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chapter 3 - 26

CHAR

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Charlie, a highly-strung, openly gay over-thinker, and Nick, a cheerful, soft-hearted rugby player, meet at a British all-boys grammar school. Friendship blooms quickly, but could there be something more…?

Nick and Charlie are characters from my debut novel, Solitaire. Heartstopper updates three times a month, on the 1st, 11th, and 21st.

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chapter 3 - 21

some lesbian wisdom

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Charlie, a highly-strung, openly gay over-thinker, and Nick, a cheerful, soft-hearted rugby player, meet at a British all-boys grammar school. Friendship blooms quickly, but could there be something more…?

Nick and Charlie are characters from my debut novel, Solitaire. Heartstopper updates three times a month, on the 1st, 11th, and 21st.

i really appreciate reblogs and shares - please help me spread word about this comic! i’m so excited for people to read it!

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Monty: I wasn’t injured.

Monty: I was lightly shot.

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@beanmoreau I haven’t written about these idiots in like three months, but nevertheless I hope you enjoy this based on a prompt you sent me. Better late than never!

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Being happy didn’t work at all like Monty expected it to. He had expected to wake up one day with a spring in his step or at least to feel…different. But happiness he found was so quiet.

And, despite his experience in other things, it was fairly obvious he had never been in a serious relationship before. He had never had anything valuable to lose before, not really, so at night when he tried to sleep, the image of losing Percy one way or another grabs hold of him and won’t let go until he’s cuddled so close he’s practically crushing Percy.

For now, he laughs it off, but eventually Percy is going to notice something’s wrong and get that concerned furrow in his brow and smooth away the hair from Monty’s face and ask what’s wrong. And Monty will brush him off and say he’s fine, but Percy is eventually going to get tired of that answer too. Monty knows he isn’t easy to be with, but he’s trying to be better. So he tells himself that when that day comes, he’ll let Percy go. He won’t be the choking vine in Percy’s life anymore. Until then, he’ll take whatever Percy is willing to give him.

His worry only intensifies when he’s at work and he overhears the men around him talking about what a chore it is being married or courting someone. Monty swallows his fears, since it’s not as though he can talk about his relationship with Percy openly. He won’t let Percy feel about him the way these men feel about their wives. He won’t have his parent’s marriage. His resolve in letting Percy go solidifies day by day.

He must not hide his worries well, though, because Percy notices (of course he does) after a few days of Monty being a little too cheerful, a little too chatty. He smooths Monty’s hair out of his face and makes Monty stop short. “What’s wrong, darling?”

It’s so much like his dream and it makes something in Monty break. “Just-you’re not miserable are you? Tell me you’re not miserable.”

Percy’s brow furrows, just the way Monty knew it would and his breath catches in his throat. “Monty-where is this coming from?”

“I don’t know,” Monty whispers, panic bubbling up inside him.

Percy sighs and sits on the bed, motioning for him to sit as well. “Have I been acting like I’m miserable?”

Monty hesitates. “No…but-” But what am I without the money and the parties?

Percy purses his lips and takes Monty’s hands in his. “Monty, my love-” he presses a kiss to his hands- “I am the farthest thing from miserable. Things aren’t easy, but we knew they wouldn’t be. Do you trust me?”

“Of course.”

“Then trust me when I say I love you. I wouldn’t have- I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”

“Even when I’m a selfish brat with no remarkable skills?”

Percy raises an eyebrow. “You’ve always been a brat.” Monty punches his arm lightly and Percy laughs before continuing. “You’re not selfish, Monty. Not anymore.”

Monty looks down. “I just feel like I’m going to spend the rest of my life trying to atone for who I was.”

Percy tips his chin up. “Monty. No matter what you did before, you are allowed to be happy now. Needing things isn’t selfish.” Monty opens his mouth to answer, but Percy presses a finger to his lips. “Monty, what do you need?”

“Hold me?” Monty asks at last.

Percy takes him in his arms and Monty bites his lip to hold back a sob. Percy kisses his scarred cheeks and shushes him. “Let go, Monty.”

And it’s so strange that there, falling apart in Percy’s arm, Monty feels it. Happy.

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Okay, but ever since Mackenzi released that snippet about Monty and Percy growing old together and being all fluffy and domestic, I can’t stop thinking about Monty learning how to cook and being so proud of himself for doing something useful and making Percy so happy. And Percy loves how soft (literally and figuratively) and glowing Monty is. Their life is so simple and so happy and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Percy was settled on the bed, ready for a night of rest and relaxation, when he felt telltale lips at the nape of his neck.

“Hello, darling.”

Percy’s lips quirked up, but he tried to keep his voice steady and come across unaffected. “Monty? Did you need something?”

“No…” he answered, walking his fingers up Percy’s arm, “I just wanted you to know how much I adore you.”

Percy stifled a laugh. “What are you scheming?”

Monty flopped gracelessly back down on the bed. “Scheming! When have I ever schemed!”

Percy rolled over to give him a pointed look and Monty relented. “Okay, maybe I was scheming a little. But it’s nothing big!”

Percy smiled. “Of course not. Just the moon, the stars…”

Monty swatted at him playfully. “Prick. I want you to take me dancing.”

Percy stilled. “Darling…you know we can’t-”

“Oh, come on, Perce! There are so many people at these parties. No one will notice us. Please?”

Percy tried to avoid looking at Monty’s eyes, for he knew the second he did it would all be over. Monty tilted Percy’s chin up so that he was face to face with Monty’s doe eyes. “Please…I’ve been good. I just can’t stand being cooped up here for so long.”

Monty ghosted his lips over Percy’s knuckles and Percy sighed. This boy was dangerous. “You are a huge pain in my arse, you know that?”

Monty lit up. “Is that a yes?”

“I have conditions.”

Monty sat up, looking every bit the star pupil. “Conditions. Yes. Anything.”

“No drinking and we’re back here by midnight.”

Monty looked prepared to protest, but realizing he didn’t have anything to bargain with, he clamped his mouth shut. “Fine. We’ll have a perfectly reasonable evening.”

Percy grinned and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Don’t look so put out, darling.”

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When they arrived at the little hovel Monty led them to, Percy was surprised to see other couples there that were like them. Perhaps Monty had done his research after all.

Monty squeezed his hand. “Now do you trust me?”

Percy ignored that and put his hand on Monty’s waist, pleased with how that jolted him into silence. He murmured in his good ear, “We came to dance, right?”

Monty nodded against his shoulder and they swayed together like they had in the ocean when this thing between them first began. “Thank you,” he said, his voice muffled against Percy.

“For what?”

“Taking me here. Dancing with me. Loving me.”

Percy smiled and buried his face in Monty’s hair. “Darling, the pleasure is all mine.”

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Modern day Monty and Percy at pride: ~ Monty’s wearing a shirt that says “I’m not gay but my boyfriend is” and a bi flag as a cape ~ Percy’s wearing rainbow knee high socks with white short shorts and no shirt