Pitbabe the series [Book 2]

DO or DIE (babe x way x Charlie)part 6

Charlie: If it takes this much to love, I would rather not love than get hurt like that again.

As someone knocked while Charlie was deep in thought, he looked up and saw Babe.

Babe, looking down with a pout: I am sorry. I got really angry. I made a mistake. Can you forgive me for that? I know it was my fault to act so vigorously and be that angry. Can you forgive me? (He looked up and smiled.)

Charlie started chuckling: Ahh, I can't breathe! What the... Babe, hahaha, literally what the heck! No wonder, you're like a cat—more like a wet cat!

Babe, entering the room: Are you making fun of me?

Charlie: What's that about? You were acting like a 5-year-old when they did something wrong and go to their mom for forgiveness. Omo, omo, never saw this side of you.

Babe, embarrassed: Whatever.

Charlie: No, what "whatever." That was something.

Babe: So, you forgive me?

Charlie: Me? Why are you even asking for forgiveness when I was the one at fault? I took advantage of your soft-spoken self and lashed out at you for caring for me. I am sorry.

Babe: It's okay. I can understand. You must be stressed because of your restaurant.

Charlie: Huh? Ah, yeah, that was the reason.

Babe: Don't worry. In two or three days, you'll be okay.

Charlie: I hope so.

Babe sat down beside Charlie, both of them falling into a comfortable silence. The tension from their argument seemed to melt away, replaced by a tentative understanding.

Babe: You know, Charlie, it's okay to rely on others. You don't always have to be strong by yourself.

Charlie: Thanks, Babe. I'll try... for you.

Babe smiled, his heart fluttering at Charlie's words.

Babe: That's all I ask. One step at a time.

Over the next few days, Charlie began to heal with the help of Babe and Way. Their support was invaluable, and slowly, Charlie started to feel better physically and emotionally.

Day 1

Babe: Charlie, it's time to change your bandages.

Charlie: Do we have to? It's such a hassle.

Babe, gently: Yes, we have to. It's important to keep the wound clean. Come on, I'll be gentle.

Charlie sat down, and Babe carefully removed the old bandages, cleaning the wound with a gentle touch.

Charlie, wincing slightly: You're really good at this. Have you done it before?

Babe: I've had my fair share of injuries. You learn a thing or two. (He smiled reassuringly.) There, all done. How does it feel?

Charlie: Much better. Thanks, Babe.

Day 2

Way: Charlie, how are you feeling today?

Charlie: A bit better. Thanks for asking, Way.

Way: Great to hear. I made some herbal tea for you. It's good for healing.

Charlie: Thanks, Way. I appreciate everything you're doing for me.

Way: No problem at all. We're here for you. (He handed the tea to Charlie.)

As the days turned into weeks, Charlie's wounds healed, and he began to feel more like himself. He decided it was time to get back to work.

As the days went by, Charlie and Babe settled into a routine. Charlie focused on running his restaurant, and Babe continued his work, but every evening, Babe would come to Charlie's restaurant to spend time together. Their bond grew stronger with each passing day.

One Evening at the Restaurant

Charlie was closing up the restaurant after a long day. The last customers had left, and he was wiping down the counters when Babe walked in.

Babe: Hey, Charlie. Need some help?

Charlie, smiling: Sure, if you don't mind. Just a few more things to clean up.

Babe: Not at all. (He grabbed a cloth and started helping.)

As they worked side by side, the comfortable silence between them spoke volumes. After a while, Charlie took a deep breath and turned to Babe.

Charlie: Babe, can I ask you something?

Babe, looking up: Of course. What's on your mind?

Charlie, nervously: I've been thinking... you've done so much for me, been there for me when I needed it most. I wanted to thank you properly.

Babe: You don't need to thank me, Charlie. I'm happy to help.

Charlie, taking a deep breath: I know, but... as a thank you, I was wondering if you would go on a date with me?

Babe's eyes widened in surprise. He was speechless for a moment, but then a wide smile spread across his face.

Babe: Yes, Charlie. I would love that.

Charlie, relieved: Really? Great! How about this Friday?

Babe: Perfect. It's a date.

Friday Evening

Charlie had spent the whole day preparing for their date. He wanted it to be special. He had reserved a table at a cozy, intimate restaurant known for its delicious food and romantic atmosphere.

Babe arrived right on time, looking handsome in a casual yet stylish outfit.

Charlie, greeting him with a smile: You look great, Babe.

Babe, blushing slightly: So do you, Charlie.

They were seated at a table by the window, the soft lighting creating a warm, inviting ambiance. They ordered their food and started talking, reminiscing about their journey together and sharing stories from their past.

Charlie: I'm really glad you agreed to this. It feels... nice.

Babe: I'm glad you asked me. This is wonderful.

As the evening went on, their conversation flowed effortlessly. They laughed, shared hopes and dreams, and enjoyed each other's company. The connection between them deepened, and Charlie felt more at ease than he had in a long time.

After dinner, they decided to take a walk along the nearby river. The night was clear, the stars shining brightly above them.

Babe: Tonight has been amazing, Charlie. Thank you.

Charlie: No, thank you, Babe. For everything.

They stopped by the riverbank, and Charlie turned to face Babe, taking his hands in his.

Charlie: I've been afraid to open up again, but with you, I feel like I can. You've shown me what real love and care look like.

Babe, softly: I'll always be here for you, Charlie. No matter what.

As Charlie stared at Babe, he noticed every detail: Babe's nervous gulp, the way he fiddled with his bike keys, and his shy, shaking eyes. Charlie couldn't help but smile at the sight of Babe's soft and slightly reddened lips, which only made his own heart beat faster.

Charlie's mind could think of nothing but one thing. He smiled, then gently held Babe's neck, closing the distance between them and pressing a tender kiss on Babe's lips. Babe looked at Charlie with surprise for a moment, then smiled warmly and pulled Charlie into a deeper, more passionate kiss.

The sun was setting behind them, casting a golden glow over the scene, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. It was a breathtakingly beautiful and heartwarming moment, a perfect blend of nature's beauty and their budding romance.

As they kissed, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their own perfect bubble. Charlie felt a sense of peace and contentment that he hadn't felt in a long time, and he could tell that Babe felt the same.

When they finally pulled away, they were both smiling,