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Well, that took long to write.. Thanks btw for the nice feedback on the smutty No.10 ;)
I'd describe this as super-fluffy Niff couple moments with some random Trent in between..
Enjoy!
"I can't believe we're actually doing this!"
Jeff was bouncing in the passenger seat, clapping his hands together like a five year old on too much sugar. It was adorable.. although really distracting. Nick sighed and tried to concentrate on the road, it was only, like, a half an hour drive, but nonetheless. He didn't want to crash on their two month anniversary.. or anytime really. And yes, they went a little later than originally planned, namely after their last final. But the brunet liked the idea of the getaway being even more special due to the date.
Two months.. oh boy.. that felt like no time at all. Imagine two years.. or two decades. He blushed heavily and a smile twitched the corners of his mouth. Imagine forever..
Still smiling softly, Nick suddenly froze as another thought crossed his mind that he'd suppressed for the last week. Two... Two days! We'll be alone, completely alone.. for two days and two nights.. Oh boy.. Will he..? Does he want to..? Oh God..
Jeff glanced over at his boyfriend, his expression swiftly changing from happy to worried. Nick's grip on the steering wheel had tightened, making the knuckles of his hands stand out and turn white. Gently, the blond reached over to touch him, but he stopped shortly before doing so.
"Nick?"
The brunet flinched. Don't crash. Everything is fine.. This is not what this weekend is about. You'll talk about your relationship, not have actual.. relations. Nick was freaking out, the idea making him extremely uncomfortable. And he didn't even understand why. He loved his boyfriend, he wanted him, badly, so why was this so awkward when the chance for them to be together was actually there?
He felt light pressure on his thigh and glanced down for a split-second.
"Nicky, what's bothering you?"
"Could you move your hand away, it's distracting.. Thanks." Nick didn't really want to talk about this right now. His fears were his to bear.. and hopefully overcome. Jeff sighed lowly after withdrawing his hand, letting it fall down into his lap.
With sad eyes, the blond turned towards his window and, his head resting against the glass, watched the outer world rush by. Minutes passed without either of them saying another word, before Nick shuffled in his seat. Jeff only caught the movement in the corner of his eye and was determined not to react in any way. He frowned at himself. Since when do you PMS this much?
"Sorry," Nick's voice broke the silence. "I didn't mean to.. Just sorry." He paused briefly, but got no response. "Jeff?"
Jeff blinked slowly as he answered in a neutral tone. "Wanna talk about it?"
Considering it, the brunet decided he'd rather fixate on driving right now. "I just.. had a little freak-out. It's nothing really, I got this." Nick glanced over solely to see his boyfriend looking at him partly sad, partly concerned. "I'll tell you later, okay?" He reached out and laced their fingers together, squeezing Jeff's hand reassuringly. The blond turned his head and focused on everything outside the car again, his heart feeling a tad lighter, although only one thing was floating around in his head.. Freak-out?
They arrived at Nick's uncle's apartment in German Ville in the early evening. It was a cute place in a large building that probably cost a fortune to rent. It even had a pool they were able to see from their balcony.
"Wow," Jeff exclaimed, walking through the rooms. "Feels like a hotel, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, he doesn't keep a lot of personal stuff since he's always traveling. Not my cup of tea, though." He let his bag fall to the floor. He'd scanned the apartment for anything that didn't look ready-furnished, coming up empty.
"I know what you mean," the blond said, touching and turning one of the two photographs in the living room. It was of the Duval's at some family event, he guessed. Nick was there, too, on the side next to his mother. Cute as always. Jeff smiled, putting the picture down again, and stepped over to hug his boyfriend from behind. He nestled into the brunet's neck and pecked his cheek.
"Hi."
Nick leaned back, grinning happily as he held Jeff's hands, resting on his stomach. "Hi."
The blond inhaled deeply, memorizing the scent of Nick's soft hair as he snuggled a bit closer into his boyfriend. "Thanks for this," he murmured against the brunet's temple.
"Don't mention it.. You hungry?"
"Starving!"
Nick chuckled at Jeff's adorableness and gently wiggled himself out of their embrace. "Come on, then," he said with a smile still spread across his lips and, taking the blond's hand, he led them to the door. "I'm buying," he added with a wink.
