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browngirlTitle: Your Inner Hemisphere
Fandom: Numb3rs
Rating: PG-13 with warnings.
Pairing: Don/Charlie, Charlie/Amita mentioned.
Warnings/Spoilers: Slash, het, incest, first in drabble sequence. Spoilers hopefully for Season 6, and definitely for Season 5 from The Fifth Man onwards.
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lomedet, who is so very good to me.
Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.
Everything is going great. Recovered from her ordeal, Amita's accepted Charlie's proposal; fully healed, Don's back in charge of the team; Dad's landscaping has taken root, making the house look better than ever. Charlie leans back into Don's couch, smiling vaguely at the flickering game on TV, basking in this untroubled moment.
"Move over," Don grumbles cheerfully, butting Charlie's hip as he sits down. Charlie looks up, formulating a retort --- and forgets every word. Don's grin shines, but his eyes are dark with a familiar heat Charlie never expected to see again. Don's smile starts to slip, and Charlie can see his own eyes, wide and black, reflected in his brother's.
Charlie hits Don like a bullet, kissing him so hard their teeth click.
Fandom: Numb3rs
Rating: PG-13 with warnings.
Pairing: Don/Charlie, Charlie/Amita mentioned.
Warnings/Spoilers: Slash, het, incest, first in drabble sequence. Spoilers hopefully for Season 6, and definitely for Season 5 from The Fifth Man onwards.
All Thanks To:
lomedet, who is so very good to me.Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.
Everything is going great. Recovered from her ordeal, Amita's accepted Charlie's proposal; fully healed, Don's back in charge of the team; Dad's landscaping has taken root, making the house look better than ever. Charlie leans back into Don's couch, smiling vaguely at the flickering game on TV, basking in this untroubled moment.
"Move over," Don grumbles cheerfully, butting Charlie's hip as he sits down. Charlie looks up, formulating a retort --- and forgets every word. Don's grin shines, but his eyes are dark with a familiar heat Charlie never expected to see again. Don's smile starts to slip, and Charlie can see his own eyes, wide and black, reflected in his brother's.
Charlie hits Don like a bullet, kissing him so hard their teeth click.
