AN: Don't own Glee. This chapter is short and not exactly what I wanted it to be. I could've worked on it and put on the next chapter, but it wouldn't feel right. If you didn't already put the pieces together, the party is from BIOA. So yeah. If you guys do end up keeping tabs on this, the Sebastian storyline will absolutely blow you away. I promise. Albeit it'll be a while, cause the next chapter is based on "Sexy".
On the last episode of Say You Like Me, a new student was scarred by Wes and David's sexual antics in the French boy's own dorm. Meanwhile, Kurt and Blaine invite Nick, Jeff, and Dylan to Rachel Berry's party. And that's what you missed on the last episode of Judas.
"Hey babe."
Jeff's eyes froze at the sight of Nick casually lounging around. Nick hadn't changed out of his gym uniform and a little too small grey shirt was hugging his toned frame.
Hugging? More like clinging on to. His abs were just about the first thing that made Jeff bite his lips in sexual frustration. All Jeff could do was think about the previous night where Jeff had sucked every square inch of Nicks chest. It was different now though, because last night, everything was dark. But now here stood Nick, and Jeff wondered if he was doing this on purpose, trying to rouse up some sort of sex riot in the middle of their dorm.
Nick just stood there smirking.
"Like what you see?" Nick said, raising one eyebrow and biting his lip. He gave an innocent smile for a good measure.
"Uh huh," Jeff admitted, unable to tear his eyes away.
Nick walked closer to Jeff and whispered in his ear. "You should join me in the shower. I have this one place that's hard to reach—"
"I-I can't," Jeff mumbled, closing his eyes. Nick sure knew when to be a tease, and when to be a gentlemen. Sadly, Jeff found it difficult to distinguish which one he was gonna be. This one of things Jeff liked about Nick, he could be just as unpredictable as himself. He finally snapped out of it. "We can't!"
Nick rolled his eyes. "Why not!" He pouted, stomping his foot like a child.
"Because we have to ask Thad about that duet we want!"
"Ugh!" Nick mock collapsed on the floor and started to fake sob. "Mama Mia, Jeffy! I'mma a dying!" Jeff rolled his eyes as Nick gave a painfully bad rendition of an Italian accent.
"C'mon Nicky!" Jeff tried to hoist Nick back, but Nick was holding his ground...literally. "Get! Up!" He tried in vain with no avail.
"No!" The boy kept holding his ground. Soccer practice today was especially brutal today and his brain was listening to his legs more than anything.
"Fine, I guess I won't take you to that awesome party I was invited to."
Nick's eyes lit up at the sentence. "Party?" He asked.
Jeff sat on his bed. "Yup." He said, pretending to be apathetic. "I guess I'll have to tell them that I couldn't go because my boyfriend was being selfish."
Nick's eyebrows rose, debating the truthfulness of Jeff's sudden change in tone, "You're bluffing..."
"Am I? Blaine and Kurt and Dylan are going..." Jeff said teasingly.
"Well, if we go quickly so I can take a shower, can we go the party?" Nick suggested, he gave Jeff puppy eyes and melted.
"I don't see why not..."Jeff trailed on. Making sure he was loud enough for Nick to hear him.
Jeff felt a little bad at teasing Nick. Jeff knew how much it bothered to be sweaty after soccer practice.
"Yay! Jeff you're the best!" Nick threw himself on Jeff giving him a bone crushing hug.
"Ugh! Nick you're all sweaty!" Jeff tried to shake Nick off, but the boy just smashed a kiss on Jeff's cheek.
"That didn't bother you last night when we practically fucked." Nick said quickly. He got up from the bed and only bothered to put on a clean shirt.
"Language!" scolded Jeff, as he smoothed out wrinkles out of his shirt.
"Yeah," Nick rolled his eyes, throwing a clean shirt over his head. "I should've said that to you last night!"
"I am just as much of a gentleman as you!" Jeff shot back. He raised his chin a little smugly, as though that would make him more respectable.
"That's not funny Jeff," Nick said bluntly.
"It is if you think about it!" cried Jeff sinking his head onto Nick's lap. "What do Klaine shippers use when they get cold?"
Nick starred at Jeff blankly.
"A BlaineKurt! BlaineKurt... Blanket? Oh forget you!"
Nick just smiled as he ran his fingers through Jeff's hair. Jeff stared absentmindedly at the T.V. Nick was watching some show Jeff couldn't care less about.
"Sticklers to every joke," Jeff said tiredly. "You're no fun!"
Jeff stretched his arms while he pouted and could hear Nick chuckle under his breath.
"Mmmhmm," Nick said ignoring the blond. He kept running through his hands through Jeff's hair. He would tuck Jeff's hair neatly only to mess it up again.
Jeff hesitated for a moment, not wanting to break the peaceful silence. "Nick?" Jeff almost physically cringed."
"Yeah?" Nick said, noticing a change in the blonds voice.
"You know Dylan doesn't mean anything to me," Jeff sat up and turned to look at Nick sitting across from him. He had one eyebrow raised. "I just got the feeling that you were jealous..."
Nick thought about that for a moment. He could see why Jeff would bring up that up, they had just gotten together, and then Dylan showed up. Any other gay guy showing up would have done the same thing, to be fair to Dylan.
