Charlie Bartlett's 18th Birthday

[little_moons]

Another day, another party. Seems like every time you turn around, there's another one. But this one's special. An eighteenth birthday party, a fucking milestone, and a birthday of a pretty damn good friend

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[giftless]

Even though Edmund couldn't help but look oddly at the other young man's living situation, Ed was glad he could count on Neil to do his honest best in setting up a party for Charlie. It was what their friend needed, he thought, and Edmund truly hoped it would pick Charlie up a touch. Really, how couldn't it? Winter had never been Edmund's favorite season, but Christmas was another matter entirely, and the decorations alone had him grinning to himself as he finally took a breath from setting up and checking to make sure everything was as it should be.

[teenagerenegade]

It's been a rough week, and, honestly, Charlie doesn't know how he'd have got through it without Edmund. There's been a few tears before bedtime, curled up close to the other boy but, for today, if not forgotten, that's at least put aside. Charlie's actually eighteen years ol and he's here with his friends and his boyfrienda nd he's a little stoned and, frankly, the party is pretty amazing.

He grazes a kiss against Edmund's jaw.

"Thankyou."

[giftless]

"You're more than welcome," Edmund replied quietly, smiling softly because his boyfriend was. It hadn't been impossible to get a smile from him, but it had been far more difficult than it ever should have been. He wrapped his arm about his waist, pulling him closer, and returned the kiss, lightly on his lips. "You're enjoying yourself?"

[morethentheend]

"This is great," Violet said with a smile, from off to Ed's left. "I've never actually been in here, but..." She shook her head. "This really is... he deserves a birthday like this." Violet made herself not stuff her hands in her pockets as she squinted up at Edmund.

"Have plans for Christmas?" As much as you could have plans, here - given the snow and all, Violet had thought to build some snowmen, to go and see Sunny - she wasn't sure if she could spend it with Geoffrey and Duck or not, but if nothing else she could play a sort of Santa Claus for her sister.

[giftless]

"He really does," Edmund agreed, giving Violet a warm smile in return. "And thank you for coming, too." It was pure courtesy that made him speak so; Ed knew Violet would come because she was a good friend.

At the mention of Christmas, Edmund's mouth tightened slightly, a barely noticeable flash of displeasure. "I'll probably just spend time with Charlie, Susan and the family. Susan will likely cook a dinner, but nothing fancy. How about you?"