Nick and Charlie said their goodbyes to Tao and Elle. They had all been chatting, mostly Tao and Elle catching up with Nick."I'm so happy you two found each other again!" Elle exclaimed as she hugged Charlie goodbye. Nick smiled at Charlie fondly and squeezed his hand, a grin spread on Charlie's face that almost reached from ear to ear.
"Imogen is staying at her mum's tonight so I can finally change out of these clothes." Nick laughed. It hadn't even occurred to Charlie that Nick was still in the same white shirt and dark blue suit trousers he had been wearing since yesterday.
The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, sleeves pushed up to just below his elbows and untucked from his trousers. A disheveled look that Charlie liked a lot.
"That's a shame..." Charlie said softly, walking over to Nick and lightly placing his hands on his chest. Nick exhaled a laugh and slid his hands around Charlie's waist.
"Although..." Charlie continued, slowly rubbing the edge of Nick's shirt collar with his thumb and finger. "I do prefer it when it's..." He placed a soft kiss on the small part of Nicks chest that was exposed. "On the floor..." He gave Nick a seductive look."Oh my god Charlie!" Nick chuckled. "Let's go or I'll never get out of these clothes." Charlie smirked at him. "Stop it." Nick laughed.
As they left Charlie's flat, he stumbled a little and grabbed onto Nick's arm.
"Shit, Charlie! Are you okay?" Nick asked, concerned.
"I'm fine, honestly. I just keep feeling a little dizzy." He looked at Nick and could see the worry in his eyes. Charlie moved to stand in front of Nick, placing his hands either side of his neck. "I promise, I'm okay. The medic said it's a mild concussion and I'll be fine in a few days." He explained.Nick gently rubbed his thumb on the dark bruise under Charlie's eye and sighed.
"I hate that she did this to you." He whispered, leaning his forehead on Charlie's.
"Thank you for protecting me Nick." Charlie said softly.
"Of course, I'll always protect you." Nick leaned into Charlie and their lips met, kissing slowly and softly."Nick, we can barely get out the door!" Charlie laughed, breaking the kiss. Nick laughed.
"Come on." He put his arm around Charlie's waist and held him tightly as they walked down the stairs.Charlie packed the clothes laid out on the bed as Nick showered. He had fought every urge to join him in the shower and honestly he felt a bit weird being in the home Nick had shared with Imogen, especially after what had happened today.
He couldn't help but think about Nick in the shower, and all the times they had showered together. He was so lost in thought he hadn't heard Nick come into the bedroom. He flinched as a slightly damp Nick suddenly wrapped his arms around him from behind and kissed his neck.
"Hi." Nick whispered, his breath tickling Charlie's neck.
"Hi." Charlie giggled. Nick deepened his kiss on Charlie's neck, his teeth gently grazing his skin.
"What are you doing?" Charlie laughed. Nick answered by pulling Charlie into him and turning his kiss until a gentle suck. He moaned softly."Nick, we can't." Charlie breathed, fighting desperately to not let out a moan as Nick kissed, sucked and nibbled his neck.
"Mmm... Why not?" Nick mumbled into Charlie's neck. He slowly started to rub Charlie through his jeans.
"I... Imogen... Sleeps... Here..." Charlie whispered, leaning his head back into Nick, giving into the pleasure.Nick slowly turned Charlie around so he was facing him. Nick was completely naked with just a towel around his waist. Charlie felt his legs go weak.
"Exactly." He whispered, cupping Charlie's face with both hands and kissing him deeply.Nick gently laid Charlie back onto the bed, slowly lowering himself on top of him without breaking the kiss. He shifted his body, signalling to Charlie to move to the middle of the bed.
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It's Always Been You
FanfictionNick and Charlie romantic/smut story. Set in the future, Nick and Charlie broke up while Nick was at uni because Charlie struggled with it too much. Then in a twist of fate, five years later, they meet again.