#charliewatson

"We’re almost there." Charlie announced as she took a turn to the left and slowed down the car, her smiling face scrunching up in a confused expression when she noticed far too many people on her always deserted spot. It wasn’t exactly her own but normally she was the only one there, no one ever came up here, so it considered it a special place. But it seemed like now a lot of people hung around this place too.

"What’s happening?" Y/N asked bemused, her eyes sweeping around the cliff full of people, before settling them on the brunette sporting the same expression.

"I don’t know. Usually no one comes here. I thought no one knew about this place."

The two opened the car doors and exited the vehicle, slowly approaching a group of people hyping up someone they were surrounding in a circle. "Is this a new trend? Partying on cliffs?"

"I don’t think so." Charlie drawled her words while suspiciously trying to see who was in the middle of the group not too far from them.

"C’mon Tripp! You can do it!" A boy screamed as the group opened up and a shirtless Tripp came into vision, screaming and jumping up enthusiastically.

"Oh great, it’s the douchebag that decided to take his shirt off at the pier just because he has abs." Y/N scoffed with a roll of her eyes, annoyance clear in her voice as she eyed the boy up and down in disgust. "I have abs too but I’m not showing them around just because I have them like him." While Y/N was too busy sending daggers towards Tripp with her head shaking side to side in disapproval, Charlie’s eyes involuntarily settled on Y/N’s clothed abdomen, causing her stomach to flutter wildly at the too many, not completely innocent, images flooding her mind.

"Hey, I know you." Charlie was pulled out of her dirty mind when Tripp walked towards her, "you were in the diving team. You were good." Charlie tried with all herself to keep her blank, emotionless face on as she kept at bay her emotions, her memories immediately going to her dad, all the while trying not to punch Tripp in the face. "Wanna have a competition? The first who dives in the ocean first wins."

Charlie couldn’t respond to him, her brain was busy spiraling out of control, but Tripp didn’t seem to mind, he just plainly turned around and high-fived one of his dumb friends who howled in enthusiasm. She started to back away from all of that but was stopped by Bumblebee that opened the car door and pushed her forward, turning up the radio volume to let her hear ‘you got the touch, you got the power’. Her chest started to heave wildly as she tried with all herself to breath normally, but it seemed a pretty difficult task when panic was raising up fast. "Charlie? Everything okay?"

"Hey you, are you ready?" When Charlie stayed put, her furrowed, troubled expression only deepening a lot more, Tripp scoffed and shook his head with such an annoying smirk on that Y/N wanted to erase it from his stupid face with a big punch, "I knew you were a weirdo." And then he just started running and jumped down the cliff and diving into the ocean below, with his stupid friends and everyone else gathered there cheering him loudly.

"Let’s go Charlie." Y/N grabbed Charlie’s arm to pull her out of her mind, meeting her eyes when she finally got her attention and nodded towards Bumblebee, before releasing her bicep and walking into the yellow Beetle. Just before Charlie could drive away, Tina knocked on the car window and signaled Charlie to roll it down.

"Nice car. Where did you find it? In the junkyard?" Tina spoke up with an innocent face on, in the background her two idiots of friends laughed loudly at her joke, meanwhile Charlie stayed frozen with her hands on the steering wheel, looking into her eyes with a blank stare, and Y/N sent daggers towards the blonde as her anger boiled silently in her chest. "You should ask your dad to buy you a new car. Oh wait-" Tina’s clearly fake, sorry pout was what angered Y/N to no end, but when she laughed alongside her friends while Charlie just smiled humorlessly into space ahead of her, something possessed over Y/N, causing her to gaze at Charlie for a brief moment, before opening the car door and walking towards Tina.

"Oh wait Tina, there’s something on your face!" Y/N acted up really well, morphing her furious face into a worried one as she approached the still laughing blonde and her friends.

"Oh no no no! What is it?" Tina asked alarmed as soon as she saw Y/N’s expression, meanwhile Charlie kept looking at the scene in an eerie silence, her eyebrows slightly furrowed at the sudden worry Y/N was showing towards Tina.

"Bee, start the engine." Y/N whispered to Bumblebee right before she rounded him and approached Tina, the yellow beetle doing what Y/N asked and causing Charlie to look at him suspiciously, before focusing her attention back on Y/N now right in front of a frightened Tina. "Don’t move." Y/N drawled her words, her eyes moving quickly all over Tina’s face then lifting her ice cream up to inspect it too. "You have something on your face."

"Oh my god, where?!" Tina asked alarmed, trying to be as still as possible as Y/N kept examining her face quietly.

"Right here." And then Y/N, in a swift motion slammed Tina’s ice cream right into her face and clothes, and while the blonde was busy gasping and screaming at the sudden move, Y/N jumped over Bumblebee’s hood and slipped into the passenger seat, "Bumblebee, go go go!" And then the robot speed away in reverse, splashing some mud on Tina’s clothes, causing her screams to increase in volume, before swiveling quickly and hurrying away from the cliff.

Charlie was still sit frozen in her seat, looking ahead with her mouth hung open and her arms now right beside her thighs. "What the hell just happened?"

"I just slapped some ice cream into Tina. She deserved it, if not more. But I didn’t want to punch her in the face and then have to fight everyone around me. I would have easily won, but why waste energy with a bitch like her, am I right?" Y/N asked with an airy laugh, tilting her head towards the brunette and finding her with her eyes brimming with tears looking right back at her. "Are you okay?"

Charlie didn’t answer her, she just jumped into Y/N’s arms and hugged her tightly, letting a few tears escape her eyes and sniffling quietly into Y/N’s neck. "Thank you so much."

"You don’t have to thank me, Char. She needs to stop harassing you for no apparent reason. You’re too kind to tell her to fuck off or punch her in her stupid face, so that’s where I take over." Y/N joked with a proud nod of her head when they pulled away from the hug, basking in the gentle giggle Charlie emitted, before boldly kissing her left cheek, still riding some adrenaline from standing up for the brunette.

"You are amazing." Charlie kissed her cheek back, very close to her mouth, and lingered her lips there a few seconds before cuddling into her and enjoying the view that passed by them. "Hey, Bee. Slow down a bit, let’s enjoy this amazing sight." Charlie looked at the steering wheel watching their speed decrease steadily, not noticing that Y/N was staring at her as she murmured a soft, ‘yeah, beautiful’.

-

"Okay, we have eggs and paper toilet. Ready?" Y/N asked as she balanced everything on one hand to close Bumblebee’s door, right before he morphed into his robotic form, and walking towards the waiting brunette.

"Bee, when you are upset with someone, you hung toilet paper on their trees and house and throw some rotten eggs on their cars to have some revenge. Here look." Y/N handed Charlie a toilet paper roll and watched her threw one perfectly on a three, totally ignoring her bicep standing up from the exertion and passing another toilet paper roll to Charlie. "Wanna try?"

Bumblebee nodded enthusiastically and accepted with what Y/N and Charlie considered an excited smile a toilet paper roll, before throwing it with definitely too much strength past Tina’s house. "Wait Bee-" Bumblebee was too ecstatic to hear Y/N, so he simply grabbed the whole toilet paper package and threw it on Tina’s house, a few rolls descending all over the roof, the others piling down in front of her entrance and front yard. Y/N and Charlie laughed quietly at Bumblebee’s clumsiness but nodded at his work of art. "Nice job buddy."

"Okay now the eggs." Charlie opened the carton and offered the first one to Y/N, who happily grabbed one and threw it on Tina’s new car.

"M’lady." Y/N grabbed the egg cartoon from Charlie’s hands to let her throw a few eggs too, before it got snatched from her hands by the robot and watched with her mouth open in shock Bumblebee walking towards Tina’s car and slamming 20 eggs on her car, then spreading them nicely with his hands all over the roof. "Oh my god!"

"Shit!" Y/N and Charlie tried to laugh as quietly as they could while watching Bumblebee ruin Tina’s car, before staring in stupor at the yellow robot when he started punching the car and smashing it with too much enthusiasm caused by their approving laughs. Tina’s car’s alarm blared up loudly and a few lights could be seen being switched on from the loud noise into the house, so Y/N and Charlie ducked down behind a few bushes and signaled for Bumblebee to join them to hide, but the yellow beetle turned Tina’s now completely ruined car to its right side and ducked down. "No Bee, come over here!"

Bumblebee quickly morphed back into a car and both girls swiftly entered the vehicle before speeding away from Tina’s house a second before the blonde could open her front door and notice the complete mess that was her front yard. "Holy shit! That was exciting!"

"Hell yeah! Fuck she almost caught us." Charlie screamed in enthusiasm, slapping Y/N’s shoulder gently as their chest heaved wildly from too much adrenaline. "Bee good shot buddy!" Charlie laughed loudly alongside Y/N when Bumblebee honked two times and speed up.

"You can slow down now, Bee." Y/N had just finished her sentence when blue and red lights appeared out of nowhere and the sound of the police siren echoed around the otherwise silent road. "Fuck!"

"Bee, slow down." Charlie repeated the Y/H/C girl’s words alarmed, looking behind her to see a police car chasing after them. "Bee! Holy shit!" Charlie screamed in panic when she noticed the yellow beetle was far from slowing down, just speeding up more, trying to obviously loose the police.

"Oh no, no. Holy fucking shit, no!" Y/N breathed out anxiously, not really wanting to go in jail because a stupid robot from outer space didn’t stop as required in this situation. "Charlie, what are we gonna do?!"

"Well we can definitely not stop now. They would ask too many questions." Charlie tried to reason even if her mind was spinning out of control, too much occupied with freaking out about police chasing after them. "Oh my god, Bee!" Charlie screamed in panic when she saw a car coming right at them, but a second before they could crash into it, Bumblebee decided to use the wall as a road, speeding up enough to drive upside down, their fastened seats belts preventing Y/N and Charlie to fall down onto the car roof.

"Holy shit this is so cool!" Y/N marveled at the crazy situation she got into, before widening her eyes when she noticed a barrier not too far away from them, grabbing instinctively Charlie’s hand and squeezing it for dear life, "Bee! The barrier!"

