Title: Sleepless Pairing: Bill/Charlie Rating: PG-13 Warnings: Incest Summary: Charlie's never liked thunderstorms. Bill knows this.
Lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the room for one sharp moment. Bill lay on his back, one arm propped beneath his head as he watching the storm out the window. He counted to four before the roll of thunder shook the small cottage.
Then he counted to four again and smiled when the sound of something or someone bumping against the table in the hall outside his bedroom. The door opened as another flash of lightning lit up the room. His brother Charlie stood in the doorway, arms crossed defensively across his chest.
As the thunder crashed around them once more, Bill pulled the bedclothes back just in time for his brother to launch himself underneath. Bill wrapped the blankets around them both, chuckling as Charlie burrowed against him. "Still scared of thunderstorms after all these years?"
"Was never afraid," Charlie mumbled against Bill's shoulder, nipping the skin lightly.
"Liar." Bill pushed his thigh between Charlie's. His hands moved soothingly over Charlie's back. "You haven't been able to sleep alone during a thunderstorm since that night we got caught in the graveyard during one."
Charlie smirked and cupped Bill's arse, pulling their hips closer together. "My plan all along."