[8:21am] 30/12/22
Charles: Fuck you
Eric: yes please
Charles: I'm in pain
Eric: What's wrong? Is it your legs? Can you feel them?
Charles: I might as well not be able to feel them
Eric: what's going on Charles?
Charles: I am struggling to walk without wincing
Eric: do you need me to come home and look after you? Do you need to go to the hospital? Stir down and relax yourself
Charles: that's the problem, I can't sit down, and I don't think I'll be able to sit down for a week
Eric: what's wrong?
Charles: my arse hurts
Eric: ohhhhhh I'm sorry Liebling
Charles: don't be sorry, do it again
Eric: happily
Charles: I am so glad I'm not at work
Eric: haha
Charles: my students would be making fun of me non stop
Eric: nosy bastards
Charles: they are, incredibly nosy
Eric: what are you going to do today Liebling?
Charles: not sit down
Eric: haha, you could always lie on your stomach
Charles: I could however I only like doing that when I'm lying on your chest
Eric: I'm sure I could come home early and you could do that
Charles: yayyy
Eric: you are adorable Charles
Charles: and you are amazing
Eric: I know
Charles: what have you got to do at work today Mr Modest?
Eric: I have a bunch of paperwork I need to sign
Charles: :(((
Eric: however today is a quiet day so I should be back by lunchtime
Charles: yay
[10:01am]
Eric: how about we have a stay at home date tonight?
Charles: sounds perfect what were you thinking?
Eric: I'm going to use your words "food, french kissing and fucking"
Charles: sounds delightful, do you want me to bake a pie?
Eric: yes please, your baking is delicious mein Leibe
Charles: thank you darling
Eric: it's not a problem
Charles: I love you Eric
Eric: I love you more my darling fiancé
Charles: not possible <3
[12:30pm]
Eric: I managed to finish my work early so I'm on my way home
Charles: yay
Eric: did you bake?
Charles: yes, I did
Eric: I can't wait to eat it
Charles: it has just come out of the oven so it will be ready to eat when you get back
Eric: excellent news
Charles: I'll be waiting for you
Eric: <3
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Eric's POV
I opened the door to our apartment and I was met by the beautiful scent of a freshly baked pie. Charles was washing up, an apron tied around his waist which made me chuckle - he looked adorable. After shutting the door quietly behind me, I walked over to Charles and wrapped my arms around his waist. He jumped slightly and I chuckled.
"Hey Süßer." I grinned.
"Good afternoon handsome." Charles smiled.
He wrapped one arm around my neck and pulled me into a sweet kiss. One of my hands was holding his waist while the other was holding his hand.
When we broke apart, he rested his head on my chest and grinned.
"Pie?" He asked.
I nodded eagerly causing Charles to chuckle. I grinned back at him as he pulled away to serve the pie.
I walked over to the sofa and sat down with a small sigh - even though I had only been at work for a few hours I was still exhausted.
Charles walked over to me and nestled himself in my lap before placing the plate of pie in the arm rest with 2 forks. Egarly, I grabbed a fork and shoved a large forkful if pie into my mouth. Moaning with delight, I whispered "this taskes absolutely fenominal."
Charles grinned at me "that's good to know darling." He placed a small forkful of pie into his mouth and chewed it thoughtfully.
I picked up the TV remote and chucked on a film as we continued to eat. It did not take long for us to devour the pie.
"That was wonderful Leibe, thank you so much." I smiled, wrapping my arms around Charles and gently kissing his neck.
Charles shivered slightly - evidently I had kissed a sensitive spot. That made me smirk.
"It was my pleasure Eric, you know how much I love to bake I'd happily bake every day if you asked me to." He grinned, leaving back so that he was resting on my chest.
I looked down at him before gently brining our lips together in a passionate but delicate kiss.
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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.