The yellow beetle promptly descended from the wall and resumed driving on the road, making the two girls sigh out of relief but never letting the other’s hand go. "Oh no! Bee there’s an interruption for roadworks! Bee the cars!" Charlie closed her eyes and clasped hard Y/N’s hand, only for her brown irises to open curiously when she noticed her seat belt got unfastened and she started shifting in her seat. "Oh shit." Bumblebee was half morphed into his robotic self as he tried to fit between the roadworks and the car in front of them, all the while moving Y/N’s and Charlie’s seats and causing them to be extremely close to each other, their noses brushing together and their lips almost touching. Charlie had very little time to notice YN’s free hand laid on her left boob, but when she tried to act on pure instinct to close that small gap between their lips, Bumblebee returned to his yellow beetle form and lost the police that stopped at the roadworks while they exited the tunnel. The two girls sat in silence, processing what just happened with the whole being chased by the police and the almost kiss that happened. Y/N hoped with all herself that Charlie didn’t notice her hand on her chest. She didn’t purposefully put her hand on her boob, but when Bumblebee moved them, the limited space and them squished together forced her hand to stay there. She could have removed it, but she couldn’t. She was too much shocked from the fact that she was actually groping Charlie Watson while also being a breath away from kissing her during a police chasing to actually move. But, alas, the moment, as short as it was, ended too soon for both girls’ likings.

"Hey, do you wanna stay here tonight? I have too much adrenaline that I think I won’t be able to sleep." Charlie asked after a minute of being sat in silence in the car, Bumblebee now safely parked in her garage.

"S-sure! I just need to go to my house to tell my mom about it and grab a few things for the night." Y/N noticed her voice was a few octaves lower than usual but she told herself it was due to her screaming in fright from Bumblebee’s dangerous ride and not for something else. They both exited the car and when Y/N started her walk to get out of the garage and go to her house, Charlie stayed put, wringing her hands nervously. The wanted to all herself to follow the girl, not wanting to stay away from her for too long, but she didn’t know if Y/N wanted to be alone for a little bit, so she stood frozen on her spot. When Y/N was almost out of the garage, she turned around and pointed the exit with her head, a small, shy smile gracing her beautiful features. "What are you doing there? Let’s go!"

Charlie mentally slapped herself at the dumb, big grin Y/N’s words triggered as she walked towards Y/N and followed her into her house. "Hello Miss Y/L/N." Charlie waved her hand shyly after Y/N asked her mom if she could stay at her house and pointed at her behind herself.

"Oh dear, call me Sharon. Go have fun on your sleepover. Oh and Charlie, keep her away from troubles, she kinda has a pull to them." Y/N’s mom cracked a joke, causing a small laugh to leave the brunette’s lips as Y/N rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"I will, don’t worry. It was nice meeting you." Charlie nodded at Y/N’s mom and was ready to follow Y/N out of her house when they were stopped right before they were walking out of the door.

"I’m leaving tomorrow morning, but when I come back you should totally stay for dinner."

"It would be a pleasure."

"Okay, call me when you arrive mom. I love you." Y/N turned around and walked back towards her mom to hugged her tightly once again while Charlie watched with her chest warming up at the cute moment the two were having, a gentle smile settling on her lips. "Let’s go."

As soon as they entered Charlie’s house, they grabbed something to eat and walked into Charlie’s room, Y/N going into the bathroom to change into her pjs, that consisted in grey shorts and a worn out black t-shirt, Charlie wearing just the same with her black shorts and white tee, before settling on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. "That was- something."

"It was amazing but frightening. Holy shit, did you see when Bumblebee started driving on the ceiling?! I never though it was possible. I spent the whole time thinking we would have crushed somewhere, but we didn’t! And when he shrank to drive between the roadworks and the cars on the other side?! Amazing!"

Charlie chuckled at Y/N’s cute rambling, her chest fluttering at the adorable sight before deciding to be a bit bolder and bring up Y/N groping her. "You grabbed my boob."

"What?" Y/N’s tried, but she was sure she failed, to prevent her eyes to widen too visibly at the sudden statement, but Charlie took her by surprise by acknowledging the fact that she grabbed her boob in the car and she definitely notice, because of course she noticed.

"Don’t play dumb. I’m not mad." Charlie hoped that with her gentle smile she was easing some of Y/N’s nerves, but even though the girl was finding that sight so cute, nothing would ever help her relax when she got caught with her slip up.

"I’m so sorry! It wasn’t intentional. Bumblebee moved us too quickly and I obviously wasn’t expecting it, so when I moved my hand instinctively to prevent to fall off the seat, we were so close that my hand laid on your chest. I’m so so so sorry." Charlie nibbled on her bottom lip to subdue the big grin starting to form from Y/N’s adorable rambling she seemed to have set off with just a few words but couldn’t help the fluttering in her stomach at the memory of the feeling the Y/H/C girl’s hand sparked when it laid on her boob.

"Would you still be sorry if it was intentional?" Charlie asked boldly, not really knowing where the fuck she found this cheeky courage, but she sure as hell was going to take advantage of it as she reveled in the hard blush adorning the girl’s cheeks.

"I-I-I’m sorry, w-what?" Y/N cursed herself for stuttering, but how could she ask her brain to function properly when the brunette asked that kind of questions?

"Would you still be sorry if you grabbed my boob intentionally?"

Y/N knew what Charlie was doing, she was flirting. Normally, she would have flirted back, making the girl blush furiously before kissing her, but this was not the case. It was the other way around (minus the kiss). Charlie was reducing her into a stuttering, blushing mess with just a few teasing words, words that normally would have fueled her to flirt back and to act on them quickly. Y/N then stopped a moment to consider her options here. She could just crack a joke and make Charlie change the subject, but she seemed to be incapable of doing that. She didn’t want to change to subject. She wanted to talk about how good it felt to touch Charlie in that way and how much she wanted to do that again, intentionally this time. The intense stare Charlie was regarding her with, her brown eyes full of expectation and determination, their close proximity that somehow reduced when Y/N was too lost in her brain to notice, their hands almost touching and the comforting warmth emanating off Charlie, made Y/N come to a decision and spoke with a soft, whispered tone, "no."

"I’m sorry, what was that?" Charlie heard Y/N perfectly, her room was completely silent save for their soft breaths, but she just wanted Y/N to repeat that simple, single word that elicited so many emotions all at once Charlie almost felt overwhelmed and hoped she got them at bay enough to not be heard in her voice.

"No." Y/N repeated louder this time, staying put as she boldly leaned her hand on Charlie’s soft one and held their eye contact with such resolve, she almost amazed herself at her cheekiness.

"Would you do that again, right here, right now?" Charlie licked her dry lips after speaking up with her voice an octave lower and a bit trembling, anticipation already eating up at the pit of her stomach as she fidgeted almost imperceptibly in her spot for Y/N’s answer.

"Yes. But I would like to kiss you before that." The world then stopped for both of them, too busy to freak out in their minds to notice how their faces burned from their scorching blushes and their hands subconsciously entwined.

They let their loud, heavy breaths fill the silence as their hearts beat wildly in their ribcage, so much that the two girls were sure the other could hear their heartbeat. "Then what are you waiting for?"

Y/N felt her mind spin out of control at that validating question, but she got quickly brought back on earth when Charlie’s hand squeezed hers gently as her eyes sparkled with affection and willpower. With a grounding breath, Y/N slowly closed the gap between them, so happy that Charlie met her halfway, conveying even more how much she also really wanted that kiss to happen. Their lips moved over one another like they finally found the missing piece to their puzzles, slotting over slowly to really appreciate that moment, savoring and drinking the other up like they had been thirsty all their lives and had finally found their yearned water. Sadly, when air was necessary they reluctantly pulled away, not before sharing one more sweet peck, and leaned their foreheads together as they breath the other in contentedly, their overflowing happiness proven by their bright smiles etched on their a bit swollen mouths. "Would it be too cliché if I told you that that kiss was the best I’ve ever had?"

"Not at all. That was earth shattering." Charlie sighed out dreamily, letting wild butterflies fly around in her stomach as their noses brushed together and their lips ghosted over each other.

"You flatter me, Watson."

"Don’t get too cocky Y/LN, or that will be our first and last kiss." Charlie countered back with a fond roll of her eyes but the small smile on her red lips told Y/N she was only teasing.

"I don’t believe you one bit." Y/N argued, her smug grin broadening when she leaned their bodies impossibly closer and heard Charlie let out a soft gasp. "I’m sure that you will resist less than a minute before caving in for my kisses."

"Pft, please. You are getting too confident about your kissing skills." Charlie fought against every cell in her body to not surrender for Y/N’s teasing antics, wanting to at least prove to the girl that she wasn’t that disperate to kiss her - she totally was -.

"I’m not. I just like to ready body reactions to certain things and my closeness is making you fidget. When I lean just that tad bit so our lips almost touch, you gasp almost imperceptibly-" Y/N explained slowly, drawing each word with a tone an octave lower than usual, "and when I pull away you sigh softly and bit on your bottom lip." Y/N’s Y/E/C irises followed the movement of Charlie’s teeth sinking sinfully on those full, soft lips, craving with all of her being to replace the brunette’s teeth with her own.

C’mon Watson, flirt back. You can do it. "Well, it’s not like you’re composed and completely not affected by my kisses and body too. I can see your chest heaving profoundly and I bet my favorite wrench that if I do this-" Y/N gasped loudly when Charlie leaned down and bit softly on Y/N’s bottom lip, releasing it a few seconds later, but staying in close proximity to Y/N’s mouth, "you will gasp out loud." Charlie’s bright grin would have been the most cute thing that Y/N had ever seen if it wasn’t from the growing arousal and the unbearable need to kiss Charlie again clouding her mind with lust. But she can’t relent now. She wants Charlie to cave in first. She was almost sure she was going to win, but the next thing Charlie did made Y/N putty in her hands as she forced a loud moan from her, "and I’m pretty sure that if I do this-" Charlie boldly slipped her hand slowly caressing the girl’s spine down and grasp her ass hard, causing their bodies to flush together and their noses to bump slightly, while triggering a wail out of Y/N’s throat as her body completely surrendered to the brunette’s teasing, not even mad about how thin her resolve was around the brown eyed girl, "hm, I though you would have whimpered under your breath, but holy shit that moan was the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard."

"Shit Charlie, kiss me now."

"So I won."

"I don’t fucking care right now, all I care about is I want your lips on mine again, right in this moment." Y/N almost shouted in pure, raw need, keeping her voice as quiet as possible without waking up Charlie’s parents.

The brunette hummed happily as she brushed their lips together, her hand never stopping her soft and slow kneading, "I need to hear it."

"Charlie, I swear-"

"Say it." Charlie smug smirk was irritating Y/N to no end. She wanted those lips now.

