♡ Heartstopper one shots ♡

panic attack SMUT

(they're in their early twenties and living together)

TW: 🩸SH🩸 mentions of suicide, 

Charlie's POV (1:24 A.M.)

My cheeks (not those ones) are still damp with my tears; nicks arms, gently wraped around my waist holding me- 
C "Nick, I told you I'm ok~ it was just a panic attack."
N "I found you on the bathroom floor hurting yourself-"
hearing those words in his voice makes the tears start again. 
N "aw baby~ c'mere"
He pulls me in tighter; I start crying into his T-shirt.
C "I'm sorry, I-"
N "No- we banned the S word."
One arm still placed on my waist; his had moves to wipe away the tears running down my face. 
N "It's ok~" 
He says that over and over again; Whispering it I my ear, forcing me to recognize that it is ok. My sobs get softer; I feel his lips on my forehead.
C "I don't get why you put up with me~ like it's been 8(+) years (in the books they got together when Charlie was 14- so he is 22-ish in this story) and even when I had to go to the mental hospital- you didn't break up with me~ with all that has happened to me; you stayed with me; why~" 
N "I love you, dummy~ I have sense I meet you." 
C "I mean- I know- but like I've put you through you much~ but you stayed; like I even broke up with you!" (Nick and Charlie book)
N "yeah you did- but love makes people crazy."
his lips return to mine; gently cupping my head with his hands.
N "I love you, Charlie; and I always will, that's why~"
I melt on to him, our lips meeting once again.
C "You know- if I never met you, I wouldn't be here."
After I say that I see that he is now crying
C "Oh- baby I-"
N "No- I just- the thought of you- not being here~ especially by your own doing" 
Now I'm holding him; comforting him.
C "oh baby- I'm sorry- I shouldn't have said that-"
I pull him into a hug; I kiss his neck gently; I know he loves that. His tears have subsided; now he is focused on the feeling of my body on his; our lips touching once again. The feeling of the room has changed. His lips gently moving on my neck-
C "are you sure you're ok now."
N "yeah~ are you?"
C "yeah"
His arms wrap around me once again, pushing me on to his lap. He backs up and just stares at me for a moment.
C "What are you doing? ~"
N "just- admiring" 
I fall back on to him, kissing his shoulder.
N "Charlie~ should we- uh- go somewhere more private?" 
Smut part coming soon 👀 (2:14 A.M.)
With out answering I grab his hand and pull him into his room; as soon as the door shut, we fall on the bed; arms wrapped around each other, our lips intertwined. His shirt sliding off; our lips meeting for like the thousandth time today. His hands sliding up my shirt, up my back. 
C "Nick~"
My hands sliding slowly into the rim of his pajama pants. His suction on my neck breaks away; still, it definitely leaving a mark. Only 3 minutes later, we are both undressed; his hands griping my hair as he slides his body into mine, as he does we both make unflattering involuntary noises. His hands now on my waist; slamming my body in to his.
C "N-NICK~ RIGHT THERE" 
He jams that spot once more; causing me to moan once more. 
By the time it's almost 4 (A.M.) he is lying beside me; we are both panting messes; he gets up fishing his boxers off the floor. 
N "should we go back to sleep? or just stay up- maybe watch a movie?"
I grab my own boxers; still (I'M SORRY FOR THE NEXT LITTLE PART 💀🙏) they are still slightly damp with saliva. (SORRY UR READING THIS💀🙏)
C "movie?"
He gets back on the bed; throwing a blanket on the wet spot. (Still sorry for you) Turning on Netflix to look for a good movie choice.