"So, where are we going?" Jeff asked as they were in the car and already driving. He had no clue where they were, although they crossed the occasional fast food place.. Damn, I'm hungry.. "Do you actually know?"
"Sure," the brunet replied. "Grove city." Jeff didn't follow. Whatever, I'll find out soon enough.
The car came to a halt and, after stepping out, Jeff basically squealed as soon as he saw the restaurant in front of them. It belonged to the same chain where they went for their first date in Westerville. "Oh my Gosh, Nick!" He hopped over and hugged his boyfriend tightly, arms wrapped around his neck and enthusiastically kissing the brunet's cheek. "I love you."
"You too. I figured you might like it. Glad I was right," Nick grinned. "Okay, now, let's get something Italian! With lots of grease, cheese and meat and... What?" Jeff'd twisted his lips in disgust at his boyfriend's idea of a tasty dinner. "Fiiine," the brunet grunted. Jeff didn't even have to say anything, Nick knew anyhow.. "I'll go for something more healthy this time," he murmured, waving his hands in the air in defeat as he saw a smirk playing on his boyfriend's lips.
"Pizza is not healthy, you know."
Back at Dalton, Trent was lying upside down on one of the sofas in the common room, head hanging down from the seat. Opposite from him, there were David and Wes studying for their last final. Why they couldn't do that in the library remained a mystery to him, but he wasn't allowed to bitch.. Since, being bored as hell, Trent had nothing to do other than to watch these two. So, no Wes and David: no one to observe.
"Guys, I'm bored." Not many students were at Dalton that weekend. Not long until summer break and everyone was already flying out. Only the ones with exams left, spend their time in their dorms or, in the Warblers council's case, the common room.
"Seriously, Trent, go study or find yourself a hobby!" Wes was annoyed. He was behind on his schedule and Kurt was using their dorm for some crazy outfit making before he'd go home later that evening. David put his hand on his friend's arm as he sensed Wes' gavel instinct coming through. "Relax, man." They were trying hard to break that habit of his since the head council member would graduate this year and there'd be gavel for him in college. Too bad really.
Trent rolled his eyes and himself off the sofa. "Whatever, Sirs, I'm out." Strolling on campus when there was nearly no one around was weird and unfortunately also uneventful, much to Trent's dislike. Usually he'd be looking what his fellow Glee clubbers were up to, but since no one was there.. Stupid boys going out with their significant others.. Now that he thought about it, he spent most of his weekends within Dalton with the other Warblers, especially with the Niff..
What were they doing anyhow? Some sweet coupley stuff, for sure.. Not that he was interested. Okay, who was he kidding?
Trent went up to the dorms and lay down on his bed, head again hanging down from the edge of the mattress. Gosh, I need a girlfriend..
"Open!"
"What?"
"I said, open," Nick laughed, "Your mouth, dummy." They sat at the kitchen counter in the apartment, eating leftover tiramisu from their dinner. Nick was balancing quite the amount of it on a fork in front of Jeff's face, attempting to feed his boyfriend.
"That's so cheesy, Nick," the blond said, although he was grinning widely, before he snatched at the fork. Jeff licked his lips just for good measure, not aware that he actually had some cream at the corner of his mouth. "Yummy!" he concluded with a smirk.
"You.. have.." Blushing heavily, Nick pointed his finger, not able to finish his sentence when the blond licked his lips again, more seductively this time. Oh boy. He gulped and reached out, slowly wiping the smudge off of his boyfriend's mouth. When he was about to remove his hand, Jeff grabbed his wrist and held him in place, taking Nick's thumb between his lips, and licked the tiramisu off.
Nick wanted nothing more than to attack that mouth and tackle his boyfriend to the ground- Bed, wall, sofa.. Anywhere was fine, really.. Remember that freak-out in the car, Duval? Yeah, that happened for a reason. He took a deep breath and turned his head away.
"Something wrong?" Jeff had released his boyfriend's hand and looked at him quizzically. "Was that gross?"
"No, not at all. On-On the contrary." The blond followed Nick's gaze, who had bowed his head, and soon was able to see the condition his boyfriend was in.
"Oh," Jeff said lowly. "Always glad to make you happy," he added, grinning from ear to ear. Deciding that he was definitely in the same mood, he reached out, but Nick moved his hand away and, folding his arms across his chest, turned to lean against the counter.