"You fucking won. Now come here." Y/N sneaked her left hand around Charlie’s neck to bring their lips together in a bruising, fervent kiss as the other followed its own mind and slipped under Charlie’s tee to grab her bra-free boob and grasp it forcefully, both moaning delighted into the kiss as their blood boiled over with scorching arousal.

"Fuck." Charlie whispered out after they detached their lips with their lungs screaming for fresh hair, their wandering hands still clasped greedily around their bodies and never stopping their unrelenting movements.

"Yup, I’m not sorry about this." Y/N nodded in a daze as her eyes strayed from the almost black, brown pools and followed the kneading of her hand from over Charlie’s tee, shivers invading her body when a pebbled nipple brushed delightfully over her palm. Suddenly Y/N stopped her movements altogether and regarded Charlie with a soft, worried expression. "Is this okay?"

Charlie groaned in response at Y/N stopping her wonderful ministrations and from the kind, thoughtful question, "of course. This is perfect." Charlie whispered out with a soft smile, kissing Y/N gently on her lips before moving her hand caressing the girl’s neck to grasp her free hand gently, "in fact, I was thinking about you could do this." Charlie’s cheeky smirk flitted over her features as she pushed Y/N’s other hand under her t-shirt and laid it on her neglected breast, wailing under breath at the new sensations resulted.

"Holy fucking shit." Y/N was speechless in front of Charlie’s boldness, but she would lie if the said she wasn’t loving it. Moving her hand and arm to try to be as comfortable as she could, she tentatively massaged Charlie’s soft mound, watching with rapt attention her contracted abdomen from where her shit rode up due to both of her hands under it, but before she could match her other’s hand tempo, Charlie pushed them gently so she was lying on her back with Y/N straddling her hips, now both of the brunette’s hands slipped under her pants and grasping her ass greedily.

"Mh, now this is so much better."

"Indeed, babe." They both giggled despite their hands placements before diving right back in and resumed their kissing, switching between languid, slow kisses and frantic, needy ones. They never went past soft kneading and hard kissing, basking in their lustful but gentle bubble and not rushing anything. They still met about a week prior and they had their first kiss around an hour ago, they just gave in their lust and allowed touches to become more daring and their kisses to be deeper and needier, but they didn’t do anything that felt rushed. After slowing down, sharing just a few soft, gentle pecks and their hands in more appropriate places, they giggled gently at the crazy day they had and how wonderfully it ended, leaning over to slip their tongues into their mouths and kiss lazily. They jumped apart in fright not too long after when they heard the doorknob of Charlie’s bedroom door creak loudly in the silent room and put a great amount of distance between them just in time for a sleepy Sally to come into view.

"Oh Charlie you’re back." She squinted her eyes in the dim lit room, only illuminated by the Charlie’s nightstand lamp, and smiled at Y/N when she spotted her beside Charlie. "Oh Y/N, you’re here too."

"Is it okay if she stays here tonight?" Charlie asked shyly, her face sporting a crimson color for being almost caught making out with Y/N in her bed by her mom.

"Of course honey. Have fun girls and don’t stay up too late, okay?"

"We won’t mom."

"Goodnight Sally." Y/N finally found her voice as she smiled towards Charlie’s mom but not daring to meet her eyes because she was sure she would combust from too much embarrassment.

"Goodnight girls." And then Sally closed the bedroom door and both Y/N and Charlie let out loud breaths of relief, before bursting out laughing.

"Oh shit she almost walked in on us!"

"That would have been so embarrassing." Charlie spoke between soft giggles, her face hiding into Y/N’s neck as the girl engulfed her in her arms and flushed their bodies together.

"Are you kidding me? If she came a few minutes earlier she would have walked in on me groping your boobs in your bed. I would have fled the country to prevent her to kill me." Y/N looked in fright in the distance at the image and shivered wildly as she tried to get rid of those scenarios.

"How dramatic. My mom would have never done that. She accepts my sexuality and even if she would have made us a speech in the middle of the night about being careful and to be 100% sure to have sex, she would have been totally okay. She likes you."

"Wait really?"

"Yeah, she actually told me that yesterday. She thinks you are, and I quote, ‘a sweetheart. She is a good influence on you, young lady’."

"Wow, I’m honored really." Y/N felt her stomach flutter at this new information as a small shy smile flitted over her lips, "and about the whole speech about sex in the middle of the night? Were you serious?"

"Yeah." Charlie snorted at the widened eyes Y/N sported at her admission, "she actually did that when she caught me kiss a girl a last year. It was only one kiss and when I was in the car with her she totally went with ‘Charlie remember, always be careful. Sex is a really important step in life’ and I stopped her right away telling her it was only one simple kiss. I didn’t even see that girl again."

"Oh my god that would have been hilarious to watch." Y/N could picture perfectly a red faced Charlie in the car with her mom talking about sex.

"Don’t tell me. I think she just thought I spent my summer at summer camp having sex with that girl."

"I mean, did you?" Y/N cursed herself under her breath for letting her jealous side take over and ask that stupid question, but Charlie’s small, delighted smile told her she didn’t overstep a line.

"No. I spent my entire summer pining over her. And when I was ready to leave, dejected that I was too much of a chicken to ask her out, she came up to me and kissed me. Then my mom arrived. Brief but intense relationship." Charlie quipped, causing a soft snort to leave Y/N as she shook her head at the girl’s joke.

"Speaking of- uhm- relationships- w-would- I mean, you can say no- we can always wait- but- what I’m trying to s-say is-"

"Yes, it would be an honor to be your girlfriend." Charlie interrupted Y/N’s adorable rambling with a dazzling kiss before whispering her answer on her lips.

"Oh well, I was just trying to ask you out on a date, but I’m definitely liking this better." Y/N felt her stomach do somersaults at the inebriating giggle leaving Charlie and a smile flitted over her lips as she gazed down and into brown irises.

"You’re a dork."

"This dork is now your girlfriend miss Watson."

"And I’ve never felt so happy about something."

-

"Good morning family!" Charlie entered the kitchen with Y/N right behind her, sporting a wide smile and kissing each one of the three occupants of the table on their heads, before grabbing two pop tarts and pushing Y/N out of the kitchen and towards the garage, the girl waving and bidding Charlie’s family goodbye before entering the garage and closing the door.

"Is she on drugs?" Otis asked in a still shocked haze at her sister entrance, getting out of it when her mom slapped softly the back of his head with a fond sigh.

Y/N didn’t have time to turn around after closing the door that her back immediately came in contact with the wooden surface and a pair of dizzying lips wrapped over her own in a fierce, deep kiss. "Hi." Charlie whispered after pulling away, smiling shyly at Y/N, her cheeks tinted in a rosy hue and her teeth nibbling on her a bit swollen bottom lip.

"Hello to you too." The two girls stared into the other’s eyes intensely, their bottom lips trapped under their teeth to prevent their already big grins to broaden more, as their hands grasped at the other to almost make sure it was happening and it wasn’t a dream. Their staring contest was interrupted when they heard Bumblebee shift into his robotic form, causing them to focus their attention on him.

"Hey Bee."

"Hi buddy, sleep well?" The two spoke at the same time, noticing how the robot looked like he was glowing and smiling at them. "He saw, didn’t he?"

Then Bumblebee fumbled with the radio and a singing voice echoed around the room, "oh yeah!"

"Great!" Y/N chuckled at Bumblebee’s unique way to answer to question as she shook her head in amusement.

"Am I the only one who noticed that he is smiling at us?" Charlie asked inquisitively, eyeing Bumblebee’s robotic face and couldn’t understand how the hell was possible that he was grinning at them if his face was in an O shape. "He’s smiling at us." Charlie repeated as she shifted her gaze from Bumblebee to Y/N and asked silently if Y/N noticed it too, the girl nodding affirmatively as both focused their attention back on the yellow beetle.

Again, a shuffling sound bounced off the walls of the garage as the yellow robot found the words to answer to Charlie’s question, "I- am- happy- for you- two." A mix of different voices combined with a few sung words came out of Bumblebee, his answer immediately triggering big grins from the two girls, whose awed out loud at him and run up to engulf him in a hug, Bumblebee reciprocating the gesture right away.

"If I remember correctly, I promised you ice cream and churros."

"Yeah, I’m still waiting for you to make it up to me for your not-so-good joke."

Y/N hummed softly, walking closer to Charlie and sneaking her arms around the brunette’s waist to flush their bodies together, "I can think of a few different ways to make it up to you and they don’t necessarily involve ice cream and churros." Y/N wrapped her lips around Charlie’s ones languidly, her tongue slipping past them when she gasped at the sensual gesture and licking every angle of the girl’s mouth for just a few seconds before drawing back with labored breath.

"As much as tempting your proposal is, I really want a churro." Charlie kissed the adorable pout off Y/N’s face when that meant they had to stop kissing and smiled brightly at her, before her grin morphed into a cheeky one when her hands slid down her girlfriend’s ass and grasped it hard, "but we can always go somewhere where we can enact your proposal later." Charlie leaned down to kiss Y/N deeply, her tongue slipping past Y/N’s lips immediately, taking advantage of her slightly parted mouth, and both moaned delighted at the sensations the kiss sparked. "Let’s go before someone comes here and finds us making out with Bumblebee standing awkwardly beside us."

"That would be an hilarious but really difficult thing to explain." Y/N quipped, patting Bumblebee’s hood when the robot shifted into his beetle form, his doors already open for the two girls to enter the vehicle and honking softly to not startle Charlie’s family on the other room.

"Okay Bee, to the pier. Y/N is buying ice cream and churros!" Charlie excitedly told the robot, who just started driving and honked two times in enthusiasm.

"Just know that I want to treat you to a proper date too. Ice cream and churro seems too lame for a first date." Y/N turned her head around after a minute of enjoying the view passing by them to regard Charlie with a small, shy smile, her cheeks tinted with a slightly rosy color.

"I’m with you. It’s already perfect." Charlie admitted with a bashful grin, her eyes searching Y/N’s Y/E/C ones and staring into them deeply, conveying all her bottled up feelings.

"Cheesy, Watson. I liked it." Y/N leaned over Charlie to peck her lips softly, before sighing out happily and leaning away to bump their noses together cutely. Suddenly Y/N felt a force coming from her seat under herself that pushed her towards Charlie and caused her body to collide not-so-gently into the brunette’s one.

Charlie instinctively rounded her arms around her girlfriend’s body to stabilize her and smiled warmly down at her. "Easy there."

