bDisclaimer:/b I own nothing nor no one except Mademoiselle LeBeau.
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Silently Nathan sat on Charles' desk with a case of beer, staring at the picture on his phone of the manager and the vampire. Hearing the door crack open, the singer threw a can at the entrance as Charles came through, running his hand through his hair.
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"Nathan?" the CFO raised a brow as he ducked the can and glanced at the hulking form sitting on his work surface.
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"Why?" Nathan growled as he held the phone for the smaller man to see the photo.
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"I could ask the same thing about you and Rebecca," Charles countered, narrowing his eyes some.
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"I haven't touched her, or even seen her in ages!" the singer protested in his own defense.
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"Then why'd you say it?" the manager questioned.
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"What was I supposed to tell them?" Nathan asked, almost pleading.
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"So it's not true?" the smaller man asked in a voice that was almost a whisper.
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Instantly the front man began to growl dangerously, "Hell no!" With that he threw the lyrics at his lover.
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"Good," Charles nodded, picking up the pages to read them and quickly realizing they were not about Rebecca at all. "Nathan, these are really good."
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"Yea, well -" Nathan looked down in embarrassment.
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"Nathan," the CFO started gently, "Selene and I are just friends. She was consoling me when I thought-" he trailed off.
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"Huh?" the singer glanced up with a confused look to his face.
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"She made me feel better when you said that about Rebecca," Charles explained.
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"Oh," Nathan frowned gently as something suddenly dawned in his head. "That's my job now, isn't it," he stated as he slipped off the desk and made his way towards his nodding lover.
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"There's nothing between us," the smaller man reiterated.
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"Good," the dark haired man murmured, kissing the mousey man softly. "I call it uSaber Through My Heart/u," he whispered.
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"I love it," Charles replied, deepening the kiss causing Nathan to groan with a smile.
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"Good, cause it's for you," the singer confirmed.
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"Thank you Nathan."
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These words brought another little smile to Nathan's lips as Charles kissed him once again.
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Once the pair parted for air, Nathan whispered, "C-can I stay here tonight? With you?"
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"Of course," Charles nodded, "make yourself at home."
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Instantly Nathan's grip grew a little tighter as he bit back a yawn. Noticing the signs of exhaustion in the larger man, the CFO smiled and gently pulled away heading for the door off to the side of the room which lead to his private sleeping quarters. Once inside he lead the front man towards the bed and pulled back the sheets.
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Smiling sleepily, Nathan stripped down to his boxers and crawled into the plush bed, smiling as he watched Charles do the same through half shut lids. As soon as the smaller man was in bed comfortably, Nathan drew him closer, nuzzling against his head and throat as he murmured, "Infinity times better than her."
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A smile crossed Charles' lips as he cuddled closer to the large man, both slowly drifting off to sleep in the comfort they found in one another's arms.
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Elsewhere within the giant keep that was Mordhaus, Selene LeBeau stood before a battered old coffin. The white lining was torn and stained, the paint on the wood dusty and peeling as she gave a sad little sigh and crawled in to sleep the day away.