Disclaimer: I don't own Westlife... but there would be Shnicky for all if I did!

Author's Note: Yes, I do in fact realize that Mark is with Kevin, but he's with Kian in my story. Tough cookies.

Happy reading! I thoroughly enjoyed writing this once I realized there were NO Westlife fics.

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Shane nervously paced on the bus, Nicky had disappeared after the show. And Shane was all wound up from the blonde's physical 'performance' (if you could call it that) of "Don't Cha" that night. He had just looked so sexy. Nicky had teased and flirted with the flustered and terribly confused younger boy. Shane had always loved the blonde, since he had first met the older boy. Mark and Kian sat together and watched the anxious pacing Shane. They were nervous about Nicky's disappearance, but Shane wasn't helping.

"Shane, you're making it worse," Kian reasoned.

"Filan," Mark glared, "Sit. Now."

Shane quickly obeyed and bowed his head, "Sorry. You know I don't like this."

Kian smiled sympathetically, "Yes, we know. None of us enjoy this, especially you." He settled into Mark's arms, "You know how Nicky is. He sees something shiny, runs after it, then realizes that he's gone and gotten himself lost."

Mark grinned cheekily, "Gotta tell 'im and stop pining, mate."

Kian nudged him, "Be nice, Mark." He teased his lover now, "He's just like how you were at first when I left you alone for a long time."

Mark frowned, "We were together. And I was not." His blush was conflicted his last statement.

Kian chuckled, "Course not."

After a few minutes of what to Shane felt to be excruciating hours, he jumped up and sighed in exasperation, "That's it! I've had it! I'm going to go look for him!" He promptly left the bus in search of Nicky.

Now Shane was hopelessly lost in the giant building. Perhaps he had taken a wrong turn? More likely a bunch of wrong turns. He'd been looking for Nicky for quite a long time. Being a man of impulse, he had forgotten to take his phone with him. He sat down against the wall and decided to let someone else find him, preferably not their manager, Louis Walsh.

"Err, Shay? What are you doing?"

Shane's heart skipped a beat and his head snapped up. It was Nicky!

"Nix," he sighed, unable to hide his relief. "Thank God I found you," he grinned as he hugged the older boy.

Nicky giggled adorably, "Shane, you're so cute."

Shane stepped back, "Say wha'?"

Nicky ruffled the brown hair, "Mark and Kian sent me out after you. Apparently you took a wrong turn almost immediately and completely missed me."

Shane, wanting to wipe the smug grin off Nicky's face, asked a reasonable question. "What were you doing that took so long?"

Nicky blushed, he really didn't want to tell Shane that he'd been to horny to be anywhere near the object of his lust, Shane. "Err, nothing. Let's go back onto the bus."

Shane was intrigued, Nicky usually told him things. He pressed the blonde against the wall and leaned in real close, sending his poor heart into a frenzy. "Nix, tell me. Are you avoiding me? Did I do something wrong?"

Nicky wasn't listening, he was staring at Shane's lips. Next thing he knew, he was kissing Shane. Nicky realized it and pulled his head back quickly.

"That," Nicky grinned, "was why I was avoiding you. I simply couldn't do it… or apparently, I can." He eagerly assaulted Shane's lips with his own. "I love you, Shane."

A bit pink, Shane stepped back and grinned, "I loved you first."

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