"I swear it wasn’t me. Bee!" Y/N detached her eyes from Charlie’s magnetic brown pools to reprimand the robot, who simply pushed her more into Charlie, causing a small squeal to leave Y/N’s mouth and a loud laugh to tumble out of Charlie’s throat.

"He knows too." Charlie spoke up after her giggles subsided a little, her tone suddenly serious, before her face erupted into a big grin and her brown irises stared affectionately at Y/N.

"Knows what?" Y/N asked curiously, wanting to know what he girlfriend meant with her serious tone as she nibbled her bottom lip from their inebriating proximity.

"It’s not working- fuck!" Y/N slammed the wrench on the table full of other tools and sighed out in exasperation. They had been trying to fix Bumblebee’s stereo problem at all costs but with no avail and Y/N was getting frustrated. It should be simple. She feels like it should be simple, but she can’t figure out what was missing.

"Hey, no Y/N. We’re close, I can feel it. We just need a little break. Thinking too much will take us nowhere." Charlie walked towards Y/N and grabbed her shoulders, massaging the tense muscles there to get the girl to relax a bit and succeeding almost immediately when she felt the girl’s body ease up a bit. "Bee, you should take a rest too. There are a few movies you can watch here. We’re gonna lay down a bit to take a break. Honk if you need something." Bumblebee nodded gently and turned around in search of a new movie to watch, both girls smiling fondly at how cute the robot looked while doing anything at all. Y/N was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt a hand pull her away her stalling position beside the work table and towards the door that would lead them out of the garage and into the house, "c’mon, we can go to my room for our break." Charlie closed the garage door without letting go of their hands, now with their fingers intertwined together that was causing goosebumps to spread all over their skin, and started walking towards her bedroom, passing by the living room before strolling down the hallway.

"Damn Watson, two times in a day in your room. If you wanted to get into my pants, you just needed to ask." Y/N couldn’t help but joke to light up the sudden heavy air that wrapped over them on the way to Charlie’s bedroom, but she couldn’t help the scorching blush that settled on her cheeks at her innuendo. Little did she know Charlie had the same, if not deeper, color tinting her cheeks at her words, fighting against the butterflies flying around in her stomach while acting like what Y/N just said didn’t affect her at all.

"Ha ha ha. Are you always that funny Y/L/N?"

"Only with you miss Watson."

"Okay well, in this case then, since you’re so extremely funny, you’re lying down on the floor." Charlie retorted with a faux serious expression, lifting her chin up in challenge before throwing herself on her bed and adjusted her body so she was purposefully taking the whole bed, leaving no space on the mattress for Y/N to lay on.

"Oh no. You took the whole bed!" Charlie smiled triumphantly at her teasing and went to retort wittingly to Y/N to lay down on the floor when the girl continued, "oh well, this predicament leaves me no other choice!"

Charlie let a smug, triumphant smile take over her features, only for it to change into a shocked, frighted expression as a loud squeal left her lips when she felt a body collide ungracefully on her own and groaned in pain at the weight on her body. "Y/N! You’re heavy!"

"Shush, I’m trying to find a comfy position." Y/N tossed around for a more dramatic effect before slumping her body on Charlie’s one, mimicking her exact same position on the bed to lay her body perfectly on the brunette’s one. "Ah yes, now it’s perfect."

"Y/N, I’m serious. If you don’t get off of me in 5 seconds, I will shove you off of me." Charlie grunted between her teeth, fighting against the incoming blush at the intimate position they were in and from the Y/H/C girl’s weight on her own, squishing her on the bed, before Y/N snorted at her words.

"I would really like you try smarty paNTS." Y/N didn’t have time to finish her phrase when she felt Charlie move her body to the side to try to throw her off the bed, so she moved quickly and gripped Charlie’s body hard. Their now entwined bodies caused them to fall both off the bed, both grunting out in pain when they collided harshly on the floor, Y/N on her back and Charlie right on top of her. "Nice move Watson."

"It technically is your fault asshole. You clutched on my body."

"Yes, only because you tried to push me off the bed!" Y/N countered back and left out a puff of laughter at their funny discussion.

"You were crushing me!" Charlie reasoned and shook her head in amusement, the glee swirling in Y/N’s eyes freed the butterflies trying desperately to fly around her stomach, increasing in volume only when Charlie noticed the position they were now in after falling off the bed.

"You took the whole bed when you promised me some relaxing time." Y/N countered back, her voice cracking on the last word when she saw Charlie’s eyes flit down on her lips for a brief second before meeting her gaze once again. Holy shit. Y/N pretty much screamed in her head when she felt the brunette shift slightly on top of her, the motions igniting a fire that quickly spread throughout her body and raised her temperature quickly. C’mon Y/N, flirt. Don’t act like a nervous teenage boy. Y/N pep talked herself before clearing her throat and brushing a strand of hair that fell on the side of Charlie’s head behind her ear, watching the brunette’s faint blush intensifying in color, "as much as I’m loving this position we found ourselves in, I would like to really lay down on the bed. My back is killing me."

When Charlie gulped dryly and nodded, not really trusting her brain right now to form coherent thoughts and for her mouth to speak only, Y/N patted herself on her shoulder from pulling the craved reaction from Charlie before sitting up alongside the brunette and laying down on the comfy mattress. "Oh yes, this is much better than the hard floor." Y/N reveled in the softest and the cutest giggle leaving Charlie’s lips and smiled warmly at her, "now c’mere." When Charlie merely looked at her confused, Y/N was quick to clarify her words, "we can resume our position on the floor, I promise I am a great cuddler."

Charlie blushed furiously but moved towards the bed nonetheless, sitting down on the mattress and staring at Y/N’s beautiful features for just a second before laying down on her body, getting comfortable and letting the shivers invade her skin when Y/N circled her arm around her torso and started caressing her back up and down softly. "This feels so good and relaxing." Charlie let out in a soft whisper, sighing out at the relaxing peace wrapping them in a quiet bubble and cuddling more into Y/N while staring into space and playing with a strand of Y/N’s Y/H/C hair.

"Yeah." Y/N agreed a second later, her eyes sweeping over Charlie’s room before settling on a bookshelf full of books, vinyls and movies cassettes.

"How is going with unpacking?" The soft and warm tone coming from the brunette pulled Y/N out of her head and made her look down to meet the girl’s sparking brown irises. She’s so beautiful.

"Pretty good actually. We almost got everything in place. In a few days my mom is going to go to Portland to get a few more things and we’re completely moved in."

"Are you going with her?" Charlie asked gently, lifting her head up a bit to stare at Y/N properly and ignoring at all costs how now their faces were so close to each other.

"It depends. Are you gonna miss me Watson?"

"Of course not. You’re a jerk." Charlie scoffed and slapped Y/N’s stomach when she saw the girl snort out a ‘sure’.

"But seriously, no. My mom is gonna meet with my aunt not too far from here and they are going to spend a few days there together. I’m staying here to tidy up the house a bit while my mom is spending a few days with her sister."

"Who are you staying with?" Charlie asked, hoping her question seemed like she was worrying like a friend should and not because she desperately wanted to ask Y/N to stay at her house while her mom was in Portland.

"No one I think. My mom trusts me so she is letting me stay alone."

"Acting so grown up miss Y/N." Charlie mocked Y/N with a small tut and watched Y/N roll her eyes fondly and smile at her teasing. "You can stay here."

"Really?" Y/N was truly taken aback from the offer, she just met Charlie and even if she felt like she have known her her whole life, she was surprised she offered to let her stay at her place instead of making her stay at home alone.

"Of course! I need to ask my mom, but I’m sure she is gonna say yes. We’re gonna have so much fun! I don’t have work till Monday, so I’m all yours." Charlie pretty much regretted her choice of words as soon as a smirk settled on Y/N’s features.

"Oh is that so?"

Charlie didn’t know where the courage she used to speak up was from, or how she managed to lean their faces so close together their noses were almost brushing, but she was sure as hell she was gonna use it to her advantage, "yes."

"Y’know-" Y/N started with a small intake of breath, Charlie’s perfume invading every cell of her body making her lightheaded, "when I moved here I thought I would lay low and keep myself at a good enough distance from everyone to help my broken heart mend its wounds alone without risking of breaking it again in the process."

"So you basically wanted to become the badass, fuck off don’t talk to me, lesbian walking trope?" Charlie interrupted Y/N’s speech with a small amused smile, her words immediately causing Y/N’s eyes to roll in fond exasperation at the joke and shook her head gently.

"Ha ha, very funny."

"You’re not denying it tho."

"Anyway- I planned to do just that so I could have a chill and relaxing summer. But then I saw you in that amazing uniform-" Charlie scoffed at the clear teasing tone Y/N used when she stressed the word ‘amazing’ out to describe her work outfit, but didn’t interrupt her, "I don’t know, I felt like- the urge to get to know you." They both smiled shyly when Y/N paused a few seconds before continuing, "and fate decided that when I was distracted with throwing a group of people’s frisbee that fell in front of my feet to them, Tina made you trip and spill two cups of lemonade on me."

"Ugh I hate that bitch. She is always trying to make my life a living hell and I don’t even know why!"

"I may have a theory." Y/N responded pensively, her eyes shining with pure affection and sincerity, as she pushed a strand of Charlie’s hair behind her ear, a gesture that made the brunette stomach knot over itself.

"What is it?"

"She is envious." Y/N stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world but Charlie simply stared at her like she grew two heads.

"What? You’re kidding right?"

"I’m not! People like Tina behaves like she does because they are envious of their target." When Charlie kept looking at Y/N skeptically, the Y/E/C girl sighed out softly and cupped her cheek sweetly, caressing her jaw in gentle, smooth circles, "even if I can clearly see you are doubting my words, I can assure you it’s the truth."

"She is the prettiest girl in school and she is rich. On the other hand I-"

"Nope, I’m not going to let you put yourself down. You can’t see what I see Charlie. You are smart, hardworking, passionate and just the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Yeah Tina is rich, but she didn’t earn her money. Her father did. On the other hand, you worked your ass off to save enough money to buy a car and what happened? You now have one that is also a fucking robot!" Charlie felt her eyes prickle with tears at the heartfelt words Y/N directed at her, "stop doubting yourself. Fuck what others think."

"I-I- thank you." Charlie stammered with her breath shallower and a lone tear escaping her left eyes, but Y/N quickly wiped it away with her thumb.

