Archive of Our Own ^beta

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The pining was unbearable- everyone knew how much they wanted each other.
Everyone but them.

It started with glances. They ranged from dreamy looks to eyes full of lust.
Everyone was waiting for the day one of them was going to make a move, but they didn’t expect it to be in an AirBnB.

“COOPER! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE AND HELP ME UNLOAD THE SUITCASES!” I yelled when Cooper got out of the car and ran up to the front door of the giant house they just pulled up to. Traveling with a brother is hell on earth. Upon hearing the ruckus, Ted Nivison opened the front door with a grin on his face.
“Hey Coop!” He greeted him with a hug before yelling something into the house I couldn’t understand.
Schlatt, Ted, James and Wilbur came bolting outside to greet me, James almost killing me in a hug that could’ve crushed one of my vital organs and/or ribs. After they helped me carry mine and Coopers shit inside, we all met up in the living room. It took about two hours of catching up with everyone until I realized I needed to find my room. I turned to Ted;
“Hey, which one is our room?” I gestured to my brother and myself.
“Oh, actually, you’re not sleeping in the same room, "Cooper asked if he could sleep in my room. I said yes.” I wasn’t surprised, but also kind of glad that I didn’t need to bunk with him again, we did that for 13 years of our lives anyways.

“Who am I sharing with then?” I asked, and he grinned. While the house was big, it wasn't big enough to fit all of us. James, Wilbur, Ted, Schlatt, Cooper, Charlie, Traves, and Noah. As much money as we made, we would never financially recover from renting an 8 bedroom house for 2 months.
“You’re sharing with Charlie.” I should’ve known he’d do this to me when I saw his shit eating grin. I came out to them roughly a year ago, around the time I’d realized I had feelings for the content creator in question. I never told anyone about my crush, but I think most of them worked it out. I mean… Ted definitely did. I swallowed the insult I was about to throw at him and instead said; “Which room?”

Instead of answering me, Ted picked up my two suitcases and carried them upstairs. He knocked on a door and waited a bit before Charlie opened the door.
“Greetings, Sir Cicle, your temporary roommate has arrived.” Ted joked in a bad British accent before rolling my luggage into the room. Charlie looked confused before his eyes landed on me. His expression told me wasn’t aware of this either. I take a few steps into the room and look around. Two double beds on the right hand side of the room, the frames against the wall. There’s a desk against the left wall with what I can only recognize as Charlie’s setup.
After a few seconds, I look back at the brunette, who still seems to be looking at me. Upon making eye contact, he looked away.
“Did you take your computer with you?” I broke the silence.

“Yeah.” he stuttered on the first letter, “I wanted to be able to stream and edit while I was here.” he said with a little more confidence.
“You’re always putting stuff out there, huh? Mr. Can’t-Catch-A-Break-Cicle?” I smirked at him, my smile only fully developing when I saw him smirking back at me. A loud cough broke me from my trance. It was Ted… I forgot he was there.
“I was going to say ‘get a room’, but I am in your room, so I’m choosing to leave before I witness anything I will need therapy for.” He parked my luggage beside what seemed to be my bed and then walked out, closing the door behind him.
I broke our gaze and threw myself on the soft bed with a gray duvet.
“I’m done.” I mumbled into the sheets. Charlie softly chuckled at me.
“How long was your drive?” he asked, I could basically see how he’s playing with the hem of his shirt, even with my face in a pillow.
“15 hours.” I whined, “15 hours in a car with Cooper.” I felt the mattress dip next to me.
“D’you wanna go take a nap then?” He softly said, his voice now nearer than before. I roll to my back and look at him.
“You haven’t given me a hug yet.” I feigned being upset. He smiled.
“Oh no! How could I forget the special greeting hug!?” His voice was dramatic, like he was performing on a stage. I opened my arms and felt a sense of relief wash over me when he laid down in my embrace. We remained like this for a few minutes, my heart pounding in my chest and just hoping he wouldn’t feel it. Comfortable silence filled the room. After about five minutes, Charlie sat up, freeing himself from my grip.
“I’ll let you sleep now, you said you’re exhausted yourself.” he said and got up from my bed. In a sleepy voice and my eyes barely open, I blurted out;

“Stay.”
He turned to me. I couldn’t read his expression.
“...What?”
“Stay.” I repeated myself. “Stay with me. Please.”

