[8:01am] 24/12/22
Charles: It's Christmas Eve!!!
Eric: someone's up early
Charles: yes I have baking to do
Eric: do you want me to help you?
Charles: I'd love that, if that's ok
Eric: of course it is
Eric: right let's get you out of bed
Charles: Eric, I can't thank you enough for how caring you've been
Eric: you don't have to thank me Charles, I'm your fiancé it's my job to look after you
Charles: yeah but still, thank you <3
Eric: you're most welcome
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Charles' POV
Eric got up and walked around to my side of the bed. Carefully, he picked me up and placed me on a stool so that I could get dressed. I struggled to get in my trousers however eventually I managed to get them on - being paralysed is a pain in the arse. I lent back against the wall and took a deep breath.
"You ok love?" Eric called.
"Yeah." I panted slightly.
I know I could have asked Eric to help me however I needed to at least try and do some things on my own - I don't want him to think I am a lazy bastard.
Eric walked out of the bathroom and over to me. I smiled at him as he asked "Do you want me to help you get into your wheelchair?"
"In a minute," I responded.
Eric stepped forward so he was standing between my legs (which were splayed awkwardly doing nothing) and placed one hand in the wall above my head; he gently placed his other hand on my back. I put one hand on his arse and the other rested on his bicep as he lent down and pressed our lips together. I gently squeezed his arse which made Eric let out a surprised gasp before he deepened the kiss.
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[8:47am]
Eric: as much as I am enjoying you having your hand on my arse, don't you have baking to do
Charles: I'm glad you are enjoying it
Charles: oh yes I had almost forgotten about that
Eric: Charles Francis forgetting about baking he has to do, is the world ending?
Charles: I was rather preoccupied with more important thoughts
Eric: what were these thoughts that were more important than baking?
Charles: how nice your arse is, how much I hate being paralysed as I can't have sex with you and how good your lips felt against mine.
Eric: those are quite some thoughts
Charles: yep
Eric: well I hate to draw you away from them however you have gingerbread to bake
Charles: probably a good thing you're changing the subject, if you didn't I don't think my boner would go away
Eric: let's get you into the wheelchair then
Charles: thanks love
Eric: it's no trouble at all
[9:19am]
Eric: how is the gingerbread going?
Charles: I'm just about to put the dough into the fridge
Eric: how long does it chill in the fridge for?
Charles: well it doesn't really have a specific time, normally I put it in there for around an hour or so
Eric: what did you want to do while you wait
Charles: are you working?
Eric: no I have today, tomorrow and the day after off
Eric: why?
Charles: well if you're not working, I can kiss you
Eric: you can always kiss me
Charles: good
[10:25am]
Charles: Eric can you help roll out the gingerbread dough for me please, I can't reach the counter very well
Eric: if course
Charles: love you
Eric: love you too
[11:30am]
Charles: all the batches of gingerbread are out of the oven
Eric: I can't wait to try one
Charles: they need to cool before we can decorate them
Eric: you want me to help?
Charles: will you decorate the gingerbread with me for fun?
Eric: I'd love too
Eric: I'll make some lunch first, what do you want
Charles: a sandwich will suffice
Eric: what sort?
Charles: ham and cheese please
Eric: that sounds good, I'm going to have one as well
Charles: haha
[12:09pm]
Charles: the gingerbread are all cooled
Eric: let's get decorating!!!
[1:51pm]
Eric: ok this one I just made looks a bit demented
Charles: I think it's cute
Eric: Charles yours look amazing
Charles: so do yours
Eric: your gingerbread are on a whole nother level
Charles: awww thanks
Eric: I'm serious
Charles: thank you Eric
Eric: you are amazing
Charles: oh stop you're making me blush
Eric: good, you look adorable when you blush
Charles: <3
Charles: you look adorable all the time
Eric: noooo don't call me adorable it message with my reputation
Charles: what reputation?
Eric: my reputation of being a cold, unloving dickhead
Charles: well I hate to break it to you but you are none of those things
Eric: CHARRRLLESSSS
Charles: alright fine you are a cold, unloving dickhead towards everyone
Charles: apart from me
Charles: ...and my siblings (biological and unbiological)
Eric: of course I'm not a dickhead towards you
Charles: of course not as I give you head
Eric: <3
Eric: and if I was mean to your siblings, it would hurt your feelings
Charles: true
Eric: other than that I'm a dick towards everyone
Charles: I still love you
Eric: I'd be sad if you didn't
Charles: don't be sad :(
Charles: I love you
Eric: I love you too leibe
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The Unknown Number
RomanceWhen Charles accidentally sent a message to a wrong number, a friendship is formed. Little did he know, that friendship would turn into being something much more.
