shushed him with a finger on his lips. He rubbed of his tears, slowly kissing at his scars, each and every one.
Charlie blinked at him, not understanding at first. Slowly, babe started pecking all over Charlie's stomach and face. The boy's heart fluttered, and slowly, the tears stopped coming. The sad look in his eyes went away, he was giggling and blushing.
Babe raised up his head smiling at Charlie. "All better! " Charlie declared ecstatically with a bright look on his face. "Just onee more place hurts.. " He looked up at the older alpha with puppy eyes and an adorable look on his face as he puckered his lips. His finger slowly went up babes hand, before he brought it back to himself, tapping on his own lips once.
Babe slowly shook his head, rolling his eyes at the puppy. He leaned in to give Charlie a peck, but somehow, just somehow, they ended up kissing quite deeply. No one knows what was going on, Charlie was suddenly on babes lap, arms around the alphas neck. Babe's hands were where (according to babe) they ought to belong; feeling up Charlie's waist, back, and most importantly, ass.
