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[bunnysnuff]

Being in a ‘V’ relationship with Nick and Charlie. (Pt2)

Pairing: Nick Nelson x F!reader. Charlie Spring x F!reader (Platonic).

Triggers: Poly 'V' relationship, talks about mental health, Fluff, talks of platonic and romantic relationships. Idk let me know if I've missed any :D.

Note: this relationship with Charlie is PLATONIC ONLY. I will only write Charlie as a gay man as that is what the characters sexual orientation is. Also this is based on season 2 in Paris bc season 2 has my heart forever and ever.

In a poly V relationship, there are three individuals involved: one person who is romantically or sexually involved with two others who are not directly involved with each other. (Source)

Request.

Nick takes on the role of the enthusiastic tour guide, excitedly leading you and Charlie around Paris. He wants to make sure both of you have the best time, and he balances his attention between the two of you. His joy is contagious, making you both laugh as he stumbles over French phrases and gets overly excited about everything from the Eiffel Tower to street crepes.

Charlie is more relaxed and takes in the beauty of Paris quietly, often letting Nick do most of the talking. He enjoys walking through the streets with you both, comfortable in the quiet moments as well as the louder ones. There’s something peaceful about being in a foreign city where he feels less pressure to fit in.

You love how Nick’s excitement contrasts with Charlie’s quiet appreciation. It creates a perfect balance as you explore the city together, and you often find yourself capturing candid photos of them both, smiling and enjoying the moment.

Nick makes sure to carve out special moments for you both. One evening, he takes you to a quiet café for a romantic dinner, just the two of you, where you share food and talk under the glow of string lights. Afterward, he brings you back to meet up with Charlie, who’s had some solo time, and the three of you sit by the Seine, laughing and watching the boats drift by.

Charlie and Nick have their own special moments too. One night, you suggest that they go for a late-night walk together, giving them time alone to connect and enjoy the beauty of Paris by night. You’re happy knowing they get to share that intimate time, and you later hear about how they talked about their future together, with Charlie feeling safe and loved by Nick.

Nick insists on visiting all the iconic landmarks, dragging both you and Charlie to the top of the Eiffel Tower, to the Louvre, and along the Champs-Élysées. Charlie is less interested in the touristy spots, but he goes along because he enjoys seeing Nick so happy. He occasionally rolls his eyes at how excited Nick gets but always does it with a small smile.

You enjoy the mix of iconic landmarks and quieter spots. On one particularly relaxing day, you and Charlie find a cozy bookshop to browse while Nick runs around snapping photos. It’s a perfect balance—Nick getting his high-energy sightseeing fix, while you and Charlie enjoy the quiet, intellectual side of the city.

One of the highlights of the trip is having a picnic in Jardin des Tuileries. Nick is in charge of gathering food, coming back with baguettes, cheese, pastries, and wine. The three of you spread out a blanket in the grass, enjoying the warm weather.

Charlie leans against Nick as the two of them share quiet, tender moments, while you soak up the atmosphere and enjoy the scenery. There’s no rush, just a calm day with the three of you enjoying each other's company.

You often catch Nick glancing at both you and Charlie with that loving smile, clearly happy to have you both by his side in such a romantic setting.

Nick is open and affectionate with both you and Charlie, holding hands with each of you at different times throughout the trip. When it’s just you and him, Nick is romantic and sweet, taking advantage of the Parisian setting to kiss you in front of famous landmarks or share quiet moments in hidden gardens.

Charlie, while more reserved, also appreciates these moments. Though he’s not romantically involved with you, he has developed a deep bond with you over the course of the trip. Sometimes, the three of you sit together in comfortable silence, Charlie leaning against Nick and you resting your head on Nick’s shoulder, enjoying the warmth of your closeness.

You and Charlie have formed a friendship that's based on mutual respect and understanding, and even though Charlie doesn’t show affection in the same way Nick does, he’s come to appreciate your presence in Nick’s life.

When the three of you explore crowded areas, like Montmartre or the Louvre, Nick naturally positions himself between you and Charlie, making sure neither of you gets lost in the crowd. He’s protective and attentive, always holding onto one of your hands or making sure Charlie feels comfortable.

