[8:01am] 08/01/23
Eric: Is your thesis a giant wand of papers in a giant ring binder?
Charles: Red ring binder?
Eric: yes
Charles: sounds about right
Charles: Hang on, why aren't you at work?
Eric: I got an email saying that I didn't have to come in until late today
Charles: lucky Bastard
Eric: you didn't notice that my briefcase was still on the table?
Charles: evidently not
Eric: I find it funny how you are the cleverest man in the world yet you lack some very basic observation skills
Charles: I'm not the cleverest man in the world
Eric: Charles, you helped create Kaftrio, if that's not clever, I didn't know what is
Charles: and I'm not that unobservant, only today, I had a lot on my mind
Eric: are you alright?
Charles: just stressed
Eric: how does your arse feel?
Charles: Painful
Eric: are you alright?
Charles: yes
Eric: I'm going to read your thesis now
Charles: you know you don't have to
Eric: I want to though
Charles: if you have any questions, feel free to ask
Eric: will do <3
[8:52am]
Eric: Your work is very interesting
Charles: why thank you darling
Eric: Genetics are fascinating
Charles: funny that, I did choose to become a professor of it for a reason
Eric: I can't decide if sarcasm suits you or not
Charles: I think some of your habits have rubbed off on me
Eric: I don't think that's the only thing I rubbed off on you
Charles: I swear to god I hate you so much, you always make me make a fool of myself
Eric: sorry love
Charles: you're really not tho
Eric: Well...
Charles: Arsehole
[9:33am]
Eric: How long did it take you to write this?
Charles: 5-6 months
Charles: if you include the hundreds of rewrites, thousands of mental breakdowns and millions of coffee breaks
Eric: You forgo any form of eat or sleep for long periods of time didn't you
Charles: ummm...
Eric: Oh Charles
Eric: you need to take care of yourself
Charles: I do
Charles: I just get hyper fixated and don't want to do anything else
Eric: how did you sleep?
Charles: I either collapsed from exhaustion or was forced into sleep
Eric: Eleanor?
Charles: yes
Eric: when did she start having to do it?
Charles: Lily made her, she was living with me at the time while she got her degree and she was fed up of me not listening to her
Eric: and my guess is that you are too scared of Eleanor to disobey her
Charles: well...
Eric: so that's a yes
[9:44am]
Charles: ...
Eric: the next time you do that, she won't have to force you to eat and sleep
Eric: because I'll be the one to do it
Charles: I'm a big boy don't worry about me, I can take care of myself
Eric: you're not a big boy, you're a midget
Charles: rude
Eric: the truth hurts
Eric: of course I worry about you, you're my fiancé
Eric: my incredibly clumsy Fiancé
Charles: I'm not clumsy
Eric: Charles you knocked over 5 glasses, 3 stacks of books and a candle
Eric: and that was just yesterday
Charles: ...
Eric: plus the amount of times I've had to kiss your boo boos better is
[10:01am]
Charles: did you seriously just say boo boos?
Eric: I am sincerely regretting it
Charles: not before I show your employees
Eric: don't you dare
Charles: hmmm...
Eric: I hate you
Charles: no you don't xoxo
Eric: you're incorrigible Schatz, I can never stay angry at you
Charles: and I you
[1:45pm]
Eric: holy shit Charles
Charles: what an interesting way to start a conversation
Eric: your thesis was incredible
Charles: you think so?
Eric: it was amazing
Charles: wow, no one has ever said that to me before
Eric: who has read it?
Charles: the people reading it, my siblings, you
Eric: what did your siblings say?
Charles: Els loved it, I dedicated it to her after all
Charles: the others aren't exactly interested in what I do
Eric: what about the people who read it?
Charles: I don't actually know
Eric: fair
Eric: well it's definitely the best thing I've ever read
Charles: stop you're going to make me cry
Eric: I know that Eleanor is proud that you are her brother
Charles: <3
[2:29am]
Charles: Eric...
Eric: what did you do?
Charles: would it surprise you if I told you that I injured myself?
Eric: how?
Charles: I smashed my knee into my desk
Eric: are you alright?
Charles: in pain
Eric: do you want me to pick you up?
Charles: nah I should be alright, I just need a hug when I get home
Eric: I am sure that can be arranged
Charles: Good good
YOU ARE READING
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.
