The first thing Jeff noticed when he woke up was his pounding head. He tried to remember how many drinks he'd had the previous night, but thinking only made his head hurt worse. The room was cold. He slowly opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings. He noticed that he was back at Dalton, but he was on Nick's side of the room. In Nick's bed. Confused, he tried to sit up, only to be thrown back down by his sickening hangover. That's when he noticed he wasn't alone. He felt something beside him, or frankly, someone. Turning over slowly, he saw a head of brown hair. That's when he knew.

Nick turned over in his sleep, so he was facing Jeff. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. Right, Jeff thought. Leave it Nick to look good with a hangover. Trying to remember what happened last night, it slowly dawned on him, the situation he'd managed to get himself into. He was in Nick's bed. With Nick. He sure as hell was naked. Looking down on the floor, he saw their clothes; pants lying in heaps, shirts thrown carelessly across the room. Oh my god, we had...

His thoughts were interrupted by Nick, groaning, waking up. Panicking, Jeff faked sleep. He felt Nick sit up slowly, then tense. Then he felt a hand push his hair back from where it had fallen in front of his eyes. He relaxed into the touch, hoping Nick took is quick breathing for a bad dream or something. Then he heard Nick whisper.

"Jeff, are you awake?" Slowly he rolled over, coming face to face with Nick. He felt a pang in his chest. Not again, Jeff warned himself. You fell for him once already; you don't get to do it again.

"Mm, hi," Jeff moaned.

"What the hell happened last night?" Nick asked slowly.

"All I remember is being at the party, and we were in the hallway after sneaking away from the game. But after that, it's all a blur," Jeff said groggily.

"Damn, I was hoping you remembered more than I did. Guess not," Nick said. He didn't seem too bothered by the fact he'd just woken up naked in bed with his best friend.

"It's weird, but I'm too tired to care," Nick said, reading Jeff's thoughts. Jeff couldn't help but agree. Plus, the room was so cold, but Nick was so warm. The two boys lay back down, hesitating at first, but then giving into the warmth of each other's bodies. They entangled their arms and legs together, cuddling. This wasn't helping Jeff from falling for Nick again. It was as if he could feel himself falling into Nick's trap. But he soon forgot about that as he felt Nick fall asleep beside him, breathing deep. Jeff sighed, resting his head on top Nick's, snuggling closer to his friend.


When they woke up again, it was early evening. They didn't speak as they got up, showered and got dressed. Hell, they didn't even look at each other. Jeff didn't try to talk to Nick. He thought about how it must feel for him. Nick was straight, but he'd had sex with his gay best friend. Then, instead of addressing the issue, he encouraged cuddling. They sat in awkward silence, not knowing what to do, when Nick sat up saying he was going to go talk to Kurt. Jeff only nodded as he watched Nick walk out of the room.

Why was he feeling these things for Nick? Nick was straight, Jeff was gay. They were friends, that's all. They would never be more than that. Sighing, Jeff stood up from where he was sitting on the bed, and decided to go to the dance studio. It always helped him get his mind off of things. Like the way Nick's hair looked better messy then when he combed it back. Or the way his brown eyes sparkled when he smiled. And oh god, that smile. Stop it! he cursed himself. He grabbed his sweater and headed out the door.


Nick felt something shift beside him. He woke up suddenly, sitting up as far as he could without getting a wave of pain through his head. The room was cold. He was in his bed at Dalton, but there was something different. The first thing being he was naked. The second, well, his best friend was beside him, also naked. He tensed for a minute, and then relaxed. He couldn't exactly remember what they did last night, but he wasn't an idiot. The thing was, it was over with. There was no reason to pretend it never happened. He looked down at Jeff's sleeping frame. He looked so peaceful. Leave it Jeff to look good even with hangover, he thought. Instinctively, he pushed a lock of Jeff's blond back from his eyes. Making sure to stay quiet, he whispered in Jeff's ear.

"Jeff, are you awake?" he asked. Jeff groaned as he turned, facing Nick.

"Mm, hi," he moaned. Nick laughed slightly. Then he popped the question.

"What the hell happened last night?" Nick asked slowly.

"All I remember is being at the party, and we were in the hallway after sneaking away from the game. But after that, it's all a blur," Jeff said groggily.

"Damn, I was hoping you remembered more than I did. Guess not," Nick replied. He could see Jeff thinking, and he knew what about. Why was he so cool with this? He didn't even know himself. Maybe it was because deep down, a place where he hid his true feelings, he wanted it to happen.

