Busted Fic: We Um, Fell
Name: We Um, Fell [standalone]
Pairing: BourneWick
Rating: PG
Author:
buriedhope(me)
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own them since you can't own people, and this never happened (except in my mind).
Summary: Charlie can't take it anymore, but then he falls...
Author's Note: My first complete slash fic...I've hinted at slash in other fics that I've written. I'm actually pretty happy with this one.
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Charlie
“Charlie, can’t we just talk about this?” you say, knocking on the door for the millionth time. I don’t bother to brush away the tears that are falling down my face, knowing you can’t see them. For that I’m glad.
“Go away James,” I mumble, wishing you would just listen. “I don’t want to talk.” You keep banging on the door, and I ignore you, afraid that if I speak, my voice will crack.
I didn’t mean to kiss you. I really didn’t, JB. It just happened, just as quickly and unexpectedly as falling in love with you. You must be mad at me, which is why I’m not coming out.
I sit on the side of the bathtub as you continue banging on the door. You’re better off without me, really. You won’t have to worry about breaking my heart.
James
I can hear you rattling something in the bathroom. It scares me. What are you doing in there, Charlie?
I know I should just tell you I love you, but I’m scared to. You shocked me when you kissed me. At first I thought I was the one who kissed you, but I realized I was in the same spot I’d been standing for the past three minutes, and you were the one that moved. I didn’t pull away because I didn’t want you kissing me. I was just stunned.
I can hear you sobbing now. I know you think I can’t hear it, but you’ve never been good at hiding your emotions, Chaz. “Charlie. Talk to me. Just say something.” All I want to do is run in there and stop your crying, but that’s hard to do when the door’s locked. “Charlie?” I say quietly when I hear water running and more rattling. I immediately know what you’re doing.
“Charlie?” I say, a little panicked. “Don’t make me ram this door down!” I know it’s a little ridiculous, but I’d do anything to keep you from killing yourself. I can’t live without you, Chaz.
Charlie
You wouldn’t dare, would you?
Actually, I think you would. It’s just the sort of thing you would do, JB. I shut the water off and lean against the door, sliding down until I’m sitting. “James, you’re not going to be able to get through this thing,” I say, leaning my head back.
You chuckle on the other side of the door. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” I hear you sigh. “Charlie-”
“Don’t, James,” I interrupt. “I know what you’re going to say.”
“You do?”
I nod, but then I realize you can’t see it. “Yeah. I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what, Chaz?” you ask, surprising me.
“For…” I can’t bring myself to say it, and I bury my head in my hands in shame.
“For kissing me?” you ask quietly. You take my silence as a yes. “Well, you shouldn’t be sorry. I happen to be in l-” Just as you’re saying this, my foot slips and I knock the bottle of pills over. “Charlie?” You sound panicked, and I jump up and open the door.
“James, I-” I don’t get to finish, because you’re slamming into me, and suddenly I’m on top of you in the bathtub.
You groan at the impact. I blush, aware that I’m nearly crushing you, but unable to get up.
James
You fall on top of me, and the wind is knocked out of my lungs. It could be from being so near you, but I think it’s more from the weight on top of me.
I become aware of how close your lips are to mine, and I think you are too, because you pull away a little. Gazing into the eyes I’ve been in love with for the past two years, I know I have to tell you. “I love you,” I blurt out, then I correct myself. “I’m in love with you, Charlie.”
You look shocked for a moment. Then I see the slightest hint of a smile. “R-really?” you stutter. And I can only manage a nod. It’s getting difficult to breathe. “Charlie? Could you please get off of me?” I ask softly, not wanting to hurt your feelings.
You grin, and kneel, holding out your hand to pull me up. Suddenly, your arms are wrapped around my waist and we’re switched; now I’m on top of you. There’s a smirk on your face. “Better?” you ask, and I smile.
I get butterflies as you bring your hands up to my face, cupping my cheeks. My face is tingling. “Did you really mean what you said?” you ask. I nod, and that’s all it takes for you to bring your lips to mine. The kiss is surprisingly gentle, not what I’d expect from you, but I have to admit it’s the most amazing kiss I’ve ever had.
Charlie
You finally break the kiss, what seems like hours later, but has to be only moments. I find myself staring into your blue eyes, hypnotized.
I feel your hand touching my arm, and I look at it. You’re stroking the cuts I’ve made, with an expression that breaks my heart. I didn’t mean to hurt you, JB.
“Why couldn’t you have just talked to me, Charlie?” You ask, searching my eyes for an answer.
“I’m in love with you, JB. You’re the one that drove me to do that, even if it wasn’t your fault. How could I have talked to you? I thought you would disown me if you ever found out.”
You plant a kiss on my lips as soon as the words are out of my mouth. “That’s crazy talk, Chaz,” you say.
A noise makes us both look up. Matt’s standing there staring at us, with his eyebrows raised and his arms crossed. You scramble out of the tub, nearly falling in your hurry to get up. I follow a bit slower, but not much. “Anything you want to tell me, guys?” Matt asks, a slight smirk on his face.
You’re blushing furiously, avoiding my gaze. It almost makes me laugh, how cute you are when you’re embarrassed. “We um, fell…” You tell Matt unconvincingly.
This time I do laugh. There’s no point in hiding it. My hand finds yours, and I entwine my fingers with your own. “…In love,” I finish your sentence, and a huge grin breaks out on Matt’s face.
“Finally! I was getting sick of the sexual tension around here,” he says as he leaves the room, grinning as if he won a competition. Matt’s reaction causes you to look up. I smile at you, and your face lights up, causing my heart to flip.
You stand on your toes to reach my ear, something I find extremely sexy, ridiculous as it is. “Bedroom,” you whisper, and I follow you out of the bathroom, not letting go of your hand.
