Title: Photo Finish: In which Charles askes a question.
Author: Shades of Hades
Date: March, 2007
Warnings: Actually, just slash... there's no sex in this one.
A/N: I really need to work more on this comic. Because I would love to see it get through all these oneshots, because I can picture this one as a comic. nods Oh yes, and I thought I'd let everyone know, the comic can be found on my livejournal page under the Photo Finish tag.

“Where do you think you're going with my bathrobe?”

I glanced up at Charles as I tied the sash. “Would you rather, I walk out there naked?” I asked with pointing towards the door of the room.

“While, you, naked in public, does sound absolutely awesome, I still wanna know why you're stealing my bathrobe. Not that I'm gonna complain, because there's something about you in a short robe that's incredibly sexy.”

“It probably has something to do with the fact that it barely covers my ass or my naughty bits.” I gave him a cheeky grin as I pointed down at said naughty bits. “I'm just going down to the lobby and getting a candy bar, is that okay?” I asked as I leaned down to kiss him.

“Aw, of course, I love a man with a little meat on his bones,” he told me as he pulled me onto his bed and poked my ribs.

“I don't know what you're talking about! I'm not fat, you bastard! My body's just fine,” I huffed and crossed my arms. I've always prided myself on my flat belly and an ass so sexy you could eat off of (or at least I've been told). I mean, no one really likes a fat ass, right?

He moved so he was sitting over me on the bed. “I'm kidding,” he said with a grin as he parted the robe I was wearing and kissed my belly. “I love your body. I don't care if you're fat.” He undid the sash and kissed along my ribs and up my chest, pushing my arms back to my sides.

I pushed his head up from my chest. “I'm not fat,” I told him with a pout.

“Fine, you're not,” he told he as he leaned down and captured my lips.

He was attempting to lick the inside of my mouth clean when I pushed him back up.

“Seriously,” I started with the calmest, straightest face a could muster, “wouldn't my mouth taste better if it had some chocolate in it?”

He grinned at me as I feigned innocence.

“You really want that chocolate, don't you?” He sighed as he sat up, letting me up from under him.

“Yes,” I said with a nod.

“Fine,” he said, throwing himself backwards onto the bed, “but I hope this doesn't mean you're going to let yourself go.” He put his hands over his face, glancing at me through his long fingers. “I love you, but I'm never letting you on top of me again if you weight three hundred pounds.” He smiled. “After all, you'd break poor little me and probably my dick.” His eyes went wide, probably thinking about what sex with a three hundred pound me would be like, and he shuddered. I did as well.

I ran my fingers down his stomach with a soft chuckle. “I don't think I'm the one you have to worry about letting them self go,” I told him highly amused as I poked at his love handles.

“Hey, just what are you implying there, chubbers?” he asked, pushing himself up on his elbows.

“Hey, I'm just saying, I'm not the one who can't walk a flight of stairs without panting,” I grinned at him, and he glared at me.

“I can too. It's the second flight that kills me,” he says with a pout, pointing at his stomach. “I can't help it. I was a chain smoker for four years. That's the smoking not the fat, thank you very much.” He stuck his tongue out at me.

I pinched his cheek. “You're so cute when you get upset,” I said with a grin.

He just tackles me in response, pushing back to the bed again. “Hey, that's my line,” he told me as he kissed me again.

--

“Hey Will, move in with me next semester...” Charles's voice vibrated through his chest as he spoke. I sighed happily in the after-glow.

“Why would I want to do that?” I asked in a teasing voice, not even bothering to open my eyes. I was much too comfortable laying against him, even if it was a bit sticky here. It didn't matter, I was completely wiped out.

“Because,” he starts, sitting up and displacing me. I pouted unhappily. “I just don't think I can take having another roommate walking in on us after this year.”

Someone across the room cleared their throat.

I looked up at the door with wide eyes.

“Hey... Charles... How about that... weather, huh?” Charles's roommate said nervously from the opened doorway looking very much like a deer caught in the head lights as did the girl behind him.

I buried my face in my hands, thoroughly ready to cry.

It was only a matter of time before the whole school knew about us.