"It's weird, but I'm too tired to care," he said. As he lay back down, his shoulder bumped into Jeff's. He was so warm. Nick sighed, but not loud enough for Jeff to hear him. Jeff seemed to contemplate something, before allowing himself some more rest. They stayed where they were for a moment, but then silently agreed that they were cold, but the other felt so warm. They wrapped their arms and legs together in a tangled mess. Nick felt warmth spread throughout him. He sighed as he laid his head against Jeff's shoulder. Jeff laid his head on his as he felt himself drifting off.


They woke up again in the early evening. They didn't say anything as they got up, showered and changed. Nick couldn't help but feel awkward. The less hung-over he became, the more he realized what had happened. We had sex, he thought to himself. I'm straight! Jeff's gay! You should be upset, mad, anything! But no, he felt something else. Something he couldn't put his finger on. He and Jeff sat in silence, when finally he announced he was going to talk to Kurt. He had to figure out what was going on with him. Whenever he looked at Jeff, all he noticed was the way his hair fell, or the way his eyes shone when he sang. The way he danced with so much passion. Nick was going crazy trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with him. Jeff only nodded as he left the room. When he got into the hallway, he stood for a moment, took a deep breath, and headed towards Kurt's room.

When he got there, he knocked on the door. When there was no answer ne knocked again. Still no answer. Sighing, he decided to try one last time. He heard voices coming from inside.

"Alright, alright I'm coming!" he heard Kurt yell. When he opened the door, he saw Kurt had messy hair, and his shirt was out of place. He looked over into the room, and saw Blaine, pulling his shirt on, blushing ferociously. The gel that usually tied down his hair was gone, revealing a head of dark curls.

"What is it Nick?" Kurt asked, clearly annoyed. Nick raised his eyebrows before answering.

"Uh, I wanted to talk to you about something, but I'm sure I can come back later as I'm clearly interrupting," Nick said, smiling. Kurt groaned.

"Come in," Kurt sighed. Nick hesitantly stepped inside the room. Blaine smiled at him as he sat down beside him.

"What do you want?" Kurt asked. He stood with his hands on his hips, his foot tapping slightly. Man that guy had some attitude. He took a deep breath.

"I did something last night. Something that I should feel bad about, but I don't know how I feel, and I shouldn't feel this way because I'm straight, and Jeff's gay, and I'm supposed to like girls, and Jeff's most defiantly not a girl! I don't know what the hell is going on anymore, and now things are kinda awkward and I don't know what's going and-"Kurt stopped him.

"Okay breath! You slept with Jeff, and now you think you're having feelings for him, but up until now you've thought you were straight? Is that right?" Nick nodded.

"What, but, how did you?" Blaine asked confused. He looked so completely lost, that Nick and Kurt both started laughing. Blaine blushed.

"Well Nick, if you have feelings for Jeff, well, you have feelings for Jeff! There's not really anything you can do about it. Do you think he feels the same way? Kurt asked.

"I don't know, I can't tell. And I'm not one hundred percent sure I even have feelings for Jeff, I only think I do. But what if that's just because we had sex? I mean we were drunk, it doesn't mean anything. Right?" Nick asked.

"Look, Nick, don't over analyze everything. Just take a chance! It looks to me like you really like the guy, and come on; it was only a matter of time before you guys got together. I'm pretty sure Wes and David took bets on it. One look in your eyes and I can tell that it meant more to you then just drunken sex. You probably brushed his hair back when you woke up," Kurt said. Nick blushed.

"Look, just go talk to him, okay?" Blaine said. Nick sighed. Nodding, he stood up and headed towards the door.

"Thanks guys, and sorry for interrupting," Nick said with a wink. Kurt and Blaine both blushed as he closed the door.


He was going to do it. He was going to tell Jeff that he wanted to try a relationship. They were best friends, and Nick loved him. He couldn't deny it any longer that he had developed feelings for Jeff. He took off down the hall, not stopping until he got to his room. He opened the door quickly, looking around for Jeff. But he wasn't there. There was a note on Nick's bed, so Nick walked over and picked it up.

Look, I'm sorry about the other night. It didn't mean anything. I don't want things to be awkward between us, so maybe we should just forget about it.

Went to the dance studio. Don't know when I'll be back. See you later.

Jeff.

Nick felt slightly crushed as he read the note. He was stupid. Jeff wouldn't even want him if Nick told him he liked him. Sighing, he fell onto his bed, ready for an early night. He fell asleep, trying to get any thoughts of Jeff out of his mind.


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