A Friend? A Lover?
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Category:
1 through F › Charmed
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
10,820
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Charmed, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
First Dates
Chapter 10:
It had been three days since Chris returned home with his wound and the family were still fussing over him. It was driving him INSANE!!
“Wyatt!” Chris shouted in frustration as Wyatt began fussing over him again one the third morning after the ordeal.
“What?” He answered innocently...too innocently.
“Wyatt, you know that I am almost fully healed now...there is no more pain...and No I am not hungry and No I am not thirsty and No I do not want a massage although I may take you up on that offer later. So how about you tone down the fussing a little bit.” He asked hopefully.
Wyatt just sighed and slumped down onto the bed. “Chris you have to understand. I was sooo scared...I thought that you were going to die and now that I have you back and there is no chance of you up and dying on me at the moment...I want to show you how much I love you and spoil you rotten...and...” the rest of the sentence was cut off by Chris’s lips meeting his in a bruising kiss.
Pulling away Chris panted heavily trying to get his breath back. Wyatt was in a similar state. “I love you Wyatt.” Chris murmured as he was pulled into a cuddle.
“I love you too Chris.” Chris closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
“Wyatt I think that we need to talk about what happened?” Wyatt sighed deeply and then nodded. “Wyatt...I get that you were scared for me but...you have to understand that this is my job...just like your job is being the twice blessed...we both face danger everyday but we survive...”
“But this was different Chris!” Wyatt yelled out frustrated. “We are able to heal each other...you can’t. I had to watch you suffer in pain and I can’t help but wonder if it would have happened if I had been there or not.”
“Wyatt we don’t know what would have happened if you were there. It’s in the past. We can’t change it. What we can do is move forward and compromise. How about this? I promise to NEVER go out slaying by myself and to always have someone there who can orb me out if there becomes a problem...BUT I only agree to this is you agree to the same...NEVER go out on a vanquish by yourself.”
Wyatt smiled at Chris and then placed a kiss on his forehead. “I think that that is a good plan. So we have a deal?”
“Yes we have a deal.” Chris replied with a smirk. “Now Mr Halliwell. I think that it is about time that we went out on a date...you gonna ask me out or what?”
The bluntness of this statement took Wyatt by surprise and he just stared open mouthed at Chris for a moment before breaking out into a smile. “Well Mr Perry. My family are going on a camping trip next weekend, so we will have the house to ourselves...how about I make a nice meal and then we got out to see a play or a film and then take a long walk along the beach...what do you think? Is that a good enough first date for you?”
Chris just smiles and leans forward for a kiss. Once they broke apart again he answered “I think that it sounds wonderful. I can’t wait.”
Wyatt couldn’t resist ruining the moment with one of his jokes...”So what would you prefer for our meal...Chinese or pizza?” Chris laughed at him and then left the room in search of a drink of water.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The day of the date arrived and Wyatt was nervous. Sure he has been dating Chris for a few months now, but they have never actually been on a date...unless you count family outings to the park, but they weren’t exactly alone then so...
Hearing the timer go off on the oven Wyatt quickly strolled over and pulled out the roast chicken (Chris’s favourite), his mothers recipe of course. He had surprised Chris earlier this morning with Breakfast in bed, complete with a red rose.
Chris was speechless as he was given his first treat of the day and then promptly smothered Wyatt with kisses. From the moment that he woke up Wyatt was full of surprises. When Chris came out of the bathroom after his shower he was met with a gorgeous new outfit laid out on his bed. A nice pair of jeans and a pale blue button up shirt. Attached to the new outfit was a note.
I hope you like the outfit.
Put it on and meet me downstairs, our date starts now.
P.S I love you.
Wyatt
X X X
The letter caused tears to pool in the brunette’s eyes. He quickly donned his clothes and ran down the stairs to meet Wyatt. When he saw the blonde he was pacing in the living room, clearly anxious to see his reaction to the clothes and the letter. Instead of speaking Chris Ran into the room and jumped into Wyatt’s arms.