Charlie hates crowds, and Nick is sensitive to this, often checking in to make sure he’s okay. When Charlie needs a breather, Nick will gently suggest finding a quieter spot, where you all can regroup and relax. You’re more than happy to follow their lead, as you’ve learned to read Charlie’s cues and support him when he needs space.

Nick tries so hard to speak French, but sometimes it goes hilariously wrong. He’ll attempt to order food or ask for directions, and while his enthusiasm is adorable, his grammar often leaves locals confused. Charlie, who’s secretly been learning French, occasionally steps in to help, though he finds Nick’s attempts endearing.

You love the way Nick’s attempts at French bring out a softer side of Charlie, who enjoys teasing Nick about his pronunciation but also appreciates how hard Nick tries. It’s a running joke throughout the trip, and you often join in on the fun, making Nick laugh at his own mistakes.

Nick loves trying new things, so he insists on sampling French cuisine, from escargot to crepes. Charlie, on the other hand, is a bit pickier, and you find yourself siding with him when Nick tries to get you both to eat something a little too adventurous.

One night, the three of you stumble across a small local concert. While Nick pulls Charlie into a dance, you watch, feeling warm inside at how well the dynamic works. Later, when the music slows, Nick pulls you in for a dance too, while Charlie sits back and enjoys watching his two favorite people in the world have fun.

When it’s just you and Nick, he’s completely focused on you, making sure you feel just as special as Charlie. The two of you spend some mornings wandering through Paris’s quieter streets, holding hands and stopping for croissants at small cafés. He’s attentive, making sure these moments feel intimate and romantic.

You often find yourself talking about how the relationship works, appreciating how open Nick is about balancing his feelings for you and Charlie. It reassures you that he’s fully committed to both relationships, and it deepens your bond.

As the trip comes to an end, Nick feels nostalgic, not wanting the magical time in Paris to end. You and Charlie both comfort him, assuring him that the memories you’ve made will stay with you forever.

The trip strengthens all of your bonds. You leave Paris feeling more connected to Nick, knowing that while he shares something unique with Charlie, the relationship you have with him is equally as important.

[girlkisser13]

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[jeonchry]

To spend everyday with you ♡

notes: a lazy sunday with your boyfriend, Nick, and you couldn’t ask for more.

genre/trope: fluff, golden retriever reference 🐶

pairings: Nick Nelson (Kit Connor) x reader

(a/n): i’m back with a very short imagine of Kit Connor who’ll be referred to as Nick as in the series Heartstopper because he is my absolute favorite character in the show ❤️ enjoy~

You’re in the midst of playful giggles and teasings, rolling around on the bed with your boyfriend, Nick, when he abruptly man-handles you on top of him and stops to stare at your face.

“You’re so…” Nick mutters under his breath and pauses for a moment. Then his fingers travel up to your forehead to move your messy bangs out of your face.

He looks into your eyes for a moment longer.

“What?”

You respond with a chuckle, barely able to hold his gaze. You pretend to be indifferent to his intent stare though it’s pretty obvious that you’re deeply flustered; that every little thing he does churns your tummy with excitement and makes your heart feel whole.

And each time, you fall even harder for him — if that’s even possible.

“You’re such an idiot.”

A playful smirk forms on his lips when he finishes his sentence and you both burst out into a fit of hysteria. You roll your eyes jokingly at him.

“Oh really? I guess you’re into idiots then hm?”

You challenge.

“Not really. No.”

He retorts, a smirk still playing on his lips,

“But there’s one exception.”

He adds and the sides of his lips go up, forming a gentle smile. A gap of silence fills the room as his gaze begin to soften. He studies your face with his beautiful hazel brown eyes, whilst his free hand moves up from the sheets and laces itself into yours.

His gaze slowly shifts down to your lips and the smile on his face widens.

You feel your heart racing a little faster.

“I might want to kiss you right now.”

He whispers softly, his lips an inch away from yours as you tighten your grip on his hoodie.

A nervous chuckle escapes your lips before he slides his other hand behind your head and tenderly pulls you closer to his face.

“I’m going to kiss you.”

He repeats himself, his eyes gently looking up at you to see your reaction. You nod your head feebly and then slightly tilt your head to the side, locking eyes with him.

“Did I ever tell you you look like a golden retriever?”

You utter out of the blue.

He freezes for a moment and then raises a brow.