"I know Jeffy," Nick whispered. He reached out to tuck a wisp of Jeff's hair behind his ear. Jeff blushed and held Nick's hand against his cheek. "I was just scared when I realized you had other options besides...me."
"Hey!" Jeff scooted closer to Nick, making sure Nick was looking directly into his eyes. Those hazel brown eyes..., "Don't say that! You're my only option Nicky!" He gave Nick a bone crushing hug and ran smoothed Nick's hair as he did so. Taking every moment of this intimate hug with the most appreciation he could,
"Is that a good thing?" Nick said with a hint of confusion, scrunching his nose while he thought about it.
"Yes!" Jeff replied for a split second of hesitation. "Or, I don't know. I just know that you're the only boy who's made my stomach feel funny. Nobody has ever made me feel the way you make me."
Nick blushed violently at the blonds last comment. "Same here Jeffy."
"Maybe it'll take us a while to find the right words to describe us...all of us, but I'm okay with that," said Jeff confidently.
"Me too," said Nick. He laid down on the bed and rested his head on Jeff's lap. Jeff smiled to himself as he noticed the switch. He started to sing under his breath.
Nick had just gotten comfortable laying his head on Jeff's lap when Jeff spoke.
"We have to get ready for that party."
"Fuck."
After much coaxing, Jeff persuaded Nick to stay in bed as he got himself ready. Nick was lying on the bed snoozing peacefully as Jeff sang along to his stereo with his iPhone playing.
Nick liked these moments the best. When he would be lounging around his dorm and he could listen as Jeff sang where ever he was in the dorm. Early morning weekdays at Dalton weren't so bad, because that meant waking up to Jeff's sweet voice.
And Nick was perfectly content with that. Especially now, he could here the the crickets chirping outside from the window Jeff had opened. It was almost like a lazy day.
To Nick, it felt like forever since they had one. It had actually only been this weekend that they in which they haven't one.
Friday was all about doing the massive homework they had gotten and doing the laundry they ignored for several weeks.
Saturday morning was Jeff meeting with David, Wes, and Thad for choreography relating to regionals, and Nick was preoccupied with staff regarding Sundays orientation with Dylan. Saturday night was Nick and Jeff's "first" date and Sunday was just...busy.
Jeff hastily shoved all his hair products under the sink when he finished styling his hair. He wanted the bathroom to at least be clean when he came back to vomit in the toilet.
He walked out of the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed where Nick was napping on, careful not to wake him. He muted the TV and watched some cartoon show, resting his arms behind his head, occasionally dozing off, as he waited for Blaine and Kurt.
He turned his head and saw Nick with his eyes closed. Nick always looked peaceful when he slept. During the day, Jeff noticed Nick could always have a certain expression on his face. Like he was thinking too hard. It wasn't an expression Jeff always saw though, it went away when he met Jeff, caught him staring at him, or (presumably) had Jeff on his mind. The same way Jeff stopped stuttering when he met Nick.
That's the way they were, oddly enough. Two substantially different, yet alike boys. To anybody at first glance, it would be incredible that they would be boyfriends. Without any background knowledge, most people who didn't Jeff and Nick's relationship would a concern. Both boys bickering back and forth, with the occasional smirk and taunt. They just seemed like the types who would never have a "spark". But they proved everybody wrong.
They had perfect balance of differences and identicalness. Although, that only made Jeff and Nick's problem worse. They didn't know how to explain their relationship. Describe yes. Even though they agreed it didn't matter if they didn't know how describe their relationship right away, it still scared them. Jeff would always have a little doubt in him, and Nick would inexplicably have a sense of worry when he saw Jeff at his best or worst. Knowing the blonde in front is very eyes might not always be his.
It scared Jeff, not knowing, because he was the type of person who always found it extremely difficult to remain calm when out of the loop. He could either get frustrated, willing to give up, or onset panic attacks, all too reminiscent of his old school.
But Nick was more or less fearful of this being his first relationship. And although it was Jeff's too, it bothered Nick because he didn't know exactly if he should be in a relationship if he couldn't describe it. It didn't entirely feel too good to Nick to say he was in a relationship, if he didn't know first hand what it meant to be in a relationship. Were there rules? Did he have to know Jeff for a certain time?
Jeff turned off the TV with the remote he spent a good two minutes looking for and snuggled in closer to Nick. Nick just gave a small smile and he latched his arm around Jeff. The two boys just laid there in content.
Ten or fifteen minutes later, Jeff reluctantly opened his eyes when he heard Blaine and Kurt knock on their door and he slowly slipped out of the embrace of the sleeping boy, being careful not to wake him.
Jeff moved slowly through the darkness, carefully sliding his feet so he wouldn't step on anything that god knows what the boys discarded around their dorm.
He quickly opened the door and stepped out. "Hey guys," Jeff said softly. "I don't think Nick and I are gonna be able to go tonight."
The two boys looked visibly thrown off guard and Blaine didn't try to hide the fact that he looked like he was trying to solve a riddle. Jeff never turned down a party, ever. They asked why and Jeff explained how peaceful Nick was and not wanting to disturb him, only wanting to get the sleep he deserved.