Hey guys! It's been a while, hasn't it? I have had no inspiration to write at all. But then I was playing Life with my awesome, awesome biffle, darrenchris6 and we both came up with, well okay she came up with them both, but there are two Niff story in the works, one is hers and one is this one.

Now this one is a continuation of sorts of my story "Stole My Heart". Now, you don't need to read SMH to read this one, but I would greatly appreciate it if you did. Tori and I reread it, in preparation of this story, and omfg I'm so proud of it. It starts off pretty bad, lots of embarrassing mistakes, but then Tori and I agreed to beta each other and it got better lol.

So a short recap of SMH: It's a story of Nick and Jeff meeting and falling in love (very fast). It's just a short, fluffy and silly fic. Nothing you need to emotionally prepare yourself for and this one is going to be the same way.

Young Volcanoes

I woke up when Tori barged into my bedroom waving around the Supernatural calendar that was supposed to be hanging on my wall. "One week until you are Mr. Jeffery Duval!" she exclaimed plopping down onto my bed. "Are you excited? I am so excited. Such happy. Very excite. Much gay. Wow."

"Tori," I mumbled rubbing my eyes. "You were given a key for emergencies."

"This is an emergency," said Tori. "I'm out of orange juice." She got up and walked out of my room, presumably going to help herself to my orange juice. Sighing, I got out of bed and followed her. By the time I reached the kitchen she had poured herself some OJ and was just pressing the brew button on my coffee maker.

"Coffee," I said with a sigh.

"That stuff is going to kill you," she said to me, rolling her eyes.

"No, this stuff is what keeps me alive." The machine stopped spraying the warm brown liquid into my mug and I quickly picked it up, bringing it over to the fridge and adding creamer to it.

"Don't you get free coffee at work?" Tori asked.

"Yeah," I answered. "But I'm not at work now." I took a sip of God's greatest miracle and sighed happily. Being a manager at Starbucks has its perks, but it does nothing for me when I wake up in the morning.

"Do you have work today?" Tori, who was rummaging through my fridge, wanted to know.

"At noon."

"Until when?" She emerged with some left over Thai.

"Eight."

"Ulg," She pulled a pair of chopsticks out of the drawer and started eating. "I wanted to, like, go to the Met or something. I've lived here four years and have never done that."

"So take Kim. She gets out of class at like eleven thirty." Tori made a noise. It was a cross between a groan and a sigh. "Are you two fighting?"

"I don't know," She said. "Kim's been weird lately. She's been, like, ignoring me all week."

I turned to the stove and rolled my eyes. Ever since Tori and Kim met they've been inseparable, but lately the two of them have been getting on each other's nerves a lot. And it's always the stupidest things. "Did you get into another fight?" I asked, reaching for the cereal we kept in the cabinet next to the stove.

"No!" Tori huffed. "I've got no freaking clue why she's acting like this."

I poured out a bowl of cereal and went to get the milk. "So invite her to go to the Met and ask her about it.

Tori threw the empty Thai food carton out and tossed the chopsticks in the sink. "I can't ask her anything if she won't talk to me." She came over and kissed my cheek. "Have a nice day at work. I may stop in and visit."

"Please do," I said as I watched her walk to the door. She turned around when she got there and grinned.

"Next week when I come here, you will be married."

"And you will be giving your key back so that we can have some privacy."

"Never!" Tori grinned. "How else am I supposed to learn about your sex life?" She winked and opened the door.

"Tori!"

"Bye!" She called shutting the door behind her.

…

"What on earth is that?" I asked when I walked through the door at nine thirty that night. My fiancé stuck his head out of the blanket fort that was constructed in our living room and grinned at me.

"What does it look like? Get in."

"Let me change, I smell like coffee."

"I love when you smell like coffee. Come on, come on."

I sighed. "Fine." I dropped my backpack in front of the TV and crawled into the fort after Nick. He had brought in what looked like all of our pillows and blankets and arranged them around. "What is the point of this?" I asked him as I leaned in to kiss him hello.

"This," he said after he kissed me. "Is because," he gave me another kiss. "In a week we will be married. And that is the most adult thing you can do. So I figured we should do childish things while we still can."

I grinned at him. "That sounds perfect." I kissed him again, letting my lips linger on his before I pulled back.