"Don’t thank me. I truly meant what I said." And in a second the air around them thickened, wrapping them in an electrifying atmosphere that was making their head gravitate towards each other slowly, a magnetic force that was desperately trying to close the gap between their lips. But just when they were about to lean into that last inch left, a loud honk echoed around the silent house, reverberating through Charlie’s room and both jumped apart in fright, putting a great amount of space between them as they laid side by side staring at the ceiling with short breaths, heaving chests and their hearts beating so loud in their ribcage they were positive the could hear the other’s heartbeat.

"Maybe-" Charlie cleared her throat when her tone was a lot lower than it normally was and got rid of the lump in her throat, "maybe we should go back to working. I think Bee is done watching movies." Charlie attempted to joke to light up this heavy air in the room, smiling triumphantly when she succeeded in that task hearing a short snort of amusement coming from Y/N.

"Yeah, we should get going before he starts honking until we go back to him."

"Oh please, let’s go. I don’t want the whole city to hear his childish behavior."

The two girls shared a heartfelt laugh before sitting up and walking out of the room, both feeling a strange - in a good way - warmth in their chests from what just happened in Charlie’s room. The didn’t notice the other smiling shyly with their cheeks burning in a crimson color on their way to the garage - a blush that disappeared completely once they joined Bumblebee again - .

-

"I have an idea."

"I’m all ears Watson." Y/N sighed out in frustration with their umpteenth attempt of fixing Bumblebee’s problem with his radio and placed the wrench she just used on the work bench, before leaning on it with her butt.

"We can use the Corvette’s radio. It’s brand new." Charlie shrugged and played with the hem of her black tee and looked down at her shoes, not really wanting to meet Y/N’s judgmental eyes at her stupid idea. When Y/N stayed silent, Charlie’s heart fell in the pit of her stomach and was ready to cover it all with a joke, but instead she squealed in surprise when Y/N grabbed her legs and lifted her up, spinning her around in circles in her arms as she looked up at her with pride in her Y/E/C hues, "Y/N, oh my god!" Y/N laughed alongside Charlie, her stomach erupting in frenzy butterflies when the brunette’s melodious laugh reached her ears.

"Don’t ever, and I say ever, put yourself down like you just did. It’s a great idea! Let’s get back to work, c’mon." Y/N put Charlie down and grasped her hand gently, leading her towards the Corvette, grabbing a few tools on her way to the vehicle, to remove the radio from the Corvette and to replace it in Bumblebee’s system.

-

After an half an hour, the two girls finally connected the new radio in and they swore they saw Bumblebee smile at them in appreciation.

"He is really liking our gift." Charlie asked when they tidied up the garage a bit and smiled at Bumblebee when she saw him sitting on the floor and play around with the radio.

Y/N turned around and nodded as her eyes studied the robot and grinned warmly at him before setting her Y/E/C irises on the beauty that was Charlie Watson, "yeah, I’m glad he is happy." Y/N let her eyes stray on the yellow robot for a few more seconds only for them to go back on Charlie when she heard the girl speak up again.

"Wanna go for a ride?" Charlie asked shyly as she fiddled around with her fingers waiting impatiently for Y/N’s answer.

"Yes, but I’m keeping my shirt on today." Y/N quipped with a smug smirk on and saw a blush adorn Charlie’s features and the Y/H/C girl decided to tease the girl a little bit more to see how much she can make the other girl flush. "You have to find other ways to take my shirt off." She nonchalantly added as she passed by her to go put a few tools on the table and noticed how red the girl immediately became at her words. She is so cute.

"I-I-I-"

Noticing how she reduced the brunette into a blushing, stuttering mess, and finding the girl opening and closing her mouth repeatedly really amusing, she decided to have some mercy and draw Bumblebee’s attention, "hey B, are you ready?" The robot looked from the wall full of vinyls to Y/N’s direction and sprinted up right after her question and morphed into his beetle form and opened the doors for them to sit in. Y/N walked on the driver’s side and held the door open for Charlie, "m’lady." Y/N bowed comically at the girl and Charlie snorted amused at the girl’s funny antics, kissing her cheek softly after riding a bold courage wave and now it was Y/N’s turn to blush.

"Get in dork."

-

"What is he doing?" Y/N asked confused when she noticed Bumblebee was still fumbling around with the radio.

"I don’t know. Maybe he doesn’t know how it works. Bee you need to find a station so you can listen to music." Charlie shook her head fondly when Bumblebee kept changing stations every two seconds so the brunette stretched her arm over and lowered the volume so the sound won’t bother them.

"So Watson, where are we going?"

"I wanted to show you a special spot. I go there to think." Charlie side-eyed Y/N and smiled brightly when she noticed the girl staring at her with fondness written all over her face. She is so cute.

"So you think sometimes." Y/N mocked Charlie with a huge smirk and mirth swimming in her eyes, that only intensified when Charlie’s jaw slacked opened at the joke and gasped gently.

"Okay, you are going to get out of my car now Y/L/N." Charlie dramatically declared and pointed at Y/N’s door with her head.

"Oh c’mon it was a good joke!"

"No one laughed, not even Bee, right?" Charlie gasped in shock when Bumblebee honked two times and locked their doors to signal Y/N wasn’t going to get out of the car, as if Charlie would’ve allowed that. "Really Bee? You’re picking her side?" Charlie asked flabbergasted while sending dirty looks at the with her brown eyes full of amusement and fond annoyance.

"Don’t be upset Charlie, I promise it was just a joke!" Y/N slid to her left and sat close to Charlie to wrap her arm around the girl’s shoulder, who left Bumblebee to drive while she decided to resist Y/N’s embrace with her arms crossed and a big pout adorning her lips. "Ohw, even if this pouty face is so freaking cute, I wanna see that dazzling smile of yours." When Charlie’s frown stayed - even if she was literally fighting against every single face muscle from smiling at Y/N’s charming words - Y/N hugged Charlie closer and kissed her temple gently, "okay, I’ll buy you ice cream when we’ll be back."

"And a churro." Charlie murmured gently, causing a soft snort to leave the Y/H/C girl’s mouth.

"Okay, breathe Y/N. Here, sit." Charlie drew over a stool near her and shoved a few tools perched on it off, making them fall on the ground in loud clanks, before pushing on Y/N’s shoulders and making her sit down. Y/N stared up at her with wide eyes, her Y/E/C hues shifting from her reassuring and comforting brown eyes to Bumblebee watching the scene unfold in front of him curiously. "Breathe, in and out." Charlie inhaled slowly, holding her breath a few moments before exhaling loudly, watching the girl doing the same. "Better?"

Y/N nodded slowly, her wide eyes settling on the yellow robot for 30 seconds and Charlie could literally see cogs moving inside her mind, "that’s so fucking cool." She finally breathed out, a loud laugh following soon after, causing Charlie to giggle nervously alongside her.

"Are you okay with that?"

"I’m not really sure what that is, but yes. If you are." The last spoken sentence warmed Charlie’s heart wildly, causing a small smile to roll over her lips as she, without properly thinking about it, surged forward and engulfed the girl in a tight embrace.

"Thank you." They stayed like that a few more seconds, soaking up in the inebriating sensation of being in each other’s arms while Bumblebee watched them curiously, battling his eyes intrigued. Before they could separate, Bumblebee joined them and hugged them both, gently enough to prevent squeezing them and hurting them, a couple of squeals of surprise followed by a choir of ‘aw’s fell out from the girls at the sudden gesture the yellow car just pulled. "Y/N let me introduce you to Bumblebee." Charlie motioned at the robot now standing a few feet from them after they pulled away from the hug, "Bumblebee, this is Y/N." Y/N chuckled under her breath when he reciprocated the gesture back at her when she waved at him.

"It’s nice to meet you buddy." She smiled warmly at the unexpectedly nice and gentle robot, then shifted her eyes back on the brunette watching them with a cute grin on her lips, "I don’t know about you, but this-" she gestured around the room with her free hand as her right one was busy playing with an hanging string of Charlie’s sleeveless, black denim jacket, "this is what I call a party." Y/N’s stomach combusted in itself at the delicate giggle Charlie emitted at her joke while shaking her head fondly down at her, her own hand resting on the girl’s shoulder to caress the skin at the base of her neck half exposed by her white shirt.

"I’m glad you’re not freaking out about this."

"I’m totally cool with it. I mean look at him so cute and scared of us." Y/N quipped as she noticed the car standing in a nervous stance with his robotic hands folded together.

"Bee, you don’t have to be scared. She is not dangerous, just annoying." Charlie joked with a serious expression, that cracked as soon as Y/N shoved her away from her with an offended scoff and crossed her arms indignantly. Not resisting the energetic pull she feels when she is with Y/N, Charlie resumed her position back in front of Y/N and side hugged her with a soft snort. The girl resisted the brunette’s embrace only for a few seconds with her arms crossed under her chest and the cutest pout on her lips before giving in and wrapping her left arm around Charlie’s waist with a small grin rolling over her face.

Bumblebee let out a bunch of buzzing sounds, clearly trying to say something, but he gave up after a few tries dejected. "He looks like he wants to say something."

"Yeah, I think he has some problems with the vocal system. I was just about to check on the few flaws when you walked in." Charlie explained and watched Y/N nod absentmindedly as she assessed the car in deep thought.

"Let’s take a look shall we?" Y/N spoke about a minute later with a shit eating grin as she tapped Charlie’s hip before letting go of Charlie’s waist and walked towards the table to grab a few tools, the brunette on her tail exuding the same amount of excitement.

A few hours later they let Bumblebee take a rest after running some test and finding in his surprisingly expressive face fatigue and tiredness, as they chilled in the Corvette, resuming the positions they were in the previous night, except Charlie’s feet were now gently placed on Y/N’s lap as the girl caressed her ankle softly. "How was your day?"

"Pretty hectic to say the least. I went to Uncle Hank like I do almost everyday to search for a few parts that could be used to fix this baby-" Charlie strayed her eyes from Y/N’s magnetic ones to look at her hand caressing gingerly the steering wheel for a few seconds, before dropping her hand back on her stomach and looking at Y/N once again, who was genuinely listening intently to her retelling, "I found one on an old boat and when jumped down from it, it fell sideways to another boat, that knocked another one and so on-" Charlie slumped over to slap Y/N’s forearm when she heard a small snort leave her lips curled in an amused grin, then resumed her story as she settled comfortably back on the car door, "and it finally stopped at a yellow beetle covered with a dirty cloth. Uncle Hank told me that if I was able to bring him back to life, it would’ve been mine. And here we are! My mom almost walked in on Bee in his true form like you did. But he was fast enough to transform into a beetle for her to not notice."

