"Nicky!" A ten year old Jeff said as he ran to the brunet, bawling his eyes out on the way.
Nick frowned and wrapped his arms tightly around the blond. "What's wrong Jeffers?"
"I-I went to the eye place today and…and…" Jeff couldn't speak through his harsh sobs.
Nick gently rubbed Jeff's back and tried his best to sooth his crying friend. "Shh, it's alright Jeffy, it's alright. Everything is going to be okay. I promise."
"I have to g-get glasses Nicky." Jeff began bawling again and Nick frowned.
"That's it?" He asked in confusion.
"Y-yes…"
Nick laughed lightly and cupped Jeff's chin to make him look into his brown eyes. "Jeffy, glasses aren't too bad! I wear them when I read! A bunch of people wear glasses."
"B-but I'll look dumb!" Jeff whined, his tears finally starting to slow down.
Nick smiled brightly at Jeff. "No you wont! You'll look just as cute as always! Promise!"
"Pinky promise?" Jeff asked extending his pinky.
Nick took the pinky in his own. "Jeffrey S. Sterling, I pinky promise that you will not look dumb with glasses."
Jeff gave Nick a weak smile. "Really?"
"Really."