"Uh-uh," Nick mumbled, grabbing my face and pulling me back. He pushed me down onto the pillows and hovered over me, his lips never leaving mine. I curled my fingers around handfuls of his shirt, pulling Nick down on top of me. I tangled our legs together and pushed my hands under his shirt. His back was warm against my palms and I pushed his shirt up even more, until Nick sat up and pulled it off. I sat up too, reattaching our lips as I pulled my shirt up. Nick pulled away and impatiently pulled my shirt off, tossing it away. We fell back down on the pillows and started kissing again.

My hands greedily roamed over Nick's back, pulling him closer to me, our bare chests flush against each other. Our legs were tangled again and I felt Nick kicking off his shoes. I copied his actions, discarding of my shoes as fast as I could. Our kiss was getting faster and sloppy. A hungry kiss of teeth and tongue and need. My fingers slipped under the waist band of his jeans. Nick pulled his lips off of mine and started kissing down to my neck. I was breathing heavy and he started sucking on my pulse point. I let out a small moan, arching my neck, giving him better access. I slipped my hands around his waist and unbuttoned his jeans. I was getting impatient. There was too much clothes still on our bodies. I started pushing the denim down, his underwear following.

Nick brought his lips back to mine and I rolled us over. I sat back, pulling his pants completely off. "You next," Nick said popping the button on my jeans.

I shimmied out of my pants and kicked them away, positioning myself back over Nick, pressing our bodies together, savoring the feel of the skin-to-skin contact.

I wrapped my legs against Nick's waist. He grunted and thrusted down against me, which brought a moan out of my mouth. I reached down and took his dick in my hand. His breath was hot in my face as I started stroking it. He moaned and kissed me again, but I pulled back after a moment, panting. "I need you in me," I whispered before taking his bottom lip between my teeth and pulling. Nick's brown eyes were the delicious shade of melted chocolate that he got when he was turned on. I released his lip. "Now," I growled. My legs dropped away as Nick sat up, reaching for the lube. I impatiently watched him slather it on his fingers. Finally, finally he leaned back down, trailing his finger from my balls to my hole. I closed my eyes and arched my hips up, wanting, needing more. When Nick slipped the first finger in I cried out, my fingers curling into his hair. When he started wiggling the finger around I bit my lip, a sigh escaping my lips. "Another," I whispered. He complied, slipping in his middle finger and continuing to move around, opening my up. He quickly slipped in the third finger, teasing me a bit before hitting the spot. I pulled on his hair and moaned loudly. "Get in meeeeeee," I demanded. Nick happily followed order, lubing himself up and sliding inside me. We both groaned at the feeling. I reached up for his face, pulling it back down to me so that I could kiss him. "Move," I whispered against his lips. He did and oh it felt good. We picked up a rhythm, our bodies moving together perfectly, as they always did. I had one curled in Nick's dark hair, and he had one curled around me, pumping in the same rhythm as his hips.

"I love you," Nick mumbled against my neck. "I love you,"

I guided his head back up so that I can look into his eyes. "I love you," I said breathlessly. I reattached our lips, savoring the feeling of his lips, his hands, his whole body on top of me.

I came a second before him, my eyes rolling back in my head. He rested his head against my chest with a grunt as his hips slowed. After a minute he picked his head up and kissed my chest. He took a deep breath and then kissed a trail back up to my lips. I sighed contentedly and kissed him back.

…

I was drifting in and out of consciousness as Nick absent-mindedly drew patterns on my back.

"Jeff," He murmured. I felt his lips moving against my forehead.

"Mmmmmmm."

"We are getting married in a week." I felt his grin, my own lips turning up.

"I know," I whispered. I planted a soft kiss on his chest. "Now that it's only a week away," I said, tilting my head up to look at him. "It feels like it is never going to get here. I want to get married now. I don't want to wait anymore."

"Me either." He paused, his fingers falling still on my back. "Jeff," He said hesitantly.

"Yeah?"

"What if we didn't wait?"

"What?"

"What if we went to city hall tomorrow and just got married. Without anybody."

"I think your mother would kill us. And I think that Tori and Kim would slowly and very violently murder us as well. And I think," I propped myself up on my arms and looked him in the eyes. "That that is exactly what I want to do."

