Jeff walked into his new dorm at Dalton Academy. He'd managed to keep his transfer a secret from Nick, in hopes of surprising him when Nick came back from class. His mom had talked to principal into giving Jeff the spare bed in Nick's dorm. The room was small, but big enough for the 2 of them. There was bathroom off of the side wall, which contained Nick's grooming supplies. Jeff looked around the room, noticing the organized mess he knew all too well.

He walked over to the empty bed, sat down his bag containing his clothes, textbooks, and other personal belongings. He started unpacking, when the door opened revealing a frazzled looking Nick. Books and bags were hanging off of him, as he rushed into the room to get started on the heavy work load Dalton supplied.

"Hey Nick," Jeff said calmly.

"Hey Jeff," Nick said, not really paying attention.

"Lot's of homework?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah, tons. I have a book report due tomorrow, a French essay, and a math test to study for," Nick said in a rush.

"You suck at French," Jeff giggled.

"Yeah, I know, wait, Jeff? What are you doing in my room?" Nick asked.

"Our room," Jeff said with a smile.

"Wait, do you mean..?" Nick said, allowing himself to get his hopes up.

"Yep, transfer-"Jeff started, when Nick attacked him in the biggest hug, one only Nick would give him. He hugged him back, breathing in his scent. He smiled into Nick's shoulder, only realizing now how much he truly missed him. When they finally pulled apart, they just stood there smiling at each other.

The next 4 hours were spent talking about everything and nothing. Jeff had told Nick about the abuse Derek put him through, and had to continually reassure Nick that he was fine, and that no, he wouldn't let him murder the bastard. When midnight finally rolled around, Nick remembered he had that pile of work to get through.

"Shit!" Nick said suddenly.

"What? What's wrong?" Jeff said, concerned.

"My homework! My test! That god damn essay!" Nick said, jumping up and rummaging through his bag, pulling out books, and tossing millions of papers onto the floor. Jeff crawled over to help Nick clean up, when something caught his eye.

It was his name.

In a heart.

Oh my god. Jeff thought. Should I tell him I saw it? Should I pretend it's nothing? He didn't know what to do. Did this mean Nick liked him back? Maybe it's another Jeff. Yeah, it's another Jeff. Why would Nick like him anyways? They were best friends, nothing else. He decided to put the paper in the middle of the pile, and handed it back to Nick without saying a word.

"Thanks," Nick said.

"Yeah, uh, sure," Jeff said.

"Something wrong?" Nick asked.

"No, nothing. Sorry," Jeff said sheepishly.

"Okay then," Nick said suspiciously. Jeff offered to help Nick with his homework, and Nick agreed. They stayed up until 3am, writing, studying, and getting coffee from the common room. When they finally went to sleep, Jeff couldn't help but allow himself some time to think about the paper. He wanted to meet this other Jeff. See what was so great about him. Maybe I realized too late. Jeff thought. Or maybe Nick just...

No, he didn't want to think about it anymore. He slowly drifted off, trying not to think about how hurt he was.

Nick's P.O.V.

I woke up, and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I looked over at the bed across the room, and saw Jeff. His blond hair was tossed backwards, making it look as if Jeff had run his hands through it before he went to sleep. His eyes were closed, and he had the hint of a smile on his face. He looks adorable. Stop it! I had to stop thinking about Jeff that way. Jeff was straight. He likes girls. I don't have a chance.

Jeff started to stir, groaning as he blinked and sat up. I looked away, blushing, feeling foolish for watching my friend sleep.

"Hey," Jeff said groggily.

"Hey yourself, I'm going to take a shower," I said.

"Kay," Jeff said.

I walked to the bathroom, looking back as Jeff got up, stretched, and took his shirt off. I looked away. Damn.

Jeff's P.O.V

I got up, stretched, and went to get dressed. When I finally heard Nick get in the shower, I went over to his bag, pulled out the stack of papers, and started looking for the one with Jeff on it. When I found it, I stared at it, looking it over, looking for anything, a last name, a date. Anything.

I folded up the slip of paper and slid it in my back pocket. I heard the shower turn off. I quickly shoved the pile back into Nick's bag, and went over to my side of the room and gathered my books for the day. Nick came out of the bathroom. In a towel. Only a towel.

"Oh, hi, I uh, I thought you left already," Nick stuttered.

"No, uhm, I, I was just, uh-" I trailed off. Damn.

"Well I'm just gonna, you know, go," Nick said shyly. He grabbed his clothes and went back to the bathroom. I let out a breath, one I didn't know I was holding. I turned back to my books, trying to get the insanely hot image of Nick in a towel out of my head.

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