“That..” he titters, “That was so random.” He breaks into a full-on hearty laughter, throwing his head back in the process. “You’re such… you’re such an idiot.” He says in between laughs.

“I know I—”

You begin to cackle with laughter but your words are muffled by his lips softly pressing against yours.

Mm. The feeling of his lips; the feeling of Nick Nelson.

He inhales softly and pulls away.

“You’re an idiot but i love you.”

He pecks your lips gently again.

“Wrong. you love me because I’m an idiot.”

You tease, your chin resting against the fabric of his hoodie over his chest as you glance up at him innocently. He shakes his head with a broad smile spread across his lips and you feel the tips of his fingers gently stroking your head behind your ear.

“I love you.”

He whispers, leaning in to kiss you on the lips again. Only, it’s longer this time and more passionate.

“Me too.. so so much.”

You have a million things to say in your chest — if only you weren’t so overwhelmed with love for this beautiful being before you — but that’s all you manage to sputter.

He throws you a smile again and your heart sighs.

Oh. If only.

You return his smile with one of your own and drape your arms around his huge physique.

If only I could spend everyday like this with you.

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[gldnstrngs]

i have so many Thoughts… nick and charlie are merthur in another life where they got to be happy :(

(if anyone has any fic recommendation of something like this or heartstopper!merthur pls link i NEED this)

[bonesandchalamet]

one room, one us - k.connor

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requested: y- “I almost immediately want to put forward the “only one hotel room left and it’s only got one bed” trope for a Kit Connor request 🫢 friends to lovers of course 🫡”

pairing: kit connor x reader — please message me if I used any pronouns of she/her this is supposed to be gender neutral!

warnings: one room trope + mentions of making out (purely innocent kissing)

a/n: loved this request hope I did it justice xx

“I could’ve sworn it had two beds.” he stammers over his words, a light nervous chuckle falls off his lips. as you turn to face him, you see he’s as red as a lobster, embarrassed for his mistake on the booking error, “I swear. y/n, im sorry.”

“kit,” you warn him giving a pointed look that he knows too well. he shouldn’t be apologizing considering you’re long time friends, but he is. sharing a bed was like crossing a line in his book, and he wasn’t quite sure your friendship was at that level of mattress sharing and blanket tugging.

“don’t apologize, I’m sure I can find another room—“

“you can’t. the place is sold out, and I’d offer my bed, but I promised tobbie he could share with me.” joe peaks his head in from the conjoining room, tobbie’s head appears atop of his with a simple frown for your sorrows, but truth be told, you couldn’t be too mad about sharing a bed with kit. he’s a dear friend for Christ sakes not a stranger with a filthy disease.

“honestly, it’s okay. we can make due right? just build a wall of pillows! it’ll be all good.” you offer your best smile to three boys who nod in agreement with your words. it’ll all be fine. except will it? you’ve never passed sharing a blanket or a bag of chips on the sofa, this could really change things— or maybe you’re just classically overthinking that this could ruin or change the course of your friendship.

—

“so I like to sleep on that side.” kit nudges his head to the right. the side that’s closest to the clock and the charging outlets, it’s also currently the place you’re snuggled under the sheets in.

“well I got here first.” you poke at your tongue, but gladly move along per his request and allow your phone to stay on the nightstand leaving you two with nothing but a conversation.

“even joe knows I like this side.”

“well excuse me for missing this course in friendship, but you’ve never told me you’ve had a preference to sides.” you pull the comforter up close to your chin and settle in against the mattress once again, finding comfort after a long day.

travel and tourism of a new place had taken it out on you, kit, joe and tobbie so much so that your evening plans of late dinner and drinks had turned into laying in bed to order room service. exhaustion was just only an understatement of what you felt.

“you tired?” he whispers, the words hang in the air almost he didn’t say them. it takes you a whole minute to register he’s waiting for a response, and by the time you open one eye, he’s found himself cuddled up with one of the pillows that’s being used as a barrier.

“hey,” you flip over onto your side, his thick light blond eyelashes flicker up, his beautiful eyes staring into yours. you can feel your heart stop, your breath goes right in your throat as you try to remember the words you were going to say.