I never would’ve dared to ask him if I was awake. Not in a million years.

I felt the mattress dip again and he silently laid down beside me. In my tired haze I turned to face him and shuffled close to his body, chasing the heat he was giving off. He quickly covered us with the blanket to the best of his abilities and then pulled me into his chest.

I woke up again around 9AM.

My eyes fluttered open to see Charlie's face. His eyes softly closed and his lips slightly parted as I felt his breath on my face. I felt the red creep up on my face. Had I ever been this close to him before? Unlikely. I pulled the blanket slightly away to get out of bed, but one of his arms reeled me back in and pulled me close to him. My back pressed against his chest, I could feel his breathing and hear his tired whines up close. I was convinced I was turning into the same deep red shape as a tomato. His whines didn’t help as I started to develop a problem in my underwear. I awkwardly sighed. I’d deal with it later.
I somehow managed to wiggle free from his grasp on me and made my way downstairs, where I saw Schlatt and Ted having some coffee.

“Good morning, cuddle bug!” Ted chirped, making Schlatt chuckle.
“Don’t even start.” I warned him.
“It’s good that you’re awake actually.” Schlatt started as he passed me a cup of coffee, prepared just how I like it. “I need a cigarette.” he took the stick from behind his ear and put it between his lips. He pulled out a second Marlboro Red cigarette and placed it between mine.
“And I know you need one after getting up, too.”
“Shit, you know me too well.” I muttered before slipping on my shoes and walking outside to the patio with him.

We took in the fresh air for a second. I watched him hold the lighter up to his face, the sparks fell and the flame erupted. He took a drag before handing the lighter to me, and I did the same. We stood in silence for a few seconds.

“What’s up with you and Charlie?” he asked, bluntly breaking the silence. I stared at him with confusion for a moment.
“What do you mean?” He gave me a look of, ‘You-Know-What-Im-Talking-About’. I stayed silent.
“You get here and the first thing you do is cuddle Charlie to sleep, you’re always either texting or playing Minecraft… you guys are stuck to each other like…”
“Like burdock?” I finished his sentence for him. He took a second, then softly nodded his head.
“Yeah..” He muttered, looking at me. I don't meet his gaze. I look down at my cigarette and take another drag, blowing the smoke out on the tip of it.
“I don't know.” Is what I said after a few seconds of silence. I finally looked at him. He didn't ask, and let me think about what to say next, “I would like to know, too.” There was comfortable silence for a moment.
“Do you… like him?” he asked carefully. I chuckled.
“Are we in kindergarten?” I half-joked back.
“I’m serious. You may think you’re slick but you’re not.” he chuckled, waving his finger around in my face.
“Excuse me?” I pretended to be offended, “That’s outrageous!” We laughed at each other. I paused.
“I…” I wanted to use the right words. The right words in the right order to create the right sentence. But what was right? “I do.” I said, “I do like him.” I finally admitted. Schlatt’s kind smile turned into a teasing smirk.
“Do you like-like him?”
“Oh my god..” I tried to be annoyed, but ended up amused anyway.
“Yes, for crying out loud. I like-like Charlie.” Schlatt looked at his fading cigarette before throwing it on the ground and stepping on it. I followed suit.
“Let’s get the guys and go get breakfast, okay?” he offered. I nodded and he gave me a kind smile before leading me back inside. “How’s iHop sound?” He asked as he stepped through the glass door.
“I’d like that.”

We gathered everyone, but Charlie and James were still asleep, so we left sticky notes at their doors saying we’d gone out for breakfast and we’d bring them something back.
I sat down in Schlatt’s passenger seat, he fixed his rear view mirror and asked me;
“Do you know what Charlie eats for breakfast?”
“A black coffee with two sugars and a splash of creamer, and any kind of yogurt he can find in his house.” I turned to him and smirked, “He eats a lot of yogurt.” He smiled back understandingly and started his car, the rest of the guys piled in cars behind us.
As we were sitting in iHop, all of our phones chimed at the same time (except for Traves, who always manages to have no data or his phone on silent- he’s just never reachable).
James had messaged our group chat.

