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Will was about to lose his fucking mind.
Charlie was glaring at him, hands on her hips, acting all offended like he was being completely unreasonable. Like him, worrying about her was ridiculous and running into dangerous situations was a good idea.
“I had to do something, I’m the captain, it’s my responsibility to-” she began before he cut her off.
“Oh, fuck off, do not play the captain card with me right now.” he spat. “You were not thinking rationally when you rushed after that mimic.”
Charlie rolled her eyes and scoffed, crossing her arms.
“Right, cause you’ve never rushed off during a mission before.” Will knew that Charlie felt she had won with that line. And she wasn’t wrong. He did have a tendency to rush off, but they all did. What they did was so emotionally charged that it was hard not to lose your mind a bit sometimes. But it didn’t mean he wouldn’t call her out for doing something so stupid.
“Aren’t you supposed to be more experienced than me Ms. Ex-police officer? Shouldn’t you fucking know better? What if you’d gotten hurt?” Will was mocking her now and he knew that was a risky game.
His point was proven when Charlie stepped towards him threateningly.
“You don’t get to tell me what to do. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself.” Her voice got lower as she spoke, and the alarm bells started blaring in his head. Low meant angry, no matter how hot Will thought she sounded like this. Of course, that had nothing to do with why he kept pushing. No, it was only because he was worried about her.
“Of course, cause how much damage can a mimic do right? Oh hey, do you mind passing me my cane so I can walk around on my PROSTHETIC LEG?!” he sarcastically pulled up the hem of his pants to show off the prosthetic.
Will immediately regretted his words when he saw the look on Charlie’s face. She froze and he could see the guilt in her eyes. He knew she felt slightly responsible for not being around when he was attacked. And for not noticing he was Henry afterwards. He hadn’t meant to remind her of those feelings; he didn’t blame her. He just wanted to prove a point. Charlie squared her shoulders, and her glare turned cold.
“Well maybe I’m a bit better at protecting myself than you.”
It was meant to be hurtful. To jab at a wound in order to force him to back off. She’d done it to him before, and it often worked, but Will was fed up. He was worried and angry, and scared, and a little bit turned on, and he was completely overwhelmed by it all.
“For fucks sake Charlie!” he yelled. “Can’t you see that I care about you? Don’t you get that I’d lose my mind if I lost you? Fuck!”
Will lunged forward and grabbed the sides of Charlie’s face in his hands and smashed his lips against hers in a desperate emotional attempt to get his point across. When he felt the force of her hands on his shoulders, roughly shoving him off, he realised his mistake. She almost flung him backwards, his bad leg causing him to stumble back into the wall behind him, guilt immediately consuming his expression as he clocked Charlie’s blank expression. He started apologising as she stalked towards him.
“Shit, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that, especially without asking, I-”
Charlie grabbed his worried face. “Shut up.” she said angrily before kissing him forcefully, pushing Will further into the wall.
Will immediately latched onto her shoulders to stop himself from falling down, needing to touch her to keep his balance, and his sanity. Their mouths moved together aggressively, all tongues and clashing teeth in hot open mouths. Everything was messy and violent, Will grabbing her clothes anywhere he could and pulling her closer, Charlie’s hands roaming his chest and stomach, one hand making its way into his hair to tilt Will’s head back further and deepening the kiss.
Charlie pulled away for a split second to bark out, “Jump.” grabbing Will’s waist and lifting him up the wall as he jumped and wrapped his legs around her waist, using the new position to push her hips against his bulge, causing Will to let out a loud moan.
She continued to grind against him, Will’s hands in her hair and wrapped around her shoulders, as she kissed down his throat, licking and biting in a way to mix pleasure and pain, and would definitely leave a mark.
“You’re. So. Fucking. Annoying.” she said, punctuating each word with another nip at sensitive skin. “Never shutting the fuck up.” she whispered into the skin between his neck and shoulder, biting hard and causing Will to moan out her name.
“Fuck, Charlie.” he groaned, rolling her hips with hers.
“Even now,” she nipped his jaw and licked the spot after. “Can’t stop talking.”
She stopped her onslaught of kissing for a moment, their hips still moving together frantically, leaning her head to the side to whisper in his ear.
“Going to have to give you something to do with that mouth instead.”