#but this is doing SOMEHTING. to me. i mean for me 👀

[c4tto626]

"It's always something. Funny how that didn't make the print."

[angstyaches]

If you are taking drabble ideas👀 something angsty with Charlie and Shayne with “Are you okay? You don’t look okay.” ? Just an idea. (Not me being hit by lightning whenever I see you are about to write somehting🙈) @writing-whump

June Drabbles 2024

Thank you, Sol!! It's definitely more of a short fic than a drabble.

Word Count: 1,277

CW: anxiety, fear, nausea.

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“Shayne!” Charlie yelped.

Before Shayne could turn his head to see what was wrong, he felt Charlie’s hand slap against his stomach. His jacket was grabbed and given a rough pull, dragging him back from the edge of the path just as a motorbike whizzed past.

Shayne saw the red pedestrian light then. A truck flew through the crossing, blurring his vision, and his knees felt weak.

He had thought that seeing Charlie would have put an end to the nervous energy that had been building inside his body over the past few weeks, but it turned out that being in the presence of the thing that you spent twenty hours a day worrying about and four hours a night having stress dreams about did very little to soothe the nerves. Butterflies should have swooped in and relieved the knots in his stomach once Charlie was by his side, but apparently, it was possible for a stomach to twist and flutter all at the same time.

“Are you okay?” Charlie was still gripping Shayne’s jacket with both hands. He was eyeing Shayne up and down, and not in the drinking-in-him kind of way that usually followed their reunions. “Because you don’t look okay, and you almost just flung yourself into traffic –”

“Sorry. I’m sorry.”

Charlie's mouth gaped, as though he couldn't believe that that was all Shayne had to say in response, but he said nothing.

Shayne shifted his feet, lining the toes of his boots up alongside the edge of the concrete. His heart was hammering in his ears, but he could barely hear it over the constant background roar of the traffic.

“Still not used to the city.”

“Yeah! Clearly." Charlie's hands hovered as he let go of Shayne's jacket. "What, do you just never leave the house unless I’m visiting?”

Shayne turned his face away from Charlie and flexed his jaw, breathing hard through a swell of nausea.

"They're still keeping you cooped up?" Charlie hummed uneasily. "That kind of sucks."

Across the street, the red standing figure switched to a green walking one. The colours seemed to blur and sway when Shayne blinked.

“Light’s green,” he mumbled, but Charlie didn’t move, so neither did he.

Charlie tilted his head so that Shayne’s couldn’t dodge eye contact for a couple of seconds. Fuck, Charlie was so pretty. His eyes were an even deeper shade of blue than Shayne had remembered. But they were so full of worry.

Next thing he knew, Shayne felt a hand rest against his temple, then brush across his forehead. Another surge of adrenaline almost tugged Shayne’s legs from under him.

“Seriously. You don’t look good,” Charlie frowned. “Your eyes are all glassy.”

“I’m fine. Just…” His mouth was dry, but Shayne tried to swallow. He couldn’t bear the concern in Charlie’s eyes, not on top of everything else, so he dropped his gaze again. If the tightness in his throat would have let him, he’d have tried harder to explain how being in the middle of the city, just a speck in a flat, noisy sea of people, made him feel. And how much worse it was that Charlie was here too, in the very same position. Exposed. Vulnerable.

“It feels weird,” he said quietly to the pavement. "Being out here."

He felt Charlie's gaze still pinning him, and his stomach twisted.

"It's not Ryan and Nancy who keep me in the house," Shayne said. "It's me. It feels... safer."

“That’s – oh.” Charlie turned to face the road again. He absently reached out to press the crossing button. “I – I mean, I offered to meet you at Ryan’s. We could have just hung out there.”

“Oh, yeah, sure,” Shayne said through his teeth. The fact that a few other people had wandered up and were waiting for the lights to change did his anxiety no favours. “So you could spend the entire day feeling like shit because of Nancy’s magic. Sounds like a great time.”

“And this is better?” Charlie was obviously not as concerned by the presence of strangers as Shayne was because he did not lower his voice at all. His eyes darted gently back and forth between Shayne’s, the creases between his eyebrows never easing up. “Lovely, it was bad enough a minute ago when I thought you were sick, but you’re this nervous..."

“I’m not – I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine, I’m…” Shayne rubbed his hands over his face and tried to catch a breath. It also didn’t hurt that he could hide his expression from Charlie for a few seconds, because holy fuck, those eyes were torturing him in ways he couldn’t explain. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I just –” 

“I-I think…” Shayne inhaled sharply. Stupid trembling. It wasn’t fair for him to be the one who broke down.

He lowered his hands and gulped once more around the knot in his oesophagus. The sidewalk was empty again, aside from the two of them; they had missed another turn of the lights, the little red figure returning to tell them to continue staying put.

“I think I need to go home. By myself.”

Charlie opened his mouth and let out a sound like he'd been punched. "What do you mean?"

“I know you came all the way here to see me, and I really needed – I really wanted to see you. I love you, I love you so fucking much that it hurts, it physically hurts me when we’re apart, but being together puts you in danger, and that’s worse, and if being apart from you means you’re safe, then – then that’s fine.” Shayne winced and shook his head as the reality of his own words struck him like a fist to the gut. “No, it’s not fine, it fucking sucks, but it’s – it’s better. It’s better, isn’t it, Charlie?”

“Stop.”

Shayne looked up. He hadn’t even realised he’d been staring down at his and Charlie’s shoes on the concrete.

“Stop. Protecting. Me,” Charlie said. “I know that’s the real reason you left. I – I hate to say it out loud because it makes me sound like a self-centred prick, but I know it’s the real reason you do a lot of the things you do.”

He knows. He knows. It was as though a line running through Shayne’s brain had just been fed a little slack after being pulled taut for a long time. His shoulders sagged a little along with it, and the muscles in his jaws started to tremble beneath his skin.

A sad smile tugged at one side of Charlie’s face, his eyes brightening with tears. “Correct me if I’m wrong and if I am just a self-centred prick.”

“You’re… You’re not.”

“But you did it. I’m safe, sweetheart. It’s done, and you can…” Charlie paused, letting out a sigh as Shayne dropped his forehead against his chest. He cupped a hand against the back of Shayne’s head. “You can stop now. You can let yourself stop.”

I don’t know how. Shayne felt the last of his defenses shrivel way under the gentle fingers that were now tugging their way through his curls. His hands found Charlie’s waist and he curled his fingers into the folds of his hoodie. And yet all that had been fueling him since he'd tried to break away from Madelyn's control still curdled in the pit of his stomach.

I don’t know how to stop.

The lights must have changed again, because car engines whirred in place, and footsteps clicked off the edge of the path and onto the road. Charlie didn’t move, so Shayne didn’t either.

I don't know if I can.

[someone-worth-racing-for]

I just reread your story “the day I fell in love with a f1 driver”🥰 I feel like this story is soo underrated. Absolutely perfect in every way. I forgot how much I love it😍

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