"That's er.. That's not why we're here," the brunet mumbled. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off Jeff for too long when he was this close, so he had fled. He pushed himself off the counter with his butt and moved over to the couch, plunging into the cushions at once to keep his thoughts straight.. and PG-13.
But, of course, his boyfriend sat quietly down next to him. "Nick?"
"You're making it very hard for me to ignore you, Jeff."
The blond raised an eyebrow at him. "You want to ignore me?"
"Well, it's obvious that my body doesn't, but we haven't talked yet and I wanna do that first. So yes, I'm trying to ignore you.. Otherwise I might jump you." Nick was blushing at admitting how much he actually wanted his boyfriend and turned his face away again.
Jeff smiled. Gosh, this is hot.. Playing hard to get was kind of a turn on for him.. Figures. "Talk then."
The sun was already setting. the last reddish-orangey sunbeams shone in through the broad living room window. Nick closed his eyes, turning his face directly into the rays, and took a deep breath. "Well," he began, "I got a lot to tell you. Just let me, okay?" He shifted on his seat so that he sat cross-legged on the sofa cushion, one arm resting in his lap, the other on the backrest.
"First things first," he continued, his gaze set on Jeff's beautiful brown eyes watching him in anticipation. The blond was seated rather casually on the sofa, one leg up, the other one dangling down, but Nick could see that his boyfriend wasn't relaxed at all. "I love you, Jeff, and there's nothing that might change that. But.. but that scares me.. I mean, how can I love you this much? We're only 17, and yet I keep thinking how I want to spend the rest of my life with you." The brunet was starting to ramble and he knew it, but his mind was all over the place.
Jeff reached out and this time Nick let him intertwine their fingers on top of his knee. "It really scares me, Jeffie, that I want you all to myself, that I want to keep you and share only what I need."
Nick couldn't handle looking at his boyfriend anymore, Jeff was starting to cry. "And I don't really know what I'm doing, but my body is obviously set on you, but.. what if that stuff ruins us? And you mean too much to me for me to risk that and I.. Please don't cry, Jeff! I will love you for as long as I'll be and be with you for as long as you'll have me.."
Silent tears were falling down Jeff's cheeks and he wiped some of them away with his free hand before running it through his blond hair. "Gosh, Nick," he chuckled. "You're adorable." Nick shot him an un-amused look, but flushed a little. "You're overthinking stuff, but yet, adorable." He laughed again. "Gosh, I love you so much, Nicholas Duval, it's starting to hurt. Of course I want you, badly even, but hell, I'll wait till we're 40, if I have to." Nick smiled at that. Forty, eh? Well, that may be a little far.
"Although you might not believe me, I want this life, Nick, with you, just as much as you do. And I'm scared, I really am, but we can be scared together and just go for it, so that hopefully everything turns out like we want it to. And even if it doesn't, we'll still have our love for each other.. Like you said, this is the real deal. And I'm in if you are.."
Now it was Nick's turn to cry, if only a few tears. Jeff leaned over and kissed them away. "So, that freak-out in the car.. was that about this?" he asked after sitting back again.
"Yeah, well, sort of. I thought you might wanted to do it this weekend and, well, you know my concerns about that stuff now."
"It won't ruin us, Nicky, but as I said, we can wait if you want us to, And just for the record, I didn't plan anything for this weekend, although I must say, I always want you," the blond said with a wink.
"It's all a little overwhelming," Nick admitted to his boyfriend before he crawled over to cuddle up next to him.
"Yeah, I know, my body is a lot to take in.." The brunet hit Jeff lightly in the stomach at that comment, although he really couldn't deny any of that. "Hey! You know it's true, you want this," the blond smirked, motioning with his hand up and down his torso.
Nick sighed. "I do," he said super lowly. Jeff had heard, of course, and grinned with more confidence than ever.
"So, you admit that you want me? How much?"
Nick rolled his eyes. "You're unbelievable."
"Unbelievably attractive?"
"That too."
To be continued.
Whyyyy is everyone so scared? :D Teenagers.. I remember my first real boyfriend.. Oh, the fluff.
Also, can you guess the restaurant Nick and Jeff went to?
Mistakes will be corrected as soon as I find them.. And they are there, I know ;)
See you around! xoxo
