I know its way past Christmas, but I decided to make a Christmas chapter, because of reasons. Besides, Christmas Is fun with the snow and hot chocolate and Christmas stuff. So anyway here's the Chapter! I know I said Jeff's little brother was 3, pretend I said he was 7. Also Nick's singing is bolded and Jeff's singing is in Italics, together is underlined.

Shirt tucked in, check.

Shoes tied, check.

Hair combed,

Nick began to panic as he lunged for his comb. He brushed it back, this time without hair gel. There was no time for the gel, and Jeff had told him he likes his hair natural. Yes, it was Christmas Eve, and out of all days Nick's mother had invited Jeff's family to dinner. Nick's mother, Melody, cooked a wonderful dinner, roasted, golden, chicken, and boiled potatoes. The rest of the dinner was a surprise. Nick's father was tidying up the house, make sure nothing was out of place or dusty. Natalie, Nick's sister, was in her room fixing her hair and outfit.

"Nicholas, they're here!" Nick heard his Mother outside his door, and then her footsteps trailing away. Nick quickly walked out of his room, down the stairs, and into the living room. Everybody was already there. Jeff stood greeting his mother and father. Natalie appeared behind Nick looking over his shoulder shyly. Jeff's mother and father greeted his own parents happily. Jeff's older sister, Janette looked out of place. She had jet black hair and deep green eyes. She was short, yet lean. Jeff's younger brother Justin, who was 7 was showing Nick's mother a fake tattoo he had on his hand, he had the same blond hair as Jeff, but had brown eyes like his mother.

Jeff's eyes suddenly met Nick's. Nick smiled as Jeff approached him, "Hi!" Nick stood up on his toes and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Behind them Natalie made a retching sound and moved away to sit on the couch beside Janette. Nick looked up at Jeff and rolled his eyes. He saw his dad out of the corner of his eye sigh, almost disappointed and turned to talk to Jeff's father. They seemed to be agreeing on something. Nick's mother led Jeff's mother into the kitchen. Everyone seemed so happy.

Nick held out his hand for Jeff to take, he took it happily and allowed Nick to lead him to his room. His mother poked her head from the kitchen door, "Nicholas leave the door open when you're up there." Nick stopped and looked at her; he thought for a second and nodded.

Nick led him up to his room, which was on the third floor. The room was lined with playbills and posters of Lady Gaga.

Jeff turned and smirked at him.

Nick frowned, "What?"

"Someone's got an obsession with Lady Gaga," he said beginning to giggle. Nick swatted his arm.

"She's amazing!" Nick crossed his arms and sat on the bed, "Mr. Basket Weaver."

Jeff tackled him onto the bed, "You swore you weren't going to mention that!"

Nick laughed and struggled to get free, "You'll never stop me! I'm, I'm-"He began to laugh as Jeff tickled him. It lasted a minute before Nick was begging him to stop. He both sat gasping for air. Jeff picked up a playbill from Nick's nightstand and read it.

"Wait you were in, West Side Story?" He read over Tony's part. "And you were male lead?"

Nick looked into his lap and blushed, "Yeah, last year actually."

Jeff spotted a guitar on the pillows and looked at Nick, "Could I?"

"Yes of course." Nick said smiling a bit.

Jeff gently picked it up and strummed it. He began to play the chords to a song, which Nick sat up and smiled, knowing what it was.

Make of our hands, one hand,

Make of our hearts, one heart.

Make of our vows, one last vow;

Only death will part us now.

Make of our lives, one life.

Day after day, one life.

Now it begins, now we start;

One Hand, One Heart.

Even death won't part us now.

Their voices harmonized together, it was soft and sweet. It was perfect, almost as they were meant to be, as if they were soul mates. The song ended and they leaned forward to hug each other.

Nick's mother, who had been standing in the doorway, wiped a tear from her eye. Finally her son had found someone as wonderful as Jeff, she was so happy for them. She cleared her throat making them both jump, and pull away. "Dinner's ready."

During dinner they chatted to each other and ate Nick's Mother's lovely dinner. Everything was delicious, from the boiled potatoes to the chilled Iced Tea. Jeff and Nick held hands beneath the table, running their fingers over each other's knuckles. Jeff's father had been secretly watching them the whole time, he hated the fact Jeff was dating Nick. He hated the fact that his son was gay, and he hated how in love they looked.

"So, Jeff, Nick. How did you two meet?" Everyone turned to look at them, stopping in the middle of their conversations.

Jeff and Nick turned to look at each other, "Well… In school we ran into each other in the bathroom on the first day," said Nick recalling the memory that started it all.

Jeff's mother cooed, "It's like fate wanted you two to be together."

Nick's father looked down, "He's no Rachel Berry though."

"Or Quinn Fabray," said Jeff's father.

Silence filled the room that was an awful thing to say. Even Janette was staring at her father in shock. "Dad," warned Nick.

Nick's father shrugged, "It's your life."

Jeff glared at his own father, who was watching back, daring him to say something.

Nick turned to Jeff, "Come on." They got up together and left the room, back into Nick's room. No one got up; they just looked around at each other.

Suddenly little Justin looked up at his mom, "Mama, Nick and Jeffy are in love. Like Aladdin and Princess Jasmine."

Jeff's mom looked at him and smiled, "Yes, just like them."

Nick hugged Jeff as soon as they were out of sight.

"I'm sorry," they blurted out at the same time.

Nick looked up at him, "I'm sorry about my father. He doesn't like me being gay."

Jeff winced, "Neither does mine."

They stood, Nick leaning against the wall. Both searching for words, finally Nick spoke up.

"Jeff. I want to give something." Jeff looked over at him.

"What is it?"

Nick gripped his hand and led him into the den. He told Jeff to shut his eyes and sit on the couch. Nick picked up a canvas and sat on the space beside Jeff.

"Okay, you can look now." Nick held the canvas to his chest, the painting pressed against his shirt. "You don't have to like it, I mean I'd like you do, but you don't have to, and um… It's kind of creepy in a way, but not really. And" Nick began to ramble, making Jeff press a finger to his lips.

"It's okay." Nick nodded and flipped it over.

It was a portrait of them in Jeff's garden. Dancing, holding each other close. Detail was almost perfect, from Jeff's bright blond locks, to the koi in the pond behind them. Stars above them twinkled and the grass below them was soft looking and fresh. "Nick, it's beautiful."

Nick blushed and handed it to him. Jeff ever so softly ran his fingers over it. "It's stunning," he said softly. Jeff looked up at him, "I love it." Nick smiled excited.

Jeff stood up and picked up a black case which lay behind the tree. "I got you this. I couldn't wrap it though sorry."

Nick's eyes widened, as he stared at the case. "Jeff you didn't have to..." His voice trailed off as Jeff opened the case to reveal a pretty black acoustic guitar. "Jeff…." He whispered, his fingers lightly strumming the strings. Jeff smiled and watched his expression.

Nick shut the case and lunged towards Jeff. He wrapped his arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Nick pecked him quickly on the lips, "I love you."

Jeff looked at him heart beating quickly, "I love you more."

Jeff buried his face into his neck and smiled. Nick opened the couch so it reclined backward; he curled up at Jeff's side and pressed his face into his sides. Jeff protectively wrapped his arms around him and slid his eyes closed. Sleep over took them quickly, and that's how their parents found them.

So I put my new fic up, it's called Escape (woo so original I know) so check it out if you want. (Don't worry I won't advertise again) Here's the link: s/9281066/1/Escape