Pairing: BourneWick
Rating: PG
Author:
buriedhope(me)
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own them since you can't own people, and this never happened (except in my mind).
Summary: Charlie can't take it anymore, but then he falls...
Author's Note: My first complete slash fic...I've hinted at slash in other fics that I've written. I'm actually pretty happy with this one.
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Charlie
“Charlie, can’t we just talk about this?” you say, knocking on the door for the millionth time. I don’t bother to brush away the tears that are falling down my face, knowing you can’t see them. For that I’m glad.
“Go away James,” I mumble, wishing you would just listen. “I don’t want to talk.” You keep banging on the door, and I ignore you, afraid that if I speak, my voice will crack.
I didn’t mean to kiss you. I really didn’t, JB. It just happened, just as quickly and unexpectedly as falling in love with you. You must be mad at me, which is why I’m not coming out.
I sit on the side of the bathtub as you continue banging on the door. You’re better off without me, really. You won’t have to worry about breaking my heart.
James
I can hear you rattling something in the bathroom. It scares me. What are you doing in there, Charlie?
I know I should just tell you I love you, but I’m scared to. You shocked me when you kissed me. At first I thought I was the one who kissed you, but I realized I was in the same spot I’d been standing for the past three minutes, and you were the one that moved. I didn’t pull away because I didn’t want you kissing me. I was just stunned.
I can hear you sobbing now. I know you think I can’t hear it, but you’ve never been good at hiding your emotions, Chaz. “Charlie. Talk to me. Just say something.” All I want to do is run in there and stop your crying, but that’s hard to do when the door’s locked. “Charlie?” I say quietly when I hear water running and more rattling. I immediately know what you’re doing.
“Charlie?” I say, a little panicked. “Don’t make me ram this door down!” I know it’s a little ridiculous, but I’d do anything to keep you from killing yourself. I can’t live without you, Chaz.
Charlie
You wouldn’t dare, would you?
Actually, I think you would. It’s just the sort of thing you would do, JB. I shut the water off and lean against the door, sliding down until I’m sitting. “James, you’re not going to be able to get through this thing,” I say, leaning my head back.
You chuckle on the other side of the door. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” I hear you sigh. “Charlie-”
“Don’t, James,” I interrupt. “I know what you’re going to say.”
“You do?”
I nod, but then I realize you can’t see it. “Yeah. I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what, Chaz?” you ask, surprising me.
“For…” I can’t bring myself to say it, and I bury my head in my hands in shame.
“For kissing me?” you ask quietly. You take my silence as a yes. “Well, you shouldn’t be sorry. I happen to be in l-” Just as you’re saying this, my foot slips and I knock the bottle of pills over. “Charlie?” You sound panicked, and I jump up and open the door.
“James, I-” I don’t get to finish, because you’re slamming into me, and suddenly I’m on top of you in the bathtub.
You groan at the impact. I blush, aware that I’m nearly crushing you, but unable to get up.
James
You fall on top of me, and the wind is knocked out of my lungs. It could be from being so near you, but I think it’s more from the weight on top of me.
I become aware of how close your lips are to mine, and I think you are too, because you pull away a little. Gazing into the eyes I’ve been in love with for the past two years, I know I have to tell you. “I love you,” I blurt out, then I correct myself. “I’m in love with you, Charlie.”
You look shocked for a moment. Then I see the slightest hint of a smile. “R-really?” you stutter. And I can only manage a nod. It’s getting difficult to breathe. “Charlie? Could you please get off of me?” I ask softly, not wanting to hurt your feelings.
You grin, and kneel, holding out your hand to pull me up. Suddenly, your arms are wrapped around my waist and we’re switched; now I’m on top of you. There’s a smirk on your face. “Better?” you ask, and I smile.
I get butterflies as you bring your hands up to my face, cupping my cheeks. My face is tingling. “Did you really mean what you said?” you ask. I nod, and that’s all it takes for you to bring your lips to mine. The kiss is surprisingly gentle, not what I’d expect from you, but I have to admit it’s the most amazing kiss I’ve ever had.
Charlie
You finally break the kiss, what seems like hours later, but has to be only moments. I find myself staring into your blue eyes, hypnotized.
I feel your hand touching my arm, and I look at it. You’re stroking the cuts I’ve made, with an expression that breaks my heart. I didn’t mean to hurt you, JB.
“Why couldn’t you have just talked to me, Charlie?” You ask, searching my eyes for an answer.
“I’m in love with you, JB. You’re the one that drove me to do that, even if it wasn’t your fault. How could I have talked to you? I thought you would disown me if you ever found out.”
You plant a kiss on my lips as soon as the words are out of my mouth. “That’s crazy talk, Chaz,” you say.
A noise makes us both look up. Matt’s standing there staring at us, with his eyebrows raised and his arms crossed. You scramble out of the tub, nearly falling in your hurry to get up. I follow a bit slower, but not much. “Anything you want to tell me, guys?” Matt asks, a slight smirk on his face.
You’re blushing furiously, avoiding my gaze. It almost makes me laugh, how cute you are when you’re embarrassed. “We um, fell…” You tell Matt unconvincingly.
This time I do laugh. There’s no point in hiding it. My hand finds yours, and I entwine my fingers with your own. “…In love,” I finish your sentence, and a huge grin breaks out on Matt’s face.
“Finally! I was getting sick of the sexual tension around here,” he says as he leaves the room, grinning as if he won a competition. Matt’s reaction causes you to look up. I smile at you, and your face lights up, causing my heart to flip.
You stand on your toes to reach my ear, something I find extremely sexy, ridiculous as it is. “Bedroom,” you whisper, and I follow you out of the bathroom, not letting go of your hand.