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So I thought 'Hey it's Wesley/Charles Wednesday -- the first ever! -- and I want to do something' so I went ahead and asked you guys if any of you wanted some Wes/Charles in your ask. I didn't so many of you to actually say yes. I did assume two of you (coughniepjcough) would and you did but then I was surprised by so many others. So without further ado I give you all the fics in:
Nie's one - A Kid Fic
He hates them. Hates them all. They're all big poopieheads. With their stupid fancy nicknames and their stupid friendships. He could be the bestest friend ever. The best. If they only gave him a chance. He wipes his face with his sleeve, sniffling, and hugs his knees to his chest. He stays like this until Wes finds him, Wes has smudges of dirt and blood across his face. Wes swings an arm around Charles and pulls him close.
"Who needs 'em. You and me. That's all we need."
Charles smiles. "Yeah."
Papercutperfect's one. - the one where Wes is a mutant and Erik and Charles encounter him on their roadtrip (ps Wesley is one jealous mouse)
Oh no. This was going to end badly. He just knew it. "Erik, perhaps we could move on to the next mutant?"
Erik looks at him once before focusing on the road. "Why? Did you catch a thought?"
Charles squirms in his seat. "Not exactly." Erik raises an eyebrow. "It's just --" he doesn't get to finish his sentence as a bullet shoots through the driver's window. It's only Erik's control that saves him. Charles swears up a storm.
'Hello little brother.'
Erik stretches his fingers, searching.
'Are you insane Wesley?!' He feels Wesley's amusement. Erik is pulling now. 'He's an angry one isn't he?'
Charles resists the urge to sigh. 'Wesley. Why are you --'
'You're mine.' Charles huffs. Erik doesn't spare him a glance instead he pulls hard and Wesley's car comes straight for them. Wesley is grinning wide as he aims his gun at Erik. Charles is hit hard with Erik's shock.
Tiere's one - The high school AU one even if it is just Charles taking care of Wes
"CHARLIE!"
The scream of his name causes him to fall out of his bed (well /their/ bed but that wasn't important right now) in a tangled heap. He scrambles out of his blanket, that trips his legs which sends him flying out of his doorway and into the wall. "Mmph." he stumbles to his feet and runs to the source of the scream. He skids to a halt at the kitchen door. Wesley is standing on a chair, squirming, looking absolutely terrified.
"Kill it! Kill it!"
It was a spider.
A daddylonglegs.
He gives Wesley a reassuring smile and scoops up the spider and lets it out through the kitchen window. He turns back to Wesley. Who is still standing on the chair, looking nervous.
"It's not coming back? It's safe?"
Charles shakes his head fondly, takes Wesley's hands and helps him off the chair and then pulls him into a hug. "Yes, it won't hurt you Wes," He presses a kiss to Wesley's forehead "I promise." Wesley hugs him tightly then lets him go. He smiles.
"Now if that's all I'd like to go back my nap, big Maths test tomorrow." Wesley nods, grinning sheepishly then quickly kisses Charles's cheek.
"Thanks."
Charles hugs him one more time then goes back to his nap.
Talia's one - The Vampire AU Where Charles is a savvy motherfucker. And Wes just wants Charles to himself.
They were born together. They lived together. They died together. They were reborn together. They were turned the first of January 1920, at the strike of midnight. It had been five decades and two years since then. The bar is buzzing with life. They sit together in the far corner, huddled close.
"She looks like fun."
He tries not to pout. "Must we do this tonight?"
Charles looks at him, leans in close so that if he leaned in they would kiss. "Would you rather we leave? Take delight in each others company?" Charles's eyes are bright with excitement and arousal. Charles licks his lips. "Or would you rather I take you in the alley where anyone could walk by and see?" He shivers at Charles's words and he wants that desperately. Charles smirks. "At least with her it would not be questioned."
He lets out a whine, and clutches at Charles hand. Charles is composed, calm and Charles squeezes his hand once before standing and walking away, to that girl. He wants to scream and kill. But most of all he wants Charles. It is only a few minutes before Charles returns with the girl -- he was going to rip her throat open -- she looks nervous for all the wrong reasons.