"I would have payed to see your reaction when your mom knocked on the door and walked in." Y/N let out through an airy laugh, Charlie smiling fondly at the memory.

"Oh trust me, my mom doesn’t knock. She just plainly walks in."

"Damn. I hope she never did when you were with your boyfriend." Charlie noticed beyond that witty remark, Y/N’s tone held an edge she could’t quite figure out. Could it be jealousy? Charlie thought hopefully as her stomach knotted over itself.

"I’ve- I’ve never been in a relationship." Charlie admitted shyly, looking down at her hand picking at a thumbnail nervously at her embarrassing admission of her love life, or, more accurately, lack of.

"It’s okay Charlie, you want to find the right guy to start a relationship. It’s cute." Y/N reassured with a warming tone, caressing her shin gently to convey as much comfort as she could.

"I don’t- I- don’t like boys." Charlie was quick to correct Y/N’s words, wanting at all costs the girl to know that information as she fought the blush starting to form on her face at Y/N’s use of the ‘cute’ word, even if it wasn’t to describe herself but her wanting to wait for the right person to start a relationship. Little did she know she never been in a relationship because she never found someone interesting enough to date and because people always tried to avoid her.

"Me neither." Y/N cracked a joke to ease Charlie’s nerves and her chest was filled with pride as a soft grin settled on the brunette’s soft features, as butterflies exploded in her stomach for having a shot with Charlie now that she knew she wasn’t straight. She just hoped she was Charlie’s type.

"You’re the first person I’m admitting this out loud. I’m pretty sure my family knows it, but it’s good saying it aloud."

"I’m glad you did, you can trust me." Y/N’s eyes held a sincerity that made Charlie’s own fill up with tears.

"Thank you. It really means a lot." They shared a few moments of relaxing silence before Charlie spoke up once again, "so no, luckily my mom hasn’t walked in on me doing things with a girl."

"And I hope she never will. Trust me, it’s embarrassing."

Charlie widened her eyes in realization at Y/N’s innuendo, "did it happen to you?"

"Yes, last summer. My mom is pretty chill and open minded, so she was okay with that. But trust me you don’t know how to meet your mom’s eyes when she walks in on you dry humping your girlfriend on your bed." Y/N completely missed Charlie’s deep blush at the image now engraved in her mind when she leaned her head back and groaned at the memory.

The girls exchanged a few more laughs as Charlie showed Y/N the helmet her mother gifted her this morning, the Y/H/C girl finding it extremely amusing as she laughed loudly at the image of a scowling Charlie wearing the floral designed helmet, the brunette laughing alongside her, finding the girl’s laugh infectious. "Y’know, since my dad… left- I- felt like I was stuck in a dark place. My family always tried to make me smile but they never succeeded and they complained about me sulking around the house. But with you, I can finally feel that heavy weight on my chest lifting." Y/N was shocked at the sincere admission Charlie just told her, her chest filling up with warm affection she was already feeling for the girl. She gently grabbed Charlie’s legs to scoop up closer to her and sit now side by side her, then wrapped her free arm around her shoulder as she her other hand shifted up from the brunette’s ankle and started to caress her outer thigh gently.

"To be honest, after discovering my girlfriend cheated on me, I shut everyone out. I started to have serious trust issues. But when we crossed paths that day, I felt like I had to know you. Like my mind was screaming to get to know you. And I’m glad I did, because you’re really amazing Charlie Watson." Y/N finished her admission and trapped Charlie’s brown hues into hers in an intense stare. They both felt the air around them thickening as a force pushed them closer, both moving forward inch by inch each passing second, but Y/N swiveled abruptly when their noses almost touched and kissed Charlie’s cheek instead. I need to be sure she wants to kiss me and not because she got emotional after an intimate admission. Y/N sighed contentedly when she felt Charlie lay her head on her shoulder and cuddled more into her body, finding the warmth coming from Y/N pretty relaxing and cozy.

After an hour Y/N announced she needed to get back home since it was already late and when she went to walk out of the backdoor, she noticed the gift she let it fall off her hands in her shocked state. “I almost forgot it.” Charlie furrowed her brows curiously and walked towards Y/N bending down to pick up a small item with wrapping paper.

“What is it?”

“Happy birthday!” Y/N yelled excitedly as she handed the gift to Charlie, who took it with surprised, wide eyes and opened it quickly to find a brand new exhaust outlet for the Corvette.

“Y/N!!! You didn’t have to!! It must have costed a small fortune.”

“Nah, my moms knows someone from Chicago. His brother works in a city an hour from here and he made me pay it half the price. I’m glad you like it.” Y/N chuckled after her explanation at the amazed sparkle present in the brunette’s hues as she observed the exhaust outlet. Charlie looked up from the gift in her hands and threw herself into Y/N’s arms, kissing her left cheek repeatedly, alternating a few ‘thank you’s here and there.

-

"Good morning family!" Charlie walked in the kitchen, greeting her mother, Ron and her brother eating at the kitchen table breakfast. She ruffled Otis’ hair in her way to the cabinet where pop tarts were stocked and opened the sugar snack she chose as breakfast as she hummed a The Smiths song. She lifted her eyes after she opened the pop tart and was met with three pairs of appalled ones staring back at her in shock. "What?"

"You’re smiling?" Otis asked more than stated, not used anymore by the sight of her sister grinning, always finding her in a sulking mood.

"Yeah, is that a problem?" Charlie snorted with her eyes sparkling with glee at the stunned face her brother couldn’t seem to shake off.

"You never smile."

"Oh Otis, leave her alone. It’s good seeing you smile, honey." Her mom waved Otis off and looked up at Charlie with deep affection at seeing her daughter finally finding her smile back after all this time while Ron gave her two thumbs up and one of his signature million dollar grins. "What got you in such a good mood?"

"Y/N and I are going to take a ride along the coast with my new car."

"Oh I see." Charlie didn’t have time to dwell on the pleased and teasing tone of her mother’s reply as she gazed up at her with a mischievous glint in her eyes, she just said goodbye to her family and walked into the garage, exiting it a minute later, making sure to close the door correctly, before driving towards Y/N’s house and honking to signal the girl she was outside.

The Y/H/C walked out 30 seconds later dressed with a pair of black, ripped jeans and a checkered, plaid flannel, her hair down in soft waves, light make up and a pair of combat boots to complete the look. "Good morning! Nice jacket. Still missing that uniform, though." Y/N joked as she sat into the car, noticing Charlie roll her eyes good-naturedly, before she tapped the leather seat gently, "morning Bee." Both girls smiled when Bumblebee honked his greeting back.

"Ready to go?"

"Let’s go have some fun Watson."

-

"Hey, wanna see a cool trick?" Charlie side eyed Y/N with a big, smug smirk and didn’t wait for the girl to answer, lifting her hands from the steering wheel and letting Bumblebee take over.

"OH MY GOD! CHARLIE!" Y/N screeched in fright as she felt the car swerve gently before speeding up a bit. "You can’t do that. Shit."

"Why not? It’s fun! And Bee is a great driver." Charlie caressed the dashboard and Bumblebee honked in response, causing Charlie to chuckle in amusement. "Now, c’mon- give me your flannel." Charlie asked boldly, the rush of adrenaline from letting Bumblebee drive gave her enough courage to ask the girl to undress yourself to show her another cool trick.

"What?" Y/N asked confused, eyeing Charlie like she just went crazy.

"It’s a cool trick. C’mon, it’ll be fun." Charlie flashed Y/E/C girl a bright smile, that broadened when the girl relented with a loud sigh and started unbuttoning her flannel. Charlie’s joyful expression fell as soon as she noticed the girl wasn’t wearing anything under, only a black, simple bra. She gulped loudly to get rid of the sudden dryness of her throat as she grabbed the flannel Y/N was handing her. The smug look Y/N was giving her as she took in the brunette’s flustered cheeks at her not expected state of undress made Charlie come back to her senses and used the shirt to cover her eyes, tying it behind her head and swiveling the steering wheels a bit right after.

"CHARLIE!"

"WOHO! Look at this amazing reflexes!" Charlie screamed joyfully as a loud laugh escaped from her mouth. A few seconds later, she blindly searched Y/N hand and as soon as she found it, she grabbed it to pull the girl up on her feet and to let their half bodies out of the car’s roof. "WOOO!"

"Oh my god, this is crazy!" Charlie could finally hear Y/N’s tone wasn’t worried anymore but had a glee undertone in it, causing a loud, contagious chuckle to rumble out of Charlie’s throat, Y/N giggling alongside her immediately.

Their laughs stopped not too long after, when the excessively fast wind made Y/N’s flannel fly off Charlie’s head and eyes, causing both girls to look at each other, Charlie’s eyes widened in surprise before her laugh came back in full force, "I’m sorry! I’ll buy you one back I promise."

"You really don’t love my shirts, do you miss Watson?" Y/N really tried to maintain a stoic, serious face on, but Charlie leaning over her as she continued to cackle loudly, broke her face into a smile followed by giggles, as her chest filled with a familiar warmth - something that’s happening every time the brunette let out that melodic sound or just smiled at her - and her stomach with wild butterflies.

-

"The funny thing is now have to explain to my mom why I’m coming home shirtless." Y/N quipped with a loud snicker, the girls now back on the leather seats as they were making their was back to Y/N’s house to let her go grab a shirt to put on.

"We can go to my house and you can borrow one of my shirts. There’s no one home."

Y/N gasped loudly, laying her hand on her chest to exaggerate a shocked expression at the girl’s offer, "is THE Charlie Watson letting me wear one of her cool t-shirts?!"

"You’re an asshole." Charlie snorted and pushed Y/N gently on her shoulder.

"Eh, you’re starting to love it. Don’t try to deny it!" Y/N waved at her dismissively as her eyes swept over their neighborhood before Charlie parked in her garage.

"We’ll be back in a sec Bee, stay here." Bumblebee came back into his form and nodded at Charlie, before walking towards the TV and starting a movie to watch. The two girls walked towards the door that leads them into the house, Charlie opening it and letting Y/N walk in first.

"How chivalrous of you." Y/N thanked Charlie with a bow and walked into the house, admiring it with her eyes sweeping over every piece of forniture and pictures scattered all around the living room.

"Anybody home?" Charlie screamed to be heard all over the house, smiling awkwardly at Y/N when she snorted at the loud noise. "Just making sure."

