“Oops!” | Cutler to Charles

{ Random Oopsies }

Charles didn’t particularly react when the door to his room swung open suddenly, other than to shift himself closer to where his pistol lay on the bedside table. Face to face with a suddenly frozen Cutler Beckett, a shameless smile crossed his features as he strode over and reached over the smaller man’s shoulder to close the door – keeping an eye on him in case he tried anything – and then stepped back, raising his brows curiously. “What’s so important you couldn’t be assed to knock?”