"Really?" He asked. "I mean, I've been thinking about this the whole time. I never wanted this big spectacle wedding. I just want to marry you, Jeff. I don't need two hundred people to witness it."

"Me either." I said. "Honestly, the whole thing has made me uncomfortable. My family barley scraped by growing up and all this money your parents have put into this, I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack. And I think that if we elope I might have a panic attack because of all the work your mom has put into this wedding. Can't do it, Nick, I want to but oh my gosh I can't just make all the checks your mom made out be for nothing. OK. Big wedding it is."

"Jeff," Nick placed his hand on my leg. "Chill out, babe. If you don't want the big wedding, and I don't want the big wedding, then let's just elope. My mom will understand."

"Your mom will kill us."

"At least we will have been married for a little while before she did."

I laughed.

"Alright. It's settled. We're eloping."

"Okay." I leaned forward and kissed him. "But not tomorrow. If we do it tomorrow, everyone will be pissy with us for a week. But if we do it next week, we can just go on our honeymoon and they will get over it. Plus we still have to finish all the marriage license stuff."

"It's settled. While everyone is going to the hotel garden, we will be sneaking off to city hall."

"Yes," I said, kissing him again. "And then we go to the reception where we will probably be murdered by Tori, Kim, Kurt and your mom."

"They can all suck it," Nick said grabbing my face and kissing me hard. He pulled me back down on the pillows. "I love you," he said pressing his forehead against mine and closing his eyes.

"I love you."

…

"Someone has been having sex," Kim singsonged. I groaned. What is it with these two? I heard Nick chuckling in the kitchen.

"Why are you two so obsessed with our sex life, ya pervs," he called.

"Because who doesn't love gay sex?" Kim plopped herself down on the couch next to me.

I rolled my eyes. "Have you talked to Tori?" I asked her, turning my attention back to my computer.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because she was here this morning wining that you weren't talking to her."

Kim sighed.

"Are you two fighting again?" Nick asked coming in from the kitchen carrying a bowl of popcorn and two beers.

"What? None for me?" Kim asked/

"Not till you tell us what is going on with you and Tori," I said reaching for a handful of popcorn when Nick sat on my other side.

Kim sighed again. "I don't know."

"That's exactly what Tori said this morning." I said around a mouthful of salty goodness.

"Eww," Kim wrinkled her nose. "Please don't talk with your mouth full."

In response obnoxiously chewed with my mouth open.

"Why don't you go tell her we just had sex," Nick said sarcastically. "I'm sure whatever is wrong will be gone."

"Probably," Kim agreed. I rolled my eyes again and reached for more popcorn.

"Seriously, Kim," Nick said, twisting the top off of his beer. "What is going on?"

The redhead I had grown to love bit her lip. She looked really nervous. "I don't know," She said again. "I-" She stopped talking and looked down at her hands.

"You can trust us Kim, you know that." Nick said gently. I nodded in agreement and pat her knee in a show of support.

She took a deep breath. "I think I'm – I think I'm in love with her." She kept staring at her hands, which was good because my mouth dropped open. For once I was speechless. "And she's not into girls. I mean, I'm not into girls either. At least I wasn't. Not until I met her."

"Kim," I started. She looked up at me. "You've gotta talk to her. You didn't see her this morning. I don't think she's as straight as you think. And besides, even if she is, you shouldn't keep this pent up. Pent up feelings only lead to things you regret."

"Yeah," Nick said. "I've loved you my whole life, Kimmie, and I don't want to see you gloomy and full of what if's. Go talk to Tori. Tell her how you feel."

Kim sighed and looked back at her hands. She started nodding. "Yeah, I gotta tell her how I feel." She jumped up. "I'm going to do it now. Like a band aid, get it over with. That way, if she laughs in my face, it's now, not later." She started heading towards the door, still mumbling to herself.

"Look at my lil' Kimmie, all growed up and looking for lady kisses. I'm so proud." He pretended to wipe away a tear. As soon as Kim shut the door behind her he turned back to me.

"Do you really think Tori is potentially bendy?"

"Yeah," I said. "You've seen the two of them together. It was only a matter of time before this happened." I opened my own beer and took a sip. "I honestly thought it would happen much sooner. It's been like two years, get your shit together ladies."