Jimbo Mazza
Ayup, just saw your note, can you bring me a shit ton of pancakes and as much chocolate syrup as the cashier will give you? I just had to head out for a recording.

Is charlie alone at the house now???

Jimbo Mazza
Yeah but i told him I was leaving

The Milkman
He was awake?

Jimbo Mazza
Surprisingly

Big Guy
Astounding

I couldn’t shake the feeling that Charlie being alone at the house isn’t the best idea. I mean, yeah, he’s a fully grown man, but I still had this gut feeling. I turned to Schlatt.

“I know this is a weird ask.. But..” I trailed off for a moment, “Can I borrow your car and drive back? I have a bad feeling.” Schlatt looked at me for a moment, reading my expression I assume. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his car keys, handing them to me.

“Don’t crash it. Okay?” I joked and I smiled at him, giving him a hug before grabbing the keys and bolting out, leaving Schlatt to explain to the others.

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When I arrived back at the house, I quickly (but carefully) park Schlatt’s car in the driveway. I didn’t have the patience for the damn garage door. As it is a “big ass house” as Cooper had put it, I didn’t expect to hear any noise from the door.. But I did.
Immediately when I unlocked the door I heard unintelligible sounds. I didn’t know what they said, but they sounded like Charlie. I set the keys down on a little table by the door and decided to investigate.

Creeping up the stairs, the noises got louder, but I was still oblivious until I reached mine and Charlie’s bedroom door.

There was a small crack in the door, so I pushed the door gently open to see what was going on-

oh

oH

Charlie was slumped in his computer chair, his legs spread apart, his pants down to his shins and his underwear around his thighs, t-shirt slightly pulled up, revealing his muscle structure. Just as I processed what was in front of me-

His legs started itching together as he ran his hand up and down his dick. Whimpers and moans leave his lips periodically, some more high pitched than others.
“Fuck-” he moaned, before whining out my name.
I took on a shade of red I have never witnessed before as I hid behind the wall by the door. I tried to think straight but his moans and whines and whimpers made it impossible. My mind was turning into putty. I took a deep breath and brushed the hair out of my face, trying to ignore my brutal erection. Taking another breath, I took my newly found confidence and silently walked into his room. I walked up behind him, getting a full view of him bottoming out.. God, what I would give to see his face. I leaned against the door with my arms crossed and a smirk on my face, purposefully shutting it with a small bang.
Charlie shot up, trying to hide what he was doing with the nearest object, which ironically was a box of tissues. Red in the face, he stuttered as his mind blanked coming up with an excuse. I just smirked at his adorable behavior.
“I- I swear I wasn- It’s not-” he kept cutting himself off before I did.
“There’s no point in hiding it, I saw it already.” That shut him up and he stared at me, “I mean… I heard it too.” Charlie had managed to put his dick back in his underwear by now, holding his face in his hands and looking down in shame.
“I’m sorry- I- I don’t want you to thi-” while he was trying to find his words, I had walked up to him, getting on my knees in front of him. My hands on his knees cut off his rant before it even began. He looked down at me with a mixture of shock and lust.
“You were really bottoming out there, weren’t you?” I teased him. He didn’t reply. I let my hands creep up his thighs.
“Would you like me to help you with that?” Charlie just stared at me for a moment.
“Are you serious?” He finally asked.
“Obviously.” I replied with a playful eye roll.
“Yes.” he choked out. I hummed back in response, like I didn’t hear him.
“Yes, please. God, please.”
I chuckled and got back up, standing in front of him. I put a finger under his chin and leaned down to close the gap. The first kiss was gentle.. Reassuring, sweet. When I pulled away to breathe, Charlie quickly got up from his chair and pressed me against the nearest wall, connecting our lips again. I smiled into the kiss. This one was heated, with passion and a type of lust I have never felt before. I quickly turned us around, his back now pressed against the wall. One hand slipped under his shirt, exploring the skin with my touch and feeling him whimper against my lips. The other hand found his waist and remained there for a while before it started exploring as well.
We pulled away to breathe again and he cursed under short breath.
“Fuck-” he whined out between a few whimpers, “I- I need-” His brain didn’t seem to process well while my finger was gently tracing his V-Line,

