Disclaimer: Not mine but a girl can wish.
Warning; may cause confusion, hatred of author and temporary insanity.
As long as you do not have these symptoms… I'm doing my job wrong.
Oh and slash.
Author's note: The progression of Nick and Stephens relationship through the years told in short fics.
"She's not coming back is she Stephen" Nick mumbled over his scotch.
"Don't say that Nick she will come home. I promise." It had been a year since Helen had gone and now he breaks down Stephen thought, perfect.
It was the first time they had been alone together in weeks and Stephen wished there was someone there better at comfort than him as he stared idly at the beer in his hand, he was never good at this stuff.
Suddenly Nick was standing right in front of him and was slowly moving his head towards Stephen's. Nick kissed him hesitantly at first which quickly grew desperate until they broke off.
This was the type of comfort Stephen was good at but he wanted so much more for Nick than this and Nick would regret this in the morning if he remembered it at all so Stephen took a step back made his excuses and left.
Hopefully if Nick really felt that way they could continue this when Nick was less drunk or so Stephen dreamed.