“do you think you can turn off the lights?” he mutters mimicking your position as well, comforter pulled up to under his chin with pleading puppy dog eyes, “I can’t reach it.”

you let out a breathy chuckle watching his eyes close again, “it’s on your preferred side.” you say poking his side earning a grimace from him.

he juts out his lower lip, opening his eyes again, he gives you his best sad puppy dog look that’s so convincing you reach over his body and flip off the light, “there you go your highness.”

“hey!” he gasps, sitting upright. you can’t see his eyes, but you’re sure they are about a centimeter away from popping out of their sockets. you can only make out so much of him, but what you do notice is he’s completely shirtless. an image your brain clearly must’ve ignored in the first place, but now can’t seem to erase it.

“I’m nothing but high maintenance.”

an innocent unconscious laughter escapes your lips as you can recall the times when kit might of been a bit more on the needier side of things, but you cover your lips with an invisible zipper making his playful anger grow.

“no! tell me this instant!” he gently presses a slight shove against your arms and discards one of the pillows used as a barrier. he moves closer to you resting his head against your shoulder, “if you don’t tell me I’ll just fall asleep right here.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.” the words fall out of your mouth before you can stop them, saliva fills your throat as you become to realize what you’ve just put in the air for him to settle with. maybe it was stupid, maybe it was wrong, but your feelings for kit were nothing but pure and right.

you could always feel his attraction towards you, and tonight, with only one bed and one hotel room left, it felt like someone was pulling you two together. someone or something was trying to push you two off the edge and into something more.

“what if I did this,” he sits up, index finger gently grazes your chin as he pulls your face towards him. time feels slow in this moment, his face inching closer your heart begging to jump out of your throat, its not until his lips are on yours when time seems to finally catch up.

his lips were like heaven. soft enough to melt you into his arms, and warm enough to send a heat wave through your body as you slide your tongue into his mouth.

he pulls away, a small gasp exiting his lips catching his breath, “so you don’t mind that?” he asks, a growing concern reaches his face that you can’t see, but your lips on his sends him the right message.

“look who’s high maintenance now,” he says in between kisses, a chuckle escapes his lips as you grab a fist full of his hair and pull his lips back onto yours.

“I’m only high maintenance with and for you, connor. it took you too long to kiss me.”

he throws his head back laughing as he collapses against the mattress, “just kiss me again, y/n.”

[bairdthereader]

There's one in every friend group (and we love them).

Bonus--Confused Nick is confused:

[heartstopperthoughts]

[melikes-reads]

Nick and Charlie watching the Doctor Who Christmas special at Christmas...

And not just any Christmas special, but The Runaway Bride.

The Doctor and Donna.

David Tennant and Catherine Tate at their finest.

Well done, Heartstopper.

Well done, indeed.

[broadwaybaby123]

Sickness - Kit Connor x gn!reader

Sickness

Kit Connor x gnreader

Warnings: Vomiting, use of F word, pet names, mention of having long hair

Other: Gender Neutral

I don’t own these photos!

A/n: Hi! So uh, this is my first imagine so if it’s terrible please tell me. If Kit Connor ever expresses that he isn’t comfortable with fanfictions then I will take this down immediately. Feedback is always appreciated, and requests are open. Thanks guys! Love you all xx ❤️ Also, credits to Bellamysdadhumor on Wattpad for writing an imagine called ‘Sick’ in her ‘Kit Connor Imagines’ book. I kind of based this off that.

My eyes jolt open. I look over at my clock and see that it’s 1:17am. My stomach hurts. I feel terrible. I roll over to try calm the feeling but nothing happens. The feeling rises to my throat. Fuck it, I’m going to the bathroom. I rush to the bathroom and open the door, turning the light on. I lift up the seat to the toilet and start to gag. I hate the feeling of vomiting it’s gross and painful. Tears roll down my cheeks as I start to throw up in the toilet.

‘Darling?’ I groan to myself, remembering I didn’t lock the door and my boyfriend, Kit, is going to see me like this. I gag and throw up. Again. I hear the door open ‘Oh baby-’ Kit rushes of to me, carefully lifting my hair back, out of my face. I start to cry more, I feel so guilty for waking him up this early and making him see me like this.

‘Sweetheart, it’s ok. I’m here, it’s ok. You’re just a bit sick. The feeling will pass.’ He starts to rub circles into my back with his hand. The sensation makes me feel better immediately. After a while of not throwing up, Kit stands and puts toothpaste on my electric toothbrush for me, helping me up and giving it to me. I brush and brush, then when the timer goes of, I spit into the sink.

