Brown Eyed Boy

Disclaimer -

I don't own Busted, know Busted, or am in any way recieving profit from this fanfic. This is purley a work of fiction & even though we'd all like to see it happening, I doubt it will, so enjoy the fantasy!

Rating - R for 16+ content.

Pairings - Charlie x James, Matt + James.

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James's little body moved restlessly in his bed, twisting his duvet over his bare chest. Frowning, his eyes clamped shraciracing through a terrible dream, a cold sweat dampening his forehead, minuscule beads rolling down and dripping from his chin. His pretty mouth hung half open as he gasped and murmured quietly, kicking his feet. His body shifted onto its side, and his eyes flicked open, his open mouth panting fast, 'Just a dream, just a dream..' he reassured himself, and gripped his duvet.

"James?"

James' eyes bugged and lay still as the familiar, deep voice sounded quietly, filling James' tiny room with a quiet echo. He continued to lay still, even though the other boy was walking rds rds him. He gasped as he felt a strong, yet friendly hand on his shoulder. He turned his head to face the other boy, the duvet only covering his hips and downwards, a soft smile appeared on his face. "Charlie.."
"Hey.." Charlie sighed happily and shook James' shoulder gently. "Are you okay? I could hear you in my room.."
James blushed and pulled up his duvet "I-I.. It was just a dream.. A frightening dream.."
Charlie smiled and sat down on the bed next to him "I was worried about you, tossing and turning like that.."
A soft giggle escaped James' mouth "Thanks for coming in.. It's nice to know someone was worried about me.."
Charlie smiled & flopped back onto James' bed, rested his head on the pillow & rolled his body onto the side. His eyes were sparkling. The reflection from the lights outside the tour bus were shining into them, making them glimmer, and making James blush. He moved his body closer to Charlie’s and stared into them. "Your eyes.." he relaxed his body & put a hand on Charlie’s waist. He was surprised Charlie hadn't flinched. "They're.. So.."
Charlie blinked and felt his cheeks flush "So what.." He moved himself closer to James, and gently nuzzled his nose.
"So bright.. Pretty.. Beautiful.. And.."
"And.."
James' closed his eyes and parted his lips, and gently pressed them against Charlie's. He trembled and prayed he hadn't done the wrong thing, hoping Charlie would accept. His body tensed up as he felt Charlie's firm hand on the back of his head, pushing him right up to him, and clumsily stroking his tongue. They pulled apart and panted lightly, and quickly lunged back, plunging their tongues into each other mouths, teasing each other with their skilful techniques.
"Mmmnh.." Charlie groaned throatily as he pulled back "What the fuck did we just.." He shifted his body and felt a hand creep up his shirt and stroke his chest, and a hot breath over his lips.
"I don't know.. Nhh.. I don't care.." James moaned quietly and melted into a deep, long kiss, letting his hands explore Charlie's body. He pulled back and started kissing Charlie's neck, receiving immense pleasure from just hearing Charlie's moans and sighs.
"No.. Stop.."
James' eyes opened slowly and his pupils shrank, and directed his vision up at Charlie's face "B-but.."
"Not tonight.." Charlie sighed sadly and cuddled James' head "Don't worry.. Just.. Not tonight.."
Charlie stood up and walked to the door "..Sleep well.."
James watched through tear-filled eyes as Charlie walked out and closed the door behind him, and listened as his footsteps' echo's faded into silence. He wiped his eyed and bit his lip, in an attempt to stifle his cries and whimpers. He gripped at his pillow and closed his eyes, and let the hot tears stream down his face.

Charlie rested his head back on his pillow, and moved some of his short bangs away from his forehead.
"Was he all right?" a voice asked sleepily.
"He was fine.. Just nightmares.."
"Why were you in there for so long..?"
Charlie turned on his side and smiled "'Cause I had to convince him there wasn't a monster on the tour bus. It was just you."
"Oy!"
Charlie laughed quietly and soon stopped, sighed and stroked the hair of the other boy. "G'night Matt.. Sweet dreams.."
"Sweet dreams babe.." Matt smiled and kissed Charlie’s cheek.
Charlie smiled and lay still and silent, and watched Matt drift into a state of sleep. He turned onto his back and stared at the ceiling.
"Fuck.."

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~Alice xx