Charlie's pov
A text pinged on my phone.
"I'm almost there❤️"
From Nick.
I felt the excitement building up inside me. I hadn't seen Nick in a whole week, as we had both been vigorously studying for exams and we had only facetimed. I knew I was going to kiss him as soon as he walked into the art room.
The art room had been a safe haven for me for years now, it had given me an escape from the bullying the year I was outed. It had given me a place to quietly eat lunch, or rather, stare at my lunch and decide to not eat any of it. And it was also where Mr Ajayi often was. He had been supportive of me ever since I came to him about being outed, and he allowed me to stay in the art room whenever I needed.
I had another safe haven now. Whenever I was with Nick.
The door opened and he stood there, smiling, as he quickly closed the door behind him and rushed over to hug me. He swept me off my feet and I clung to him the whole time. We quickly exchanged 'hi's' and 'missed you's' and then I leant upwards to kiss him.
My arms rested around his neck, while his hands were on my waist. He lifted me onto the table without breaking the kiss, and I slid my tongue into his mouth. Nick did the same, our tongues now gently caressing the other. Then he pulled away briefly, and asked me "Have you eaten any lunch?"
I felt my face drop at the question. I hadn't eaten anything today, but I was hungry."No" I whispered. Nick gently sighed and leant his head against mine, his hand on my cheek, stroking my face softly. Then his eyes suddenly widened, as he moved away slightly to look into my eyes. He looked so hot.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat anything now?" He must have seen my face drop again, because then he said "Char, you can say no, I just don't want anything to happen to you." He said softly.
I looked into his eyes and said "I do want to eat, I just never know where to start, I get so overwhelmed sometimes." Nick looks at me sadly and leans in to gently kiss me again."Do you have any food with you?" He asked. I did, I had my lunchbox in my school bag. "Yeah, in my bag." I said.
Nick let go of me and reached for my bag under the table, pulling out my lunch box. In it was a sandwich, a box of mixed fruit, yogurt and two biscuits. Nick took the yogurt out and the spoon, and opened it, looking up at me, grinning.
He took a spoon of yogurt and put it on his tongue.
I knew exactly what he wanted me to do, and I liked the idea. We leant in to kiss again and I used my tongue to get the yogurt off of his. It tasted nice, even better because it had been in Nick's mouth too. Soon, the pot was empty, and Nick moved to join me on the table. He reached for my hand and our fingers intertwined, as he looked back up at me and we smiled at each other. "Thank you for doing that for me. I think I can eat the rest now." I said, looking straight into his eyes. Nick smiled even wider, if possible, and his eyes occasionally moved from looking into my eyes to looking at my lips. I wanted to kiss him again, but I knew if we did that we would get carried away and I wouldn't eat my lunch.
So we sat next to each other, Nick resting his head on my shoulder, looking out of the art room window as I ate my sandwich and the fruit. I asked Nick to put the last grape on his tongue, so he did and we ended up making out again, although I did eat the grape.
Then I looked at the time on my phone and it said 12:53. Which meant we had seven minutes until lunch ended. Nick looked up at me, smirking, and then he asked "So, do you want a goodbye kiss?"
I smiled and said "Of course."
So he pulled me in tight and close, and he kissed me softly but passionately, and moved down to my neck. He made sure he was gentle and didn't bite, because we didn't want another episode of what happened in Paris.
Then he moved back up and kissed my forehead, while gently stroking my hair.
"I love you" he whispered.
"I love you too."
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Heartstopper fluff❤️🍂
Fanfictionjust some cute fluffy one shots with heartstopper characters :) *all characters were created by Alice Oseman and no copyright is intended*