Startled Wyatt was barely able to catch his boyfriend and stop them both for tumbling down to the floor. He laughed as Chris wrapped his legs tighter around his waist t and his arms further around his neck, burying his face into the crook of his neck. “Thank you.” He murmured before he kissed the exposed neck and caused a pleased sigh to escape Wyatt’s lips.
“I am glad I chose the right thing then, and may I say you look absolutely stunning in that.” Chris just giggled and then untangled himself so that he could stand on his own feet in front of the blonde.
“You can say that anytime that you like...but I prefer to hear those three little words that you wrote in your letter.” He added playfully.
Wyatt decided to play along. “And what words were those. ‘Meet me downstairs’.”
Chris playfully slapped his shoulder and said the words that Wyatt never tires of hearing. “I....love....you.” Chris said as he absently curled a piece of Wyatt’s hair between his fingers and leant in for a kiss.
The kiss seemed to have last a lifetime, but when they pulled away they both felt the loss of it. “I love you.” Wyatt kept muttering as he peppered Chris’s faces with kisses. Chris just smiled.
When they were finally able to pull themselves away from each other Wyatt produced a blindfold and convinced Chris to wear it. Wyatt’s heart soared when Chris needed no encouragement to place the material over his eyes, the blind faith that Chris had in him was enough to make him fight back tears, especially after the traumatic life that he has lived.
True to his word Wyatt had planned everything out for the day. For hours on end he orbed them around the world to exotic and romantic places, and at each stop he purchased or took a memento for this special occasion. (In Egypt he took a vial of sand, in Paris he bought a snow globe with the Eiffel tower inside etc.) By the end of the day Chris had over twelve small gifts to cherish.
Now Wyatt was finishing off dinner after sending Chris upstairs to take a relaxing bath. At the moment he was setting the table, a single lit candle in the middle of the table and some romantic music playing in the background. He smiled to himself as he looked onto his masterpiece. Now for the Piece De Resistance... he needed Chris.
It had been three days since Chris returned home with his wound and the family were still fussing over him. It was driving him INSANE!!
“Wyatt!” Chris shouted in frustration as Wyatt began fussing over him again one the third morning after the ordeal.
“What?” He answered innocently...too innocently.
“Wyatt, you know that I am almost fully healed now...there is no more pain...and No I am not hungry and No I am not thirsty and No I do not want a massage although I may take you up on that offer later. So how about you tone down the fussing a little bit.” He asked hopefully.
Wyatt just sighed and slumped down onto the bed. “Chris you have to understand. I was sooo scared...I thought that you were going to die and now that I have you back and there is no chance of you up and dying on me at the moment...I want to show you how much I love you and spoil you rotten...and...” the rest of the sentence was cut off by Chris’s lips meeting his in a bruising kiss.
Pulling away Chris panted heavily trying to get his breath back. Wyatt was in a similar state. “I love you Wyatt.” Chris murmured as he was pulled into a cuddle.
“I love you too Chris.” Chris closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
“Wyatt I think that we need to talk about what happened?” Wyatt sighed deeply and then nodded. “Wyatt...I get that you were scared for me but...you have to understand that this is my job...just like your job is being the twice blessed...we both face danger everyday but we survive...”
“But this was different Chris!” Wyatt yelled out frustrated. “We are able to heal each other...you can’t. I had to watch you suffer in pain and I can’t help but wonder if it would have happened if I had been there or not.”
“Wyatt we don’t know what would have happened if you were there. It’s in the past. We can’t change it. What we can do is move forward and compromise. How about this? I promise to NEVER go out slaying by myself and to always have someone there who can orb me out if there becomes a problem...BUT I only agree to this is you agree to the same...NEVER go out on a vanquish by yourself.”
Wyatt smiled at Chris and then placed a kiss on his forehead. “I think that that is a good plan. So we have a deal?”
