Not Nothing
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They lay out in the field behind Felix's house. The weather is finally cooperating, and the grass isn't muddy anymore, so they set up a projector to watch a movie. Though Charlie did enjoy the oversized cuddles she got the last time they watched a movie together, her arm was totally numb by the time Felix finally woke up and released her. Also, he seems to like being his full size more, which is just fine by her.
Charlie is settled somewhere above Felix's elbow. She leans back against his arm and feels his warmth radiating behind her, It's nice. His warmth is very welcome. The weather is still cold, and with the sun setting it'll only get colder. Though, she finally brought some blankets over for herself, because Felix apparently likes it cold, the cold from the ground quickly seeps through the blanket and into her. She burrows herself a little closer against his arm, when she gets an idea. She stands, holding her blanket around herself she follows his arm up to his shoulder. At her movement Felix flicks his eyes down to her.
"What are you doing?" He tenses beneath her as she kicks off her shoes and begins climbing up the seem of his shirt.
"I just wanted to come up here." she hums, still climbing " Is this okay? "
"Y-yeah of course. That's fine. Do you want a hand?" He asks tentatively, she grips onto his shirt tighter as he shifts beneath her. She looks up to see his massive arm moving over her as he reaches over himself to cup a hand underneath her. As always, she finds herself awestruck for a moment. He's just so big, and he can move so quickly. She's overshadowed by his forearm, her foot is grazed by one of his gigantic fingers. Looking down she can see the grooves of his fingerprints, details that are usually so small now displayed clearly before her.
"I got it, I'm almost there." She huffs with effort as she pulls herself over the crest of his shoulder. Once she's solidly atop him, his arm retreats, returning to rest at his side. He lays his hand across his middle. She grins up at his face. He's twisted at a bit of an awkward angle trying to get a good look at her.
"Am I more comfortable than the ground at least?" He asks.
"Yeah By like a million percent. And you're warm, which is nice." She finds a spot on his chest to settle down on.
"Ah. You just wanted to steal my warmth." She can hear the smirk in his voice.
"Guilty. But you have enough to share, right?" His gentle laughter rumbles through her, shaking the ground beneath her - he is the ground beneath her, she can't stop smiling. They fall into a comfortable silence for a moment.
"Can you hear my heartbeat?" He asks quietly, "Is it... annoying?" The hand she can see fidgets with the fabric of his shirt. He isn't trying to look at her anymore, she can't imagine that it was comfortable for his neck.
"It's not annoying, no. And for the record, I don't just hear your heartbeat, I can feel it." She presses her hands into his chest beneath her, the gentle rhythm pulses steadily. "That and your breathing. It feels like it moves the whole world around me. Like, I can feel myself moving up and down with you, like I'm on a boat in the ocean or something. And sometimes, if you're at the right angle your breathing will blow my hair around. And when you talk, your voice resonates through your chest and it sends vibrations all around me, and like, through me." He covers his face with his hands. If she wasn't already sitting she would have been toppled over by his swift movement.
"Sorry," he whispers, his voice rumbles through her even though he's talking softly. She watches his throat squeeze as he swallows thickly, "No one has ever tried to describe all that to me before. I... I guess I never thought about it... Ah, sorry!" He's blushing like mad and he knows Charlie can hear his heart pick up the pace.
"Don't be sorry. I like it! I mean, it's the coolest feeling in the world. You're just... So..." She shakes her head trying to find the words, "big." She looks across the landscape of his form, his feet seem ages away. 'Big' seems like such a lame way to describe him, he's so much more than that. She looks back up to his face to find his massive eyes staring down at her. One arm tucks behind his head, the other returns across his middle. "Every little thing you do has such a huge impact, but you're so... gentle, and I just feel so safe when I'm with you." She speaks quickly, not wanting him to stop her before she can get her thoughts out, "And I know! I know you don't like focusing on your size! I know you want me to be careful, and you're afraid of hurting me so you don't want me to be this comfortable. And I know that sure, I probably should be terrified! If you wanted to you could, you could... well, you could do anything!! You could do anything and I wouldn't be able to stop you." His jaw tightens at this, she keeps going. "I know I'm just stating the obvious here, but I literally fit in the palm of your hand!" She looks down at her own hands, trying to picture someone so tiny they could be held like that. She shakes her head. "I actually can't even imagine what that must be like for you. I mean, compared to you I'm just... So small. I mean, I'm nothing! And-"
"You aren't nothing." His voice is sharp as he cuts her off, pushing himself up so that he's sitting. The flat surface of his chest suddenly becomes a wall, she falls back into his waiting palm with a squeak. Both of his hands cup around her His face takes up her whole sky. She doesn't even feel all that high off the ground with him surrounding her like this. "Charlie. You are... You are everything to me." She lets out a small laugh, but he continues, staring down at her intently. "Seriously! When I am like this, and you're so small, I just think about how lucky I am that I can hold my best friend so close. You don't diminish in value just because you diminish in size... Comparatively. I guess you stay the same size and I- but anyway, you know what I mean. Holding you in my hands is one of the most surreal experiences I've ever had. You can probably tell, but I've never held anyone else like this. Sorry you had to be the guinea pig." He gives a small, nervous chuckle, his breath gently tousling her hair. " I can feel it when your whole hand presses against one of my fingers, and it blows my mind every time. Sometimes, I can feel your little heartbeat against my fingertips." This is too much, she would look away but he is everywhere. She covers her face, it worked for him. Unfortunately for her, he has a distinct size advantage, and he's not going to let her escape so easily. All he has to do is reach forward with his thumb and push her arms aside. "Charlie." Her eyes widen, and she thinks she might just melt from the heat of her blush as the thumb that pushed her arms away comes back to gently lift her chin. "You are the first person to ever see me. Not just a giant science experiment, or a problem to fix, or a threat, or a challenge to overcome. You see me. I ..." He shifts his thumb away, and for a moment releases her from the weight of direct eye contact as he looks away. "Look, I've done some things that I'm not proud of. Things I haven't even told you about. I've really hurt some people. I was so angry at my abilities, and just ... The whole world. Everyone said I was a monster so, I was going to prove them right. But... then I met you. And," His eyes flick back to her, "when you're with me, even if I'm a hundred feet tall I just feel so... Normal. " They share a breathless moment just looking at each other.
"So... are we gonna kiss, or..." A lopsided grin spreads across Charlie's face and Felix jolts at the suggestion. She laughs as she's fumbled in his hands.
"Whatever." His laughter shakes through her as he brings her to his chest and lays down once more.