‘Are you feeling better?’ Kit asks me. ‘I’m so, so, sorry’ I say looking down and fiddling with my hands. ‘Baby, why? You did nothing wrong!’ ‘I woke you up thou-’ ‘No. It’s not your fault. Everyone get’s sick sometimes and I would be devastated if I couldn’t help!’ I look down and whisper ‘Sorry’

Kit chuckles and picks me up bridal style, walking me into the bedroom and setting me down on the bed ‘Don’t say that love.’ he says and kisses me on the forehead frowning at how hot it is. ‘Now, I’ll be back in a minute’ ‘Kit!’ I say dragging out the i. ‘You don’t need to baby me! And anyway I’m not sick!’ I try to argue ‘Love you are! Your forehead is burning! Now like I said, I’ll be back in a minute.’ He says putting the fan on before leaving the room.

I lean my head back on the pillows and sigh. How am I sick? I was fine 4 hours ago! And anyway, if I’m sick, then how is Kit not sick. We’ve been hanging out and chilling all day! Suddenly I hear the door open and see some strawberry blonde hair peeking up behind a stack of food and books and dvd’s in his arms. ‘Oh my god Kit! I don’t need all of this!’ ‘You deserve the world.’ he replies and sits everything on the bedside table. I giggle and say ‘Thank you.’ quietly.

He slips into the bed next to me and says, ‘Now, I don’t think you will be able to sleep for a while so we are gonna watch a movie and eat a bunch of snacks’ I roll my eyes and say, ‘Ok your majesty’ he opens is mouth and dramatically gasps. I brush that off and pick up the remote to the tv, passing it to Kit. ‘I don’t really care what we watch. You can pick.’ he just looks at me and says ‘You sure?’ ‘Yeh.’ I reply. ‘Ok then’

He ends up putting on ‘Mean Girls’ because he knows I love it. I look at him and smile. He says, ‘You still love this movie don’t you?’ My mouth opens wide and I say ‘Duh! It’s my favourite! Apart from Heartstopper because your in it but that doesn’t really count as a movie does it?’ He chuckles and goes a little red.

We start watching and I end up falling asleep with my arms wrapped around him and my head on his shoulder. He notices and shuffles so I am laying on top of him with my head on his chest and my arms still around his torso. He wraps his arms around my waist and whispers, ‘Goodnight y/n, I love you.’

[stopper-my-heart]

Nick's moments of panic under the umbrella in Heartstopper S1E4 before Charlie kisses him really get me. So I wrote a thing in second person to try to appreciate the weight of the emotions that I imagine Nick is experiencing.

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You’re into this boy. So into him. He’s been in your thoughts. . . a lot. You've been talking all the time, you keep wanting to see him, and whenever you do, it’s never enough. You can’t help but smile when you think of him, let alone when you see him.

You want this boy. Romantically. You don’t really know what that looks like, but you know it’s true.

And, it seems, he wants you, too.

Your first kiss was good. Really good. All those tingles and flutters and sparks that you felt from just being close to him were amplified into so much more. It was so much better than you could’ve ever imagined.

And then you panicked. You screwed it up. You ran. You went back, but it was too late. You need him to know that you don’t regret it, that you wanted it, that you want him, that you were (are) just freaking out.

You try to be calm, you try to keep your cool. (No need to embarrass yourself in front of your crush.) Plus things are a little weird, restrained, and understandably so. He's probably really hurt. You need to get this out, you need to explain. You can do it.

And then he begins apologising. It quickly becomes clear that he has this all wrong. That he’s wildly misunderstood, rewritten what has happened. You were there because you wanted to be, because you chose to be. Yes, you were scared — are scared — but he has this all twisted.

Charlie.

Charlie!

Charlie.

He's not getting it. So you kiss him.

You make sure he knows what’s going to happen, and even if he seems very confused, he responds readily enough. You attempt to pour all of your feelings into him, to get across all of your regret and sorrow for hurting him as well as (maybe especially) how much you do want this. And for a moment, he loses himself in the kiss. You understand, you do too. Kissing him is just as good as you remember.