“Yes we have a deal.” Chris replied with a smirk. “Now Mr Halliwell. I think that it is about time that we went out on a date...you gonna ask me out or what?”
The bluntness of this statement took Wyatt by surprise and he just stared open mouthed at Chris for a moment before breaking out into a smile. “Well Mr Perry. My family are going on a camping trip next weekend, so we will have the house to ourselves...how about I make a nice meal and then we got out to see a play or a film and then take a long walk along the beach...what do you think? Is that a good enough first date for you?”
Chris just smiles and leans forward for a kiss. Once they broke apart again he answered “I think that it sounds wonderful. I can’t wait.”
Wyatt couldn’t resist ruining the moment with one of his jokes...”So what would you prefer for our meal...Chinese or pizza?” Chris laughed at him and then left the room in search of a drink of water.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The day of the date arrived and Wyatt was nervous. Sure he has been dating Chris for a few months now, but they have never actually been on a date...unless you count family outings to the park, but they weren’t exactly alone then so...
Hearing the timer go off on the oven Wyatt quickly strolled over and pulled out the roast chicken (Chris’s favourite), his mothers recipe of course. He had surprised Chris earlier this morning with Breakfast in bed, complete with a red rose.
Chris was speechless as he was given his first treat of the day and then promptly smothered Wyatt with kisses. From the moment that he woke up Wyatt was full of surprises. When Chris came out of the bathroom after his shower he was met with a gorgeous new outfit laid out on his bed. A nice pair of jeans and a pale blue button up shirt. Attached to the new outfit was a note.
I hope you like the outfit.
Put it on and meet me downstairs, our date starts now.
P.S I love you.
Wyatt
X X X
The letter caused tears to pool in the brunette’s eyes. He quickly donned his clothes and ran down the stairs to meet Wyatt. When he saw the blonde he was pacing in the living room, clearly anxious to see his reaction to the clothes and the letter. Instead of speaking Chris Ran into the room and jumped into Wyatt’s arms.
Startled Wyatt was barely able to catch his boyfriend and stop them both for tumbling down to the floor. He laughed as Chris wrapped his legs tighter around his waist t and his arms further around his neck, burying his face into the crook of his neck. “Thank you.” He murmured before he kissed the exposed neck and caused a pleased sigh to escape Wyatt’s lips.
“I am glad I chose the right thing then, and may I say you look absolutely stunning in that.” Chris just giggled and then untangled himself so that he could stand on his own feet in front of the blonde.
“You can say that anytime that you like...but I prefer to hear those three little words that you wrote in your letter.” He added playfully.
Wyatt decided to play along. “And what words were those. ‘Meet me downstairs’.”
Chris playfully slapped his shoulder and said the words that Wyatt never tires of hearing. “I....love....you.” Chris said as he absently curled a piece of Wyatt’s hair between his fingers and leant in for a kiss.
The kiss seemed to have last a lifetime, but when they pulled away they both felt the loss of it. “I love you.” Wyatt kept muttering as he peppered Chris’s faces with kisses. Chris just smiled.
When they were finally able to pull themselves away from each other Wyatt produced a blindfold and convinced Chris to wear it. Wyatt’s heart soared when Chris needed no encouragement to place the material over his eyes, the blind faith that Chris had in him was enough to make him fight back tears, especially after the traumatic life that he has lived.
True to his word Wyatt had planned everything out for the day. For hours on end he orbed them around the world to exotic and romantic places, and at each stop he purchased or took a memento for this special occasion. (In Egypt he took a vial of sand, in Paris he bought a snow globe with the Eiffel tower inside etc.) By the end of the day Chris had over twelve small gifts to cherish.
Now Wyatt was finishing off dinner after sending Chris upstairs to take a relaxing bath. At the moment he was setting the table, a single lit candle in the middle of the table and some romantic music playing in the background. He smiled to himself as he looked onto his masterpiece. Now for the Piece De Resistance... he needed Chris.