"Ohw, look at that. Baby Charlie smiling brightly with a cute hat on." Y/N picked up the picture on the counter beside the radio and observed it closely. "So cute."

Charlie felt her cheeks start burning with a building blush at the compliment and for the fact that her eyes, on their way to look down in embarrassment at the floor as the girl looked at pictures of herself as a child, skidded down the incredulously lean and strong back of the girl. She instantly remembered why they were here as she took in Y/N’s actual state of undress, her position beside the girl letting her get a glimpse of a fit stomach and full breasts restrained by Y/N’s black bra, causing her blush to intensify when she felt familiar knots form in her stomach as a burning warmth spread all over her face and neck while a gentle pressure settled in her lower stomach. Charlie was grateful Y/N was busy grabbing another picture of her with baby Otis enough so she had time to dwindle her blush and to scold herself for ogling her friend like a creepy, horny teenager - even if she was technically a teenager, she wasn’t used being this creepy and horny-. "Ohw, baby Charlie is starting to become my favorite."

"What about the present Charlie?" The brunette noticed she spoke with her voice an octave lower, so she cleared her throat and lifted her eyebrow up at Y/N in question, grateful the girl didn’t notice her horse tone.

Y/N put the picture back on the counter and turned around to give Charlie a once over, her eyes sliding up and down her body as a pensive expression furrowed her eyebrows and curled lips never once making Charlie feel uneasiness but just started a fire right in the pit of her stomach at the attention. "Eh, she is fine."

"WhAT?! Just fine?" Charlie asked in fake annoyance as she scoffed good-naturedly at the now smirking Y/H/C girl.

"Okay, she is amazing." Y/N admitted as she gazed into Charlie’s eyes, her own exuding sincerity and fondness. There it was again, that pull- that magnetic force that made them levitate towards each other desperately, but Bumblebee’s loud buzzing popped their charged bubble and made them look down at the floor with crimson tinted cheeks.

"Let’s find you something to wear."

"It’s about time! Here I thought you liked seeing me half-naked in your living room." Y/N quipped as she followed Charlie further in her home, passing the kitchen to enter an hallway. Charlie was thankful she had her back to Y/N because her traitorous skin decided to become red as a tomato at the teasing phrase Y/N just told to crack a joke but didn’t know it was close to the truth. As they walked into Charlie’s room, the brunette rushed towards her drawer and started searching through her t-shirts. "No pink." Charlie pretended to sigh loudly and to drop a garment, the gesture causing Y/N to snort in amusement. She walked behind Charlie and observed the girl searching through her messy drawer, Charlie noticing her presence by the intense warmth her body was radiating and swallowing thickly when Y/N’s hand brushed her arm to point at a grey The Smiths t-shirt right beside her hand gripping an old, blue one. "This looks perfect." Y/N spoke up in a low, raspy tone right beside Charlie’s ear and the girl felt her legs were almost ready to give out when Y/N walked in closer to point at the garment better, causing the brunette’s ass to brush oh so gently against the Y/E/C’s front. Charlie swallowed the soft whine that was ready to tumble out of her mouth and grabbed the t-shirt, turning around and giving it to Y/N, now properly realizing how close they were to each other and the fact that she was now trapped in her drawer when her shoulders touched its top shelf with Y/N’s body blocking her way out - as if she wanted to get away from this sweet torture she was being put through -.

"Here you go." She was proud of herself for not stuttering her words and stretched just a bit her arm out to give the garment to Y/N. Both girls’ bodies were invaded by a powerful shockwave when their hands brushed over each other as Y/N grabbed the grey t-shirt Charlie was offering her and both tried their bests to cover it up by smiling warmly at the other.

Y/N cleared her throat a took a few steps back and put the shirt on, missing Charlie’s sad expression - for Y/N moving away or for not being half-naked anymore she didn’t know, it may be both - as she chewed on her bottom lip and eyed her movements closely, almost drooling when the girl’s arm’s and stomach’s muscles were more accentuated at the movement to put the shirt on.

"Now, let’s see if we can do something about Bumblebee’s voice." Y/N clapped her hands excitedly and grabbed Charlie’s left one to drag her out of her room and into the garage where Bumblebee was still sat watching The Breakfast Club.

Charlie sighed loudly as she swept her eyes from side to side, observing teenagers laughing and having fun while she had to wear a silly outfit and a stupid hat for a work that she needed if she wanted the Corvette to be finished and ready to go.

"Watson, stop lazing around and fry those hot dogs. The customers are waiting." The annoying voice of her boss pulled Charlie out of her trance, causing the brunette to roll her eyes and resume her stupid job. She filled two cups with fresh lemonade she enthusiastically prepared half an hour ago, grabbed two ‘hot dogs on a stick’ and walked out of the stand to go serve the couple waiting for their order.

Suddenly she felt a hand push on her left shoulder, causing Charlie to lose her balance and stumble forward before her body collided with another one and spilled the two cups of lemonade all over the stranger’s clothes. "Oh my god! I’m so so so sorry! I- I- someone pus-"

"Watson, always so clumsy!" Tina rolled a strand of her blonde hair around her fingers while a sneer curled around her lips.

"It’s fine, really. I hate this shirt." Y/N joked with a soft chuckle as she tried to push her wet shirt away from her body without exposing strips of skin to the audience that gathered around them. "There’s nothing to see here. Go have fun or something!" Y/N waved her free hand around as people started to walk away from them, except Tina and her annoying friends. "Tina, I know you pushed her."

"I did not do such a thing! Maybe it was that horrific hat that made her loose her balance!" Y/N lifted her eyebrow up inquisitively with her arms crossed under her chest, but Tina just rolled her eyes and threw the corndog she was eating right in Charlie’s face, "it’s time to clean up, loser." And then walked away.

"I hate that bitch." Y/N murmured as her gaze followed Tina for a few more seconds before focusing on the cute brunette now crouched down to clean up the mess she made. "Here, let me help you."

"You don’t have to. I am truly sorry for that. I’m gonna buy you a new shirt." Charlie looked up from the ground to stare into the stranger’s warm Y/E/C eyes before focusing her attention back on the ground to resume hastily shoving everything back on the tray.

"There’s no need for that."

"But-"

"Here’s our deal. You’re forgiven if you offer me a cup of lemonade." Y/N let her charming smile take over features and Charlie tried to tame the blush ready to settle on her cheeks at that dizzy sight. "This-" she gestured to her t-shirt, "smells amazing." Charlie let out a loud, freeing laugh, amazed at how this beautiful stranger got her to laugh, to really laugh after all this time.

"Okay, stranger-"

"Y/N."

"Y/N." The brunette parroted to roll the other girl’s name on her tongue once, inebriating her mind at how good her name felt coming from her lips, before she introduced herself, "I’m Charlie." The brown eyed girl balanced the now full tray on one hand to take Y/N’s one in a clammy handshake, their skin sticky due to the lemonade that spilled over them, and smiled at her, "well, Y/N, let me just throw this away so I can seal our deal." On their walk back to the ’hot dog on a stick’ booth, Charlie threw everything away then prepared two more cups of lemonade and two more corndogs to serve their waiting customers, before walking back into the booth to serve Y/N, now sitting on the stool right in front of the counter of the booth, a freshly made cup of lemonade. "Here you go."

"Thanks." Y/N took a tentative sip, humming in appreciation at the bitter taste flooding her tastebuds and quenching her thirst. "This is really good when it’s not on your clothes." Y/N smirked at Charlie through the rim of her cup after taking another sip.

"Ugh, I’m truly sorry." Charlie slapped her hand on her forehead and shielded her blushing, embarrassed face from Y/N scrutinizing gaze.

"Hey, stop. I was teasing. It’s fine, really." Y/N focused on the small, appreciating smile Charlie was giving her after she took her hand off her face for just a few moments, before asking a question, "I’m curious, though. What did you do to Tina to make her treat you that way?"

"Nothing. She just likes to torture people that aren’t as rich and popular as her."

"I hate this kind of people. They feel like they are on top of the world when in fact are just dumb assholes."

"I can’t argue with that." Charlie chuckled softly and tapped her own cup of lemonade with Y/N’s one in agreement. "And you?"

"What about me?"

"You’re new here, right?"

"Yes. I moved here last month. And I have to say, I quite like it here. Especially for the people." Y/N winked at Charlie, watching a small blush roll down her cheeks and neck, as both finished their lemonade, exchanging small talks.

"Watson. It’s closing time."

"Damn, time flied fast." Y/N looked behind Charlie to stare at the clock and just now noticing they spent nearly two hours talking and getting to know each other. Y/N patiently waited for Charlie to take her uniform off and put her clothes back on, before they both started walking in the direction Charlie’s house was. "So you basically forced yourself to endure dressing up as a candy to fix your Corvette? Damn Watson, I’m sorry for you."

Charlie snorted at the teasing and pushed Y/N softly on her shoulder, already liking their witty banter, feeling like they have known each other for years. "Well replacement parts are expensive. So yeah, I need to dress up as a colorful candy to have enough money to buy them."

"It’s a shame you took that uniform off. Even tho I like your style, those colorful clothes suited you." Y/N mocked Charlie some more and didn’t even try to dodge the gentle punch Charlie thew her way and landed on her arm as both laughed care-freely. "But if you want, I can help you with fixing the Corvette. I worked as a mechanic last summer."

"You kidding me?" Charlie asked with a small, excited smile, waiting for Y/N to laugh at her own joke but when she found a serious expression, she squealed loudly and side-hugged Y/N tightly, "thank you! It would be so much fun working together on the Corvette!" They walked a few more minutes before arriving in Charlie’s driveway. "I didn’t notice we walked towards my house. Do you need a ride to your house? I can take you with my bike."

"There’s no need. We happen to live really close." Y/N turned around to point at the house right in front of Charlie’s one, "I live there."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Nope." Y/N let her eyes linger in Charlie’s brown ones for a couple of more seconds, before smiling warmly at the girl and clapping her hands together in excitement, "so, where’s this Corvette you were talking about?" Charlie’s smile became almost blinding as she grabbed Y/N’s wrist and sprinted them towards her house and walked them into her garage.

"Nice place Watson." Y/N took a quick look around, her eyes sweeping over a big collection of vinyls, cassettes scattered around on a big table, tools pinned on the walls before her eyes landed on the Corvette parked in front of her. Unintentionally her eyes focused on a picture pinned on the wall right behind the Corvette and the question she asked right after was empty of malice and full of mere curiosity, "is that your dad?" She turned around and watched Charlie break their staring contest to look down at her hands, now wringing together nervously.