“Fuck, I need you.” he eventually whined out.
“What do you need?” I asked him so I could get a starting lead. He cursed under his breath- again.
“I need- oh- I need you- touch me, please..” he was almost begging at this point, so I finally reached into his underwear and grabbed his dick at the base, the little ten giving me easy access.
Charlie let out a relieving moan as soon as I touched him. It was loud and shaky but full of pleasure. I pulled his underwear down to the best of my abilities and spit into my hand, grabbed his dick and coated it with the makeshift lube. The wet contact made him spit out a string of high pitched moans as he grabbed into the nape of my neck and my shoulder. While my dominant hand was working on his pleasure points, my other roamed his chest and sides. When he moaned my name again, I decided to quit the teasing. I pulled my hand away and kissed him again, rougher this time. I guided him to my bed (or was it his? I dont remember) and gently pushed him onto it. I discarded my shirt and climbed on top of him, attacking his lips yet again.
Items of clothing were discarded one by one in a rushed manner, and I found myself on top of him.
“I-” he started and cut himself off. I stopped what I was doing.
“I.. have never done this.” he admitted.
“With a guy?”
“In general.”
“Do you still want to-”
“YES!” he cut me off, “God yes, I need it. Just.. be gentle?” He cringed at the clicheness of the situation.
“Of course.” I whispered back. Charlie pulled out a small bottle of water based lube from his dresser and handed it to me.
“You might need this.” he stuttered. I took the bottle with a smirk and popped the cap open, pouring some on my fingers, then smearing it along my latex covered dick.
After I prepped him for a few minutes, and hearing his unholy sounds, I aligned myself with his hole.
“Are you okay?”
He nodded.
“Okay, I’ll push in now.” He gave me a rushed ‘ok’ back.
I slowly and gently pushed myself inside, biting my lip at the tight sensation to not let any moans slip past my lips. Charlie's sounds got louder with every centimeter, making it more and more difficult for me to remain silent until I broke. By the time I was fully inside, I was moaning out like I was the bottom. I remained still, peppering him with kisses on his collarbones and neck until he was ready to move again. When he asked me to move with a whiney voice, I didn’t hesitate. I pulled out slowly, and pushed back in with the same pace. Charlie moaned out curses, not thinking about how loud he was being. I slowly but surely pick up my pace, and Charlie starts screaming out my name. I must’ve hit his G-Spot. With this knowledge, I slammed into him mercilessly, hitting that same spot over and over again until the only word he knew was my name. Only a few minutes after, Charlie tried to tell me he was cumming, but the stimulation was so strong that he just screamed out and came, white strings shooting and covering his torso. I came into the condom only a few seconds after, giving him a little taste of overstimulation. Panting, I hang my head before looking at him to see if he’s alright. He was still coming down from his high, the pleasure written all over his face. I pull out and discard the condom in the nearest trash can. I got up and gathered our clothes, putting them in a laundry basket before laying down next to him. He had come down from the orgasm, but you could see that he was just railed senseless by looking at him.
“Are you okay?” I asked gently.
“I’m fantastic.” he breathed out, “But I think I can’t walk.” We laughed. I got paper towels from the bathroom and cleaned him up, then put my underwear and pants on to get us water from the kitchen. When I returned, Charlie was still naked on the bed. I chuckled and handed him a glass of water. He chugged it, as did I. We laughed at each other for a moment. He opened his mouth to say something, but then we heard the key in the door downstairs. I quickly jumped up and ran to my closet, taking out boxers and a shirt. I threw it at him before I helped him get dressed. We got under the covers and I held him as the big spoon. I only heard the door open, and then close a few seconds after. We looked at each other and chuckled before a gave him a kiss on the cheek and we drifted off into the best fuckin’ nap I ever had.