And, well, it’s too late for being cool now. You just kissed all your emotions into him, practically begging him to understand; you’d best explain what those emotions are in the hopes that he properly will. (Besides, this isn’t just “your crush”, this is Charlie.) You can’t leave him standing there so lost and confused. You may be confused, but he deserves to know that that confusion isn't about him.

So you start to explain…and then it all comes out. You’re vulnerable in a way you can’t remember being before. There’s no one in your life you can talk to like this, especially not about this. And it’s really been messing with you. Because not only has this boy's presence in your life already begun to upend everything, but you're so much happier because of it. And what are you supposed to do with that? What even would your life be if it were entirely different? Do you even want it to be different? . . .Maybe. But it’s scary. But you want him. And you want you.

So you tell him this, more or less. Really, you cry into his chest. Is this too much? Is he overwhelmed? So much for keeping it cool, keeping your cool. But you need this. He seems okay, he seems to get it. The friendship you’ve built is there, it can handle difficult things — it already has. He seems to want to be there for you. So you let him, and he lets you, and things are hard but they’re better in this moment. You’re finally seen and understood, and maybe Charlie now understands why you ran away, that it wasn’t about him, about the two of you.

. . .But now what?

You want him, but being with him will indeed upend every single facet of your life if other people know. You’re not ready for that, you can’t face that yet. It's too much. Everything is still so new and confusing. You don’t want to ask, but you want to be with him and you don’t see any other way to do that right now except to…keep this a secret? He finishes the thought for you. "Yeah," you concede, unhappily, but owning that that’s where you’re at.

He agrees, he tries to reassure you; you’re not completely convinced, but you want to believe him, so you let yourself.

And there's that question again: Now what?

There have been a lot of emotions and things are a little weird, even if a lot better, and you want to say something, or to touch him, but this is new and you’re meant to be leaving and…best to just go. The awkwardness will fade eventually. You’ll figure out how to be in this new dynamic. For now, you’re wanting, but you don’t know how to do anything more than that (would he want you to?). So you smile at him through the awkwardness and start to walk home.

. . .

. . .

What. Just. Happened.

This is good, but awkward, but good, and he wants this too, right? You’re together now, right? You’re really getting to be with him, with this boy you want so much, with Charlie. This is happening?

And then you hear it: Charlie calling out to you. Feet slapping on wet pavement.

“Nick!”

You stop, startled, confused, off-balance. What’s happening? He’s smiling, but.. What could possibly be worth running out into the rain in his pyjamas for? Has he changed his mind already? Does he not want this? Is keeping it a secret too much?

The doubts and fear are filling your mind, but you try to rein it in, to not let it show, to not let him see.

And then he looks back at you. And you know, in an instant, that everything that you wanted for your goodbye, he wanted, too.

Right? Please let you be understanding this correctly. You look at his lips, once, twice — you can’t help it. You’re desperately hoping that you’re on the same page, but barely daring to believe it.

And then he kisses you.

And the world stops.

.

.

.

.

And this is it. This is right.

Charlie.

This boy just ran out in the rain to kiss you. He’s soaking wet, he must be freezing, and here he is, kissing you. That’s the only reason he came out after you. To kiss you.

He smiles — that amazing smile of his that lights up your whole world — and then he runs off again.

There’s no more room for thoughts, only feelings. Massive feelings that well up inside you. So much sentiment that it feels like your heart is bursting.

You thought you were off-balance before? Well now you’re practically drunk.

What have you gotten yourself into?

Maybe the best thing ever.

[behindthesefangirleyes]

No one understands how much I need this

[bunnysnuff]

Poly! Charlie and Nick introducing you to their friends:

Pairing: Poly! Charlie spring x m!reader x Nick Nelson

Trigger warning: Poly!relationships. None.

Note: kits puppy eyes are so cute.🤍

Request.

Nervous Excitement: Nick and Charlie are both buzzing with excitement but also a bit nervous. Nick keeps rubbing the back of his neck while Charlie fidgets with his sleeves, exchanging glances with each other to make sure they're on the same page before the big reveal.

Prepping the Group: Before introducing their partner, Nick and Charlie have already told the friend group that they have something important to share, but they don’t give away too many details. Everyone’s already buzzing with curiosity, especially Elle and Tao, who keep guessing what the surprise is.

