Letters


Nick and Jeff were both sitting in Nick's room; where Jeff had been sleeping ever since David left for Spain. Nick was extremely fixated with his new book while Jeff sat idly on David's bed strumming along with his guitar.

Things had been a little awkward between the two after they'd both confessed being Bi to each other. They didn't really know where the boundaries of friendship lay, especially since they were both (oblivious to the other's knowledge) crushing on each other.

Was it too much to hold hands when going down the hallway? Now when they hugged did it mean anything more? Both wanted to be more but neither knew how to take that step.

Nick looked up from his book to find Jeff staring intently him while playing guitar. Quickly he ducked his head down. "What?" He muttered his face heating up.

"Nothing, just trying to get some inspiration for a song I'm writing."

"Um, okay, I guess," what kind of inspiration did his face provide for Jeff? He really wanted to know. Nick was tired, tired of being just friends he'd wanted Jeff since the first week of vacation and broken up with his girlfriend just for him.

He looked back up from his book, his eyes just peeking over the edge. Jeff was looking at his guitar now, tongue slightly sticking out of his mouth in concentration, trying to get the right chords. Well, if Jeff was going to write a song with Nick as the inspiration Nick would do something for him as well.


He waited for a day he knew Jeff was going out. Looking out his door he scanned the halls to be sure that no one was around. Walking back to his desk he took out a piece of pristine lined paper. How to word this? I guess there was no going back now. By the end of this letter Jeff would either hate him or feel the same...or maybe Nick wouldn't give it to Jeff. He just needed his feelings out of his mind.

Dear Jeff,

I really don't know how I'm going to say this or what I really want to say exactly. All I know is that I need you Jeff and after this letter I really hope you don't leave. The truth is, how I figured out I was Bi was you. Honestly, I didn't think of guys in that way until this summer. I even broke up with Sarah because I couldn't stand you being angry at me.

I really, really like you Jeff and not in the way most friends like each other. I love you're perfect smile. (Honestly, you must, like bleach your teeth or something.) Whenever you're happy so am I. You're eyes are so beautiful. I often catch myself just gazing into them even when you're not looking at me. You're an amazing dancer but you're also an amazing friend. You're always there for me; when I'm scared, happy or sad. Being without you kills me even when you're just a few minutes away. Jeff you have no idea how much I want to be more than friends. I don't want to be "Nick and Jeff best buds at Dalton" I want –

I stopped. Was it really what I wanted? I'd never even kissed him before. How could I be sure? What if when I did kiss him I found out I really didn't like guys in that way? I stuffed the letter into my pocket. Jeff was in the library; I needed to figure this out.

In my haste out the door I didn't even notice as the letter fluttered out of my pocket and onto the ground.


Jeff had been in the library for FOREVER. He honestly thought his brain was going to explode if he had to read one more word out of one more freaking book. It also didn't help that his mind was shooting instant replays of Nick's face from this morning. He was so adorable when he was asleep, so peaceful. Jeff didn't have the heart to wake him up so he just left a note saying where he was.

The urge to just bend down and kiss him while he wasn't conscious had been so overwhelming that he'd ran out of the room as fast as he could. Great, now he was thinking about kissing Nick...for the millionth time. With that thought he slammed the book he'd been reading closed, ignoring the nasty look the librarian gave him, and raced up the stairs. Not knowing that in the eastern wing Nick was also racing to see him.

When he burst through Nick's door he was surprised to find the shorter boy wasn't there. Instead all that was left was a piece of paper on the floor. Jeff picked it up, guessing that it was a note explaining where the other was.

His eyes widened to a completely abnormal size as he read the letter, once then twice. No way. Nick wanted exactly what he had. Nick thought he was beautiful. Nick had fallen for him at the exact same time. But why had the letter stopped? He said he didn't want to be just friends and then...end?

The blond ran out into the hallway running down the stairs. He was so focused on his goal of finding Nick that he collided into someone when he turned the corner.

"Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry!" Jeff exclaimed. "Nicky?" he asked, horrified that he'd just trampled his crush.

"Yup," the other said, laughing a little and rubbing he head where Jeff's shoulder had collided.

"Come here, we're getting some ice for your head. Oh god...it's already bruising," Jeff fretted.

"You're such a worry wart. I'm totally fine, in fact I bet there isn't even a bruise," Nick laughed. Jeff placed his hands on the boys head, as if that would confirm whether or not he'd be okay. Nick closed his eyes at the feeling. Jeff's hands were cool but sparked a warm feeling in them.

"Um, Jeff," Nick said anxiously, "I – well, um, I don't really know how to say this. But before you left I sort of thought that maybe since you're...," he was cut off by Jeff who gave him a "really?" look.

"Stop talking Nicky," he said before he leaned in and pressed his lips against Nick's. The response was instantaneous. The only thing Nick could think of was, "I was so stupid for believing this would change anything. In fact it's better than I imagined." Then he lost all coherent thought as Jeff twisted his hand into Nick's hair and moved his head to deepen the kiss.

Both hearts beating loudly as the kiss just grew in passion. All those years of not knowing what this feeling was, finally coming out. Sadly, Nick had to break away from the kiss in order to get air. They just stood there breathing raggedly and staring at each other in amazement.

"Did that really just happen?" Jeff asked, looking like a deer caught in head lights.

"Um...yeah, hopefully you wanted it to...," Nick was completely unprepared when Jeff launched himself at Nick a second time. Their lips meld together perfectly and both sighed at the contact.

"Be my boyfriend?" Jeff asked quickly when he pulled away for ten seconds.

"Of course Jeffy, nothing I want more." They both smiled at each other and walked back to their room, hands clasped together and fingers entwined.