NUMB3RS Drabbles
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M through R › NUMB3RS
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
7,824
Reviews:
7
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Currently Reading:
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For Real
Title: For Real
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: PG-13 (Light Kissing included)
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 587
Warning: Incest
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Summary: Charlie doesn’t want Don to touch him anymore.
Author's Notes: My first FF written for the #1 LAST challenge at numb3rsflashfic.
Don comes nearer and nearer, and makes Charlie back away. He doesn’t want Don to touch him right now, especially not kiss him. This is not the right time. He jumps when he suddenly can feel the wall behind him. He can go no further. Trapped. And Don still keeps on walking right towards Charlie. Wide-eyed he watches as Don presses his lips gently against Charlie’s. No tongue, just pure lips on lips, soft and tender. Charlie is amazed by that sudden gesture, knowing that Don likes it the hard way usually. He doesn’t know though why he is so afraid of Don at this very moment. The last nights have been so wonderful, so intimate, they got to know each other better, learned where to touch each other, to nibble, to lick, to kiss. Until...
“Don’t.”, Charlie mutters quietly against Don’s mouth. “Please.”
And indeed Don stops. He steps back and looks at Charlie, curious, nervous, even a bit shock glittering in his eyes.
“What’s wrong, Charlie? You’re not feeling well?”, Don asks worriedly and stretches out an arm to pat his brother on the shoulder.
“Don’t!”, Charlie screams out and avoids Don’s hand by pushing himself away from the wall so that he’s standing in the middle of the living room again. “Don’t touch me!”
Don’s eyes show signs and hints of complete confusion. “Charlie! What’s the matter?” And while Charlie widens the distance even more between them, Don keeps on shouting questions and orders at him.
“Tell me! What’s bothering you? I wanna know why my brother won’t let me touch him anymore! Now!”
Charlie swallows hard, thinking over his situation, trying to make out if it is the best solution to tell Don what really happened last night. But it’s too late for Don has lost his patience and with a few quick steps he reaches Charlie and grabs him tightly at his shoulders.
“Just tell me, Charlie!” Don’s serious and loud voice fills the room. “I need to know! You can’t go on like this forever! You have to talk sooner or-“
“You said it!”, it pops out of Charlie’s mouth. Don is forced to stare into his little brother’s tear covered face. “You said it! Why did you say it?”
Charlie is being released of Don’s grip, which makes him fall to his knees. Too weak to stand strong.
“We were brothers, buddies so far, but last night... last night changed it all! You said...You...”
His voice breaks, unable to speak on.
“Yes, I did.”, comes the surprising answer. “And I am not regretting it.”
Charlie looks up and finds that Don is kneeling next to him on the floor.
“It didn’t just... This has not been just a phrase?”, Charlie asks in disbelief, his voice very low.
“No. It was for real. Last night changed my life. I felt you so intensively like never before, I enjoyed so much being with you, Charlie. Just your name on my tongue...” He pauses shortly before he speaks on. “I am aware of the fact that I have shocked you. But I thought you felt the same way about me. And if I was wrong, I apologize.”
All at once Charlie’s hand reaches out for Don’s cheek, cupping it, brushing his thumb gently over the stubbles on his brother’s face. He stops crying, instead his eyes are glittering with hope.
“No. I am sorry.”, he says suddenly, still with a tearful and hoarse voice.
“For what?”
“For not saying: I love you, too.”
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: PG-13 (Light Kissing included)
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 587
Warning: Incest
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Summary: Charlie doesn’t want Don to touch him anymore.
Author's Notes: My first FF written for the #1 LAST challenge at numb3rsflashfic.
Don comes nearer and nearer, and makes Charlie back away. He doesn’t want Don to touch him right now, especially not kiss him. This is not the right time. He jumps when he suddenly can feel the wall behind him. He can go no further. Trapped. And Don still keeps on walking right towards Charlie. Wide-eyed he watches as Don presses his lips gently against Charlie’s. No tongue, just pure lips on lips, soft and tender. Charlie is amazed by that sudden gesture, knowing that Don likes it the hard way usually. He doesn’t know though why he is so afraid of Don at this very moment. The last nights have been so wonderful, so intimate, they got to know each other better, learned where to touch each other, to nibble, to lick, to kiss. Until...
“Don’t.”, Charlie mutters quietly against Don’s mouth. “Please.”
And indeed Don stops. He steps back and looks at Charlie, curious, nervous, even a bit shock glittering in his eyes.
“What’s wrong, Charlie? You’re not feeling well?”, Don asks worriedly and stretches out an arm to pat his brother on the shoulder.
“Don’t!”, Charlie screams out and avoids Don’s hand by pushing himself away from the wall so that he’s standing in the middle of the living room again. “Don’t touch me!”
Don’s eyes show signs and hints of complete confusion. “Charlie! What’s the matter?” And while Charlie widens the distance even more between them, Don keeps on shouting questions and orders at him.
“Tell me! What’s bothering you? I wanna know why my brother won’t let me touch him anymore! Now!”
Charlie swallows hard, thinking over his situation, trying to make out if it is the best solution to tell Don what really happened last night. But it’s too late for Don has lost his patience and with a few quick steps he reaches Charlie and grabs him tightly at his shoulders.
“Just tell me, Charlie!” Don’s serious and loud voice fills the room. “I need to know! You can’t go on like this forever! You have to talk sooner or-“
“You said it!”, it pops out of Charlie’s mouth. Don is forced to stare into his little brother’s tear covered face. “You said it! Why did you say it?”
Charlie is being released of Don’s grip, which makes him fall to his knees. Too weak to stand strong.
“We were brothers, buddies so far, but last night... last night changed it all! You said...You...”
His voice breaks, unable to speak on.
“Yes, I did.”, comes the surprising answer. “And I am not regretting it.”
Charlie looks up and finds that Don is kneeling next to him on the floor.
“It didn’t just... This has not been just a phrase?”, Charlie asks in disbelief, his voice very low.
“No. It was for real. Last night changed my life. I felt you so intensively like never before, I enjoyed so much being with you, Charlie. Just your name on my tongue...” He pauses shortly before he speaks on. “I am aware of the fact that I have shocked you. But I thought you felt the same way about me. And if I was wrong, I apologize.”
All at once Charlie’s hand reaches out for Don’s cheek, cupping it, brushing his thumb gently over the stubbles on his brother’s face. He stops crying, instead his eyes are glittering with hope.
“No. I am sorry.”, he says suddenly, still with a tearful and hoarse voice.
“For what?”
“For not saying: I love you, too.”