Nick's Bad Day
Nacy One-Shot.
Not my normal kinda thing.
I don't particularly like Nacy. They're a terrible couple. But sometimes it can be cute despite and I thought of this for an OC but can't be bothered to write their whole story with Nick.
So Nacy it is.
Nothing to warn for :)
Enjoy! x
Nick was sitting at the huge grand piano in the flat he shared with his wife, Macy. They'd been together since that vacation in LA and 'Jonas' was still going strong, about to leave for their 4th World tour!
Macy was out shopping for baby clothes with Stella; she's due in a couple of months and somehow plans to raise a baby (with Joe's promised help) while on tour but Nick was sure they'd be fine; they'd be great.
"Honey, I'm home." Macy called happily as she closed the door behind her, slipping off her shoes and hanging her coat on the peg. She wrapped her arms around him from behind. "How's your day been?" She asked, planting a sweet kiss on his cheek, leaving a smudge of lip gloss.
Nick's fingers lightly brushed the keys, the enchanting melody of 'A Little Bit Longer' ringing around the silent room.
"A little bit longer, and I'll be fine." He sang quietly.
"Oh, that kind of day." Macy sighed, sliding in next to him on the piano stool.
His fingers hit the white, ivory and black keys with much more force as he let his anger and unproductive day out using his passionate song as opposed to words or hurting Macy; he'd never want to. Never.
"You don't know what you've got until it's gone!
And you don't know what it's like to feel so low!
And every time you smile, you laugh, you glow!
You don't even know, know, know…"
He calmed dramatically and his volume decreased as he sang the last line and a single tear, of all his emotions, spilling from his right eye. Macy put her arm over his shoulder, massaging his upper arm and kissing the tear away.
"No, I don't know what it's like to feel how you do right now, but you can talk to me, whenever and I'll listen, and I'll try to understand." Macy told him, hoping her words sank in.
He let his head fall, his curly hair falling and dangling in front of him, his hands still resting on the keys.
He moved, suddenly, all in one movement. His hands cupped Macy's cheeks and pulled his lips to hers suddenly and passionately. His lips moved feverishly against hers as she relaxed into the kiss after the initial shock and surprise of Nick's actions, her arms wound around his neck and his hands knotted in his soft, dark, curly locks.
Nick's hands moved from Macy's cheeks to her neck; the cold from the keys he'd been trying to play making Macy shiver from the warmth of her neck.
They pulled away reluctantly.
"I love you so much." Nick told her.
"I love you too." Macy giggled, a ridiculously happy smile on her face. "I still can't get used to saying that to Nick of Jonas." She explained her laughed.
Nick pecked her lips again.
"I still can't get used to being married to you every day." Nick added to their confessions.
They kissed again and carried on with their lives, waiting for night to come…
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