Reassuring Their Partner: Both boys spend time reassuring their partner beforehand, reminding them that their friends are super accepting and will love them just as much. Nick is extra comforting, wrapping his arm around their partner's shoulders, while Charlie offers encouraging smiles and little hand squeezes.

The Introduction: When they finally bring their partner to a group hangout—probably at Charlie’s house or a cozy café—Nick starts the conversation, introducing them with a big, proud grin. “This is our partner,” he says, sounding both excited and nervous. Charlie adds quickly, “We’ve all been seeing each other for a while now, and we wanted you to meet them properly.”

The Initial Reaction: There’s a moment of stunned silence as the friend group processes it. Then, Elle breaks into a huge smile, clapping her hands in excitement. Tao, after his initial shock, grins knowingly because of course, Nick and Charlie would end up in a poly relationship—they’ve always been in sync.

Immediate Acceptance: The group welcomes the partner immediately, showering them with questions and compliments. Elle probably pulls them into a hug, saying how happy she is for all of them. Isaac offers a soft, “Nice to meet you,” while still half-focused on his book, but with a supportive smile.

Protective Vibes from Tao: Tao, who’s always been protective of Charlie, initially takes a more scrutinizing approach. He’ll probably jokingly threaten the partner with something like, “If you hurt either of them, you’ll answer to me,” but it’s all in good fun. By the end of the hangout, he’s fully on board, especially when he sees how happy Nick and Charlie are together with their partner.

Nick’s Puppy-Dog Eyes: Nick can’t stop smiling the entire time, constantly checking to make sure his partner is comfortable. At one point, he’s practically beaming when he sees how well they’re getting along with the group. His classic puppy-dog eyes are in full effect.

Charlie’s Quiet Relief: Charlie feels a wave of relief when everything goes smoothly. He stays close to his partner, sharing soft, proud glances with Nick. There’s a moment when he catches Nick’s eye and they both share a look of “we did it.”

A Natural Fit: By the end of the hangout, it’s like their partner has always been a part of the group. Elle and Tao are already planning the next get-together, and Isaac seems intrigued enough to suggest a movie night. The partner feels welcomed and part of the found family that Nick and Charlie hold so dear.

Playful Teasing: The teasing doesn’t stop once everyone gets comfortable. Nick’s always blushing at the teasing comments about being a “charmer,” and Charlie’s slightly embarrassed when Elle points out how domestic the three of them already look together. The partner just laughs, feeling fully accepted by the group.

Happily Ever After: The night ends with the group planning more hangouts, fully embracing Nick and Charlie’s partner into the fold. Tao’s already suggesting that they all go to the arcade next time, and Elle’s talking about a double date. There’s an overwhelming sense of warmth and acceptance that leaves Nick, Charlie, and their partner feeling like they’re exactly where they’re meant to be.

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After the introduction, the evening flowed like it always had—only now, you were part of it. Laughter filled Charlie's living room as Tao dramatically reenacted a scene from his favorite movie, Elle rolling her eyes but unable to hide her grin. You sat between Nick and Charlie, feeling their quiet reassurance as Nick's hand found yours, giving it a gentle squeeze.

At one point, Charlie leaned into you, his head resting against your shoulder, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Told you they'd love you," he whispered, his voice soft, filled with warmth.

Nick glanced over from the conversation with Isaac, catching your eye with a bright smile. He leaned in, pressing a kiss to your temple as if to say, You're one of us now.

It was easy, natural. You laughed, teased, and blended into their group effortlessly. By the end of the night, as you sat in a circle sharing stories, you felt a sense of belonging. The nerves that had clung to you earlier had melted away, replaced by the overwhelming warmth of being accepted, not just by Nick and Charlie, but by the whole group.

When everyone left, it was just the three of you on the couch, tangled up in each other, quietly watching the world slow down.

"Welcome to the family," Nick said, his voice soft in the dim light. Charlie hummed in agreement, his fingers intertwined with yours. It wasn’t just words—it felt like home.

[livsoulsecrets]

Nick is a better person than me cause if MY homophobic brother walked in on me and my partner I’d kill him where he stood

[thegoldenretrieverandthegaynerd]

Boys, could you look more in love? Come on now, reign it in…..(but also don’t, never do that!) 🍂❤️

[winnie-the-monster]

It’s okay Nick you do things on your on time. I’ll fight anyone who tries to push you.

[heartstopperthoughts]