"--And I'd like you to meet my brother Wesley. I'm sure we are going to have lots of fun with each other."
They leave the bar together. They take the girl home together. They fuck the girl together. They drink the girl's blood together. They kill the girl together. They stay together.
Seitou's one - Apocalypse AU
Charles is running. Running as fast as he can. If he's caught, he's dead. Simple as that. So he runs. Runs as fast as his legs can carry him. It's only instinct that causes him to fling his body back so he can slide on his knees and under the Infected. It is only luck that he doesn't trip and get torn to shreds. It is his bad luck that he gets cornered in a one way alleyway. It's his lucky stars that a bullet goes straight through the Infected's head, gaining him another day in this hell. He scrambles up the rope that is thrown down and once on the roof, throws himself onto Wesley, kissing him harshly, desperately and through tears. Wesley kisses back just as desperate. They break away, choking on sobs and laughs. They take each other's hands and hold on tight, determined to not let go. Then they run. Together they run as fast as their legs can carry them. Trapped in a burned world.
Lunac7's one - The modern AU with a hint of NCIS crossover.
Charles stumbles into their apartment and manages to resist the urge to just fall onto the tiled floor. Instead he makes it to the couch. That's when his exhaustion takes hold and pulls him under. He doesn't wake. When he does wake it has been a full day and before he can panic he spots Wesley leaning against the wall, watching him. Wesley holds a hand up, halting any words that Charles was going to say.
"I called your work, threatened to break their legs if that didn't allow you one day off then I threatened to burn down their building if they didn't stop running you into the ground."
Charles was horrified, amused and very touched by Wesley's actions. "I'm going lose my job."
Wesley shrugs. "Who cares? That place is shit anyway, come work with me."
Charles shakes his head fondly. "The top law firm in Washington DC is not shit. And I don't think your NCIS buddies would appreciate an ex-lawyer joining their ranks. Isn't one of Gibbs's rules not to trust lawyers?"
Wesley rolls his eyes. "Fuck Gibbs. I'm sick of seeing you so rundown. Half the time you look like death is looming over your head. It can't be healthy!"
Charles stands and walks over to Wesley. He pulls him into a tight hug, giving him a quick kiss. "Thank-you for your concern but I'll be fine."
Wesley scoffs but pulls Charles closer. It isn't until Charles's boss turns to be a serial killer and tries to kill him and the rest of his firm that Wesley all but forces Charles to quit and work with Abby Scituo instead. Charles is a little annoyed at Wesley's overprotective antics but he has to admit he has always loved science better.
PJ's one - The Inception Crossover
Charles looks down at Wesley's head that rests in his lap. He strokes Wesley's hair, smiling. A cough snaps Charles's attention back to the matter at hand. He smiles sheepishly.
"I apologise, but could you repeat the question?"
Charles watches as Arthur look at Eames, he looks at them and wonders if he looks at Wesley the way they look at each other. It is Eames who answers his question.
"Three levels. Inception. Threat of limbo. Think you two can handle that?"
It is Wesley that answers. "What the fuck do you think?"
Charles flicks Wesley's forehead, Wesley swats at Charles's hand.
"What my, darling, Wesley means is of course we can."
Arthur speaks next, his tone demands no bullshit. "Do either of you have any shades?"
Wesley scoffs. "Is this because of that fucker Cobb?"
Arthur stares Wesley down, Charles feels a wave of protectiveness hit him, Eames just laughs.
"Wesley doesn't have one. I do," Arthur's harsh glare turns on him. "She is nothing to worry about. She is actually quite helpful."
Charles watches as Eames places a hand on Arthur's knee. When he speaks he speaks to Charles even though he doesn't stop looking at Arthur. "Raven right? I've heard of her. Reason I asked Arthur to contact you two."
Arthur turns his focus away from Charles and onto Eames. "You didn't tell me that was the reason."
Eames shrugs with a grin "Oh I was sure I said that, ah well. Now you know. No harm done."
Wesley rolls his eyes. "Fuckers."
Charles leans forward to kiss Wesley's forehead. "Hush you."
Wesley grins and steals a kiss.
If it bothers Arthur and Eames, they don't voice it.