A/N: So happy to be writing Niff! Plus, I'm actually updating early. Now I feel like I'm neglecting my other stories -_-
Anyway, this was prompted by angelsfly36. Thank youuu!
I don't know much about claustrophobia, that's why I didn't detail it much. So I'm sorry if I was wrong.
Disclaimer: I don't own GLEE, nor do the characters. If I did I would flail about and scream at the top of my lungs "Finally! Continuity!"
I hope you enjoy this addition to... All About Us.
Yes, I made it sound dramatic :)

Enjoy!

Chapter 4: Trapped

Jeff didn't like small spaces; actually, he really didn't like small spaces. The blonde was claustrophobic. Even if he was in a small bathroom for more than three minutes he would have an attack. Only one person knew about his claustrophobia, Jeff didn't want to be treated differently. The only one that could calm him down was his best friend, Nick. He was also the only one who knew.

Nick had only seen Jeff in his claustrophobic state once and he never wanted to see it ever again. All he could do was hold Jeff and reassure him that he would be alright. He had researched the conditions and memorized the tips for keeping someone who was under a panic attack calm, but didn't know if he would remember them. Nick would never admit this to anyone, but he was afraid for Jeff's life. He was afraid he would have an attack while no one was there and die.

As the duo walked back to their dorm after a day full of exams they were surprised to see that no one was out wandering the hall. They were most likely dozing in their dorm rooms.

"Crap!" Jeff exclaimed as he tripped and all of his stuff fell to the ground, because of the slippery granite floor his phone slid under the door of the janitors' closet. Jeff scampered after the phone and Nick followed him.

The blonde boy opened the door and went to the back of the closet to pick up the phone and just as Nick stepped in the door closed. The two Warblers heard a small clicking sound. It went almost pitch black in the small closet.

"What was that?" Jeff asked.

Nick turned around and grabbed the door handle. He tugged at it but it would not open, "I, uh, think it's locked." he turned around and found himself chest to chest with Jeff. There was no room in the closet for space between them. "We're locked in."

Jeff began to take shallow breathes. His chest was constricting and Nick saw his eyes began to dart side to side, "No, no, we can't be locked in. I can't be locked in." he wrapped his arms around his stomach and bit his lip. "I... don't want... to... be here."

Nick stood there dumbfounded, he had only been with Jeff when he had an attack once, and even then Jeff's mom was there with a phone to call 911 in case of an emergency.

A phone.

"Jeff, listen to me," Nick rested his hands on Jeff's shoulders. "Did you find your phone? We can call and get someone to let us out."

Jeff shook his head. Nick noticed that his breathing speed began to increase even more. "Hey," Nick pulled Jeff into a loose hug. "It will be fine. Someone will find us. Come on, just breathe."

Jeff buried his face in Nick's blazer and inhaled his scent. The smell of cinnamon took over and Jeff was instantly calm. Nick didn't know this, but he always calmed him down, and Jeff felt so much emotion for his friend. He took a deep breath and concentrated on Nick. Only Nick.

"Thank you." Jeff whispered. In normal circumstances Nick would not have heard, but since they were so close he could hear everything.

"Welcome..." Nick rested his head at the crook of his best friend's neck. After a few minutes the two boys realized how intimate their position actually was.

Jeff lifted his head so he was face to face with Nick. His breathing had begun to sound normal. The brunette's eyes were filled with comfort, but the one thing Jeff was really looking at was his lips. From the way that they looked, Jeff thought that they would be soft and gentle. He wanted to feel those lips on his.

Nick looked into Jeff's eyes. The beautiful brown color was warm and welcoming. His blonde bangs were covering his right eye. Nick lifted his hand and brushed the hair to the side. "You know, you should keep your bangs to the side. I wouldn't want to cover beautiful eyes like yours."

Jeff's gaze shifted to the floor and blushed. Nick tipped his chin up so he was looking at him. "I mean it." The shorter boy's hand found Jeff's cheeks and he stroked them tenderly. He leaned their foreheads together and sighed contentedly. Their lips were only centimeters away from each other.

Jeff took it upon himself to be the smartest there. He closed the space between their lips. When they connected, both boys found themselves to be in a state of bliss.

When Nick pulled away Jeff whimpered at the loss, "Looks like we're stuck in the closet." he grinned.

Jeff laughed and connects their lips once again.

A/N: Tadaaa! I hope you like it, angelsfly36, and everyone else who is reading!

If you have any ideas for a chapter leave a review or PM me. I'm always welcome to ideas!
I'll be updating soon!