Bugbites - a Flick X CJ fanfic [Completed]

Chapter 7

Mild rude humour and harsh swear warning.
FLICK'S POV:
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"Ah, Nathan! Welc-"
"Please don't call me that," I sigh, "Sorry, it's just- you know-"
"Yes, of course. Come with me, have a seat."
He wandered up the stairs, to the little benches at the top. Y/N was right, it is hot in here. And that's with a tank top on.
"So... Would you like to tell me now?"
A sudden knot formed in my stomach, and I nearly gagged.
I sighed, and inhaled again.
"Okay, right..."
Long pause.
Jesus Flick, say something!

"I'm gay."

He seemed shocked for a moment, but quickly regained his composure.
"Well, thank you for sharing. I'm very appreciative of that."
"So... You're not gonna kill me?"
He chuckled lightly. "That'd certainly be a tad hypocritical." His eyes widened as he realised what he'd just said to me.
"Wait... You're gay too?"
"Yes, yes I am. I'm sorry, this wasn't quite the way I was planning for you to find out."
"It's okay. But if you don't mind me asking, who... made you gay?"
"Umm... Well, er..."
"Wait. Brewster?"
"Uhh! How did you..."
"Seriously. You talk about him all the time."
"I suppose I do... Your turn."
"Huh?"
"I want to know. Who are you in love with?"
"Please never say 'in love' again."
"You're dodging the question."
"Umm~"
"Do I know this person?"
"Absaloutely. Yes."
"Umm... Hmm, give me another clue."
"Right. I live with him."
He gasped. "Oh my goodness, really?"
This conversation was starting to make me cringe.
"Yep. CJ kissed me in my sleep, and now I'm nutting everywhere."
"Flick! Umm... That's... Certainly a way of putting it."
"Well, it's been lovely to chat and chew some fat, but I've gotta go now."
"Okay, but it's been nice. Tell me you'll come back sometime?"
"Sure. Bye."
"Goodbye!"
I headed out, and realised it was raining. Hard.
I didn't have an umbrella, so I called Y/N to see if they had any.
"Hey, Flick. What's up?"
"Hey. You got an umbrella?"
"Hahaha, yeah. Can't you buy one though?"
"Huh?"
"From Nooks Cranny. Timmy and Tommy sell really cute umbrellas. I saw a butterfly one yest-"
"BUTTERFLIES? Alright. Say no more."
I hung up and followed the signs to the store, and it had some tulips outside. It was very homely looking, to say the least.
Am... I gonna be welcome here?
Are they gonna give me weird looks?
Will I-
Okay. No. They're not gonna kick me out for my fashion. Right?
...
No. I can't do this.
Fuck it, I'm going home in the rain.

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As I unlock the door to our apartment, CJ looks up and his face is immediately concerned.
"Oh my god! Are you okay? You're soaked."
"Y-yeah, I'm g-good."
"No, buddy, you're not. You're shuddering. A lot. You go to bed, I'm gonna go get you a tea. Black with one sweetener?"
"Y-you know me s-so well."
I make my way to my room, and a couple minutes later CJ comes in.
"How cold are you? Good god, I knew it was gonna rain!"
"Listen, I'm fine. You're just overreacting."
He reaches for my wrist.
Well, I thought I was fine.
But I also wouldn't mind this sexy beaver heating me up.
"Holy SHIT, you are freezing! And you're cold blooded too, so that won't help at all. You need to heat up, and pretty quick too."
"Well... You're quite warm."
Why the fuck did I just say that?
"Hang on! You're suggesting that we...?"
"Would you... Mind of we...?"
"~of course not. You need to heat up, and I'm covered in fur. You know... I've been trying to keep it soft lately, and you can be my judge."
Hold up. Is he... Hitting on me?
Smooth.
"Well, thanks. But the tea gets you some brownie points."

(𝗟𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀, 𝗕𝗼𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗚𝗮𝗹𝘀, 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝗽𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀. 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗲́ 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱.)

He sat on the bed awfully close to me, and I was so scared I was going to get stiff. But, I'll embrace the moment.
I sunk my head onto his shoulder, and he was right. His fur. Oh my god. It was. So. Frickin. Soft.
"Ohhh my gosh, sooo warm."
"Rate my fur, from one to ten."
"Seven million, eight hundred and forty five thousand, six hundred and seventy three."
He laughed, and I wrapped my arms around him.
"I'm not joking. You are literally a walking hot-water-bottle-stuffed-animal thing. You ever have one of those as a kid?"
"No?"
"You missed out."
He wrapped his arms around my torso, pleasure filling my entire body. Good god, this boy's gonna give me a boner if he carries on.
I closed my eyes, and I could only think of... Guess who? If you guessed zipper T bunny, you're traumatized and should probably go see a therapist. I'm fantasizing about CJ.
We lay, side by side on the grass. He grabs my hand, and I look towards him. He grins, and I can't help but let out a smirk too. The sun is perfectly balanced, and the temperature is... Comfortable.
Except, I feel a kiss on my nose spike. Which is weird, because CJ is too far away from me in my fantasy to reach me.
I opened my eyes, and CJ's face looked like he'd just lost his phone.
"I-... Thought you were asleep!" He starts shaking lightly, I can feel it. My arms are still wrapped around him, and I really don't feel like moving.
"Listen... I'm still cold. Mind if you stay here, and we talk it through?"
"Umm- okay..."
He puts an arm over my shoulders
"Well, last night, I was actually quite concious and aware of what happened."
"Wait! Really? I'm so sorry!"
"No, no. It's fine. I actually... Quite liked it. Like, really liked it."
"Oh..." He settled back down again. "I've, um, actually been doing that for quite a while."
"You cheeky bastard."
"What can I say? You look so adorable when you're asleep."
"Really? I think if I were to look up the definition of adorable, it'd come up with 'a panicked CJ'."
"Oh. I could have sworn it's a picture of you."
"Now you're just making me cringe."
He chuckled again. AGH! That laugh! It gets me every time.
I fell asleep for real this time, praying he'd give me a bedtime kiss.
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Author's note:

This is what happens when you chug Coke zero at one in the morning.
Aka:
WHOOP! OKAY! HERE WE GO! SUPER 👏 CLICHÉ 👏 AND 👏 CRINGEY 👏 CUDDLE 👏 SCENE!
Okay, I'll calm down now.
I'd just like to add that if I stick to my current plot, the story picks up a little from here.

Also!
"And the temperature is... Comfortable."
(The fantasy paragraph.)
Ha!
See what I did there?

Not much apart from that. Have a great week.