"Yeah- hum-"

"Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to tell me now, or ever. If you want to and when you’re ready, I’m here. I mean it." Y/N sensed Charlie’s discomfort and uncertainty and walked over to her to stop her rambling by putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. Charlie smiled appreciatively at her as her eyes sprinkled with unshed tears from the thoughtfulness Y/N just showed her.

"Thank you." Charlie whispered between them, breaking their intense eye contact to close her eyes and get rid of the tears still present in them.

"Now, shall we begin? Show me what’s the problem."

Charlie showed her all the broken pieces she needed to fix, before they started working on a few of them that were fixable without using replacement parts. A few hours later they heard a knock on the door, pulling both of their attention from the broken radio to the short woman walking into the garage.

"Charlie, I know you don’t want to be disturbed but I wanted to inform you dinner is almost ready- oh I didn’t know we had guests."

"Hello Mrs. Watson, I’m Y/N." Y/N quickly leaned her hands on the closed car door for leverage as jumped out of the corvette - Charlie definitely didn’t find that gesture hot as hell - and walked over Charlie’s mom, extending her hand to shake hers in greeting.

"Oh you can call me Sally, dear. Do you want to stay for dinner?"

Y/N smiled politely at the gentle invitation, "I don’t really want to overstay my welcome."

"Oh please, you’re the first person I see here beside Charlie. I would be happy if you stayed." Y/N then accepted Sally’s invite and stayed over for dinner. Charlie asked her mom if they could eat here so they could continue with their work, causing her mom to roll her eyes fondly but to accept her request.

"Dinner in a garage. Quite romantic Charlie Watson." Y/N quipped as she threw a French fry at the brunette sat in front of her in the Corvette. They were sitting in the car, facing each other with their backs leaning on the car door and their legs entwined together on the leather seat between them, just about finishing their dinner.

Charlie thanked the faint light in the room for covering her blush up as she ducked her head down to grab the French fry Y/N threw at her that landed on her stomach and chewed on it, before quickly grabbing one too and throwing it at Y/N, the girl catching it with her mouth with surprisingly no effort.

"So you moved here from Chicago because your mom got a job on the local newspaper."

"Yeah, she wanted a change of scenery. After my dad cheated on her, she was miserable. When a few months later, my girlfriend cheated on me with the school’s jock, my mom decided we needed a getaway. So here we are."

Charlie let the butterflies fly around her stomach at Y/N mentioning her ex-girlfriend for just a few moments before suppressing them and locking the hope already poking the back of her mind away. "I’m sorry for you. Both of you."

"It was a few months ago. We both got over it." Y/N shrugged and smiled softly up at Charlie, her grin genuine, "I realized that if all of that happened, it meant she wasn’t right for me. I know I will find the girl right for me and I hope I soon will." Y/N’s eyes held something Charlie couldn’t quite decipher, but her gaze was magnetic, causing her brown hues to be glued on her Y/E/C ones. They felt a pull towards the other, an unknown force yelling at them to close that distance and act on their deep desires, but the door swinging open made them jump apart.

"Who wants some dessert?" Ron enthusiastically yelled, walking into the room with a tray and Sally walking closer behind him. Y/N shook her head with a soft snort at the hilarious interruption and got up once again from the car, taking Charlie’s plate along with her own and walked into the house with Sally to put them away. Charlie laughed under her breath when the two argued over washing plates, Y/N offering to wash them to return the hospitality, but her mom shooed her away and closed the garage door behind her.

"Ron seems- overexcited." Y/N tried to find the correct word to describe the tall, always smiling man, a warmth spreading in her chest at the cute giggle Charlie emitted as she climbed back in the car, purposefully closer to the brunette this time.

A comforting silence fell over them after that, both idly playing with a tool that was left there once dinner was ready, "it’s my dad." Charlie spoke up some time later, causing Y/N’s head to snap up from the wrench in her hand and looking up at Charlie confused.

"Hm?"

"In the picture. It’s my dad and I." Charlie pointed behind Y/N with her head, the Y/H/C girl turning around to take another look at the picture before focusing her full attention on the girl.

"You don’t have to-"

"I want to." Charlie quickly interrupted Y/N with a small grin, "he- he died a year ago from an heart attack." Charlie felt her eyes sting with a fresh wave of tears, so she looked up trying to get them away, but one traitor one escaped and run down her left cheek slowly. A warm hand stopped the tear’s path down her face and swiped it away. Charlie leaned into the girl’s touch as she closed her eyes to calm her tears down and to revel in the feeling of the girl touching her gently.

"Thank you for telling me. I’m here for you Charlie. We may met today, but I feel like I’ve known you for years." At those words, an broken hiccup left Charlie’s mouth right before the girl threw herself into Y/N’s arms and hugged her tightly.

"Those words meant the world to me. Thank you Y/N." They let themselves enjoy the embrace for a few more seconds, squeezing the other closer before pulling away. "We used to work together on the Corvette. Fixing it would mean I made it, for him." Charlie confessed, shocked at how easily it was to reveal her deepest thoughts she never shared to anyone to Y/N.

"Well then miss Charlie Watson, I promise you we will fix this beautiful car." Y/N patted the outside of the car door and smiled at Charlie warmly, her grin exuding comfort and hope. "It’s getting late. My mom needs my help tomorrow. A few things are arriving from Chicago and she needs help with unpacking."

Charlie discarded the sad feeling collecting in her stomach for having to put an end on their time together and let hope settle there instead at the chance of hanging out tomorrow again, "hey, tomorrow is my birthday. I don’t plan on having a party, but we can- stay here and fix the Corvette- or y’know- just hanging out." Charlie scolded herself in her mind for stuttering, but the blinding smile Y/N gave her, made her brain turn into mush in mere seconds.

"I would love to. I’ll see you tomorrow." Y/N stalled a few seconds, not knowing if she could go for another hug or not. Charlie’s next, bold move, caused her brain to short-circuit as she literally melted on the garage floor. Charlie’s lips are warm and soft on her cheek’s skin, that definitely turned red as soon as Charlie got in her personal space to peck her cheek quickly. When Charlie pulled away, a satisfied smirk immediately rolled over her features as she took the girl’s flustered state in, jumping in victory in her brain for her brave move.

"I’ll see you tomorrow." Y/N dumbly nodded at her with a dope grin on her lips, before she walked away from the garage and walking into her house.

Charlie closed the garage door and locked it, before jumping up in victory as she lifted her closed, right fist up excitedly, "yes!" She exclaimed with a big, bright smile on her lips, "nice move Charlie, nice move." The grin plastered on her lips stayed there the whole time she tidied up the garage and got ready to bed, smiling up at the ceiling as she tried to fall asleep, finding sleep a few minutes later with the girl’s beautiful face pressed in the forefront of her mind.

-

"I can’t believe you’re mine!" Charlie’s grin never left her since she saw the yellow beetle at the scrapyard. "I can’t wait to show you to Y/N." At the mention of the girl’s name, Charlie noticed her stomach filled with butterflies and a blush formed on her cheeks, the brunette knowing she was already developing a crush on the charming Y/E/C girl.

As soon as the brunette got home, Charlie parked her new car and closed the garage door. It was now late evening so she turned the lights on and put some music in background to start working on a few things on her new car. As soon as she turned around after grabbing a few tools, something fell down from under the car. Charlie furrowed her eyebrows and grabbed a torch before taking a look at the car’s underbody, only for it to literally come to life before her eyes.

"Holy shit." Even if it was a little bit difficult on her wobbly legs, Charlie sprinted towards the backdoor, stopping in her tracks when she heard a soft thud followed by a loud commotion. With furrowed eyebrows, she witnessed her car was struggling with a kite stuck on its head. She took a tentative step forward as soon as the car got rid of the item blocking its vision and saw it crouch down on the far end of the room as if it was scared. Ok, what the actual fuck?

"Hey!" Charlie spoke up softly, only for her car to push itself deeper into the wall, "I’m not gonna hurt you. I promise." She put the wrench she had in her hand in her back pocket and lifted her arms up to show her car she was harmless. "What are you?" She heard a buzzing sound coming out of the car and giggled softly, "you sound like a bumblebee." Then as if she slapped herself in the face, she looked up into blue eyes - Charlie didn’t know if she could classify them as eyes, headlights maybe - with a dumb smile on her lips, "it could be your name. Bumblebee."

Charlie jumped up in fright when her mom’s muffled voice reached the garage, the woman yelling something Charlie wasn’t paying attention to, too busy in running in front of the door to prevent her mom from coming in and see Bumblebee.

"Charlie-"

"MOM! Hi, it’s all good-"

"Oh my god, what the hell-"

"I know mom, I can explai-"

"What is that car doing in our garage?" Charlie stared dumbly at her mother for a few seconds before turning around and seeing the yellow beetle back where she parked it, making her almost wonder if she hit her head and imagined everything that happened in the last 10 minutes.

"What- oh yes! It’s my car. Uncle Hank gave it to me as a birthday gift." Charlie told her mother, puffing up her chest proudly.

"Okay, but please, tell me things from time to time. I’m your mother." Charlie nodded and hummed in agreement as she quickly pushed her mom out of the room and closed the door hastily. She looked around the room tentatively before whispering out, "Bee, you can come out now." And after her words left her lips, Bumblebee appeared once again, staring down at her curiously, before he focused on the music playing and started swaying his robotic hips rhythmically. "Look at that! Bee, you’re a great dancer!"

Outside Y/N was making her way towards Charlie’s garage, in her left hand a gift she got for Charlie, while her free, clammy one clenched and unclenched nervously. "C’mon Y/N, she’s just Charlie. The girl you’re already crushing on. What’s the big deal?" Y/N mentally slapped herself as her eyes looked at presumably Charlie’s shadow moving to some music that she could faintly hear from here and that cute sight instantly calmed her nerves and let a small grin to unfold on her features. "C’mon, you got this." She quickly knocked on the door and walked in with a big smile on her lips, "hello birthday girl, shall we start the… party." Y/N drawled her last word out as her eyes settled on the brunette dancing with a giant yellow robot after she entered the room, the gift in her hand slipping out of it and falling on the ground In a loud clank as she felt her legs almost give out.

"Y/N!" Charlie yelled while the robot magically became an old, yellow beetle and Y/N could only watch in slow motion the girl approaching her and closing the door quickly, making sure to lock it, before grabbing her shoulders gently and smiling warmly at her, "you can’t tell anyone what you saw."