♡☆ Heartstopper oneshots ☆♡

♡♤ - eating disorder -♡Dinner Conversations♡- no smut -♤♡

*The sweet aroma of garlic herbs and pasta sauce filled Nicks kitchen as he started the bubbling pot filled with pasta and meatballs. He hummed an upbeat tune, his mind buzzing with thoughts of Charlie, Tonight was going to be special, a dinner just for him and Charlie.. where they could both talk about what's going on in Charlie's life and how they can try to help one and other as much as possible.*

"Hey, Nick!" Charlie's voice broke through the rythym of Nicks thoughts as he stepped through the door, his cheeks all flushed from the evening air. "Mm, something in here smells pretty good,"

"Hey char, yep, it sure does smell nice right!, it's your favourite pasta and meatballs dish.. i sure do hope your hungry " his eyes sparkled with excitement as he placed a plate of the counter

Charlie's expression shifted slightly, his smiled faltering for multiple moments.." Oh yeah- yeah i-im s--starving.." he shrugged off his jacket, revealing his tight fitted seater that hugged his slim figure. "What can I help you with Nick?"

"Just grab the salad from the fridge" Nick replied, his eyes darting to the table where he had set up the dinner. "And maybe pour us some drinks?!"

"Got it!" Charlie moved with a playful bounce, his movements light and agile, but there was a shadow lurking in his eyes. As they both settled into their evening routine, laughter filled the kitchen. Charlie was teasing Nick about his cooking skills,mimicking a cooking show host. " and now, we add a pinch of salt for that extra flavour!" He announced dramatically making Nick laugh loads

"Hey ill have you know that I'm a five-star chef in training," Nick shot back, taking offence as he stood and stirred the sauce

"Right and I'm a world-class food critic,"  Charlie stated, rolling his eyes. "I'm not sure if this is gonna make the cut Nicholas Nelson. "

"Just wait until you taste it." Nick challenged his confidence unwavering

They settled at the table, the soft glow of candlelight flickering between them, casting dancing shadows across their faces. Nick watched as Charlie only took a small portion of food, pushing most of it just around with his fork. "Dig in char!" Nick encouraged, serving himself a generous helping

Charlie hesitated, his fork pausing mid-air. "I-- I'm not super hungry," he said, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Oh c'mon char you've got to eat more then that.. " Nick urged gently,a hint of concern creeping into his voice," You need some strength after all of those late night study-sessions you have been doing"

"I know, I know," Charlie mumbled, but he only took a few bites, his gaze drifting away as if it's somewhere else entirely.

Nick leaned forwards. "Char can we talk now please.."

Charlie shrugged, a flicker of apprehension crossing his features "about what..?"

"About yesterday remember at the park.. you promised me you'd be completely honest with me from now on..," Nicks voice softened , the weight of concern palpable in the air.

Charlie's eyes darted to the side, and he picked st a loose thread on his sleeve. "I did didn't I..?"

"Charlie..." Nicks tone turned serious, and he reached across the table, gently placing his hand over Charlie's.  "Your not okay are you..?"