Together, Forever! - Part II
Summary: Greg's being attacked. NickGreg.
A.N.: Don't know why this is being written. It practically wrote itself. I'm just the fingers.
Nick smiled as Greg taped up the last of the boxes and hauled it up.
"Ah. This is heavy!" Greg exclaimed, dropping the box again, just inches from his toes. He looked up to see Nick smirking, "What?"
"You're too cute," Nick shrugged before leaving the room.
Greg quirked his eyebrow to Warrick, who'd come to stand by his side.
"Come on, lab-rat. Let's get this out to the car." Warrick picked the box up with ease, leaving Greg alone in his living room.
Greg stood taking it all in; the emptiness, the slight echo as he turned on the spot; the squares on the walls where posters had been for years, never taken down; it was all too much for him. A tear leaked out just as Nick came into the room behind him.
"Hey G -- Are we gonna g…" Nick hugged Greg from behind when he realised he was crying, "Hey…it's okay sweetie," Nick cooed, kissing the back of Greg's neck and running a hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry," Greg said, chuckling a little in embarrassment at his emotions and stepping away from Nick whilst wiping his eyes.
"Nothing to be sorry about," Nick said, walking towards Greg and cupping his face, "I love you," he kissed Greg soundly, smiling when Greg returned the endearment.
-.-
He didn't want a house-warming party, no way, but the look Greg had given him, like he was putting all his hopes and dreams into having this party, had shorted his resolve.
"G, the house is gonna be a mess," he'd argued several times, "And things are gonna get broken."
"They're not a bunch of teenagers, Nick. They know how to behave respectively."
And it was true. The others had been well-behaved and not broken anything. But they still made a mess, and Nick had made Greg tidy it up.
"Nick, come and help me, please. It's going to take me forever," Greg complained as he was taking a bag past the bedroom, where Nick was lying on the bed reading his book.
"No, Greg, you wanted the party. You tidy it up." Nick turned the page and brought the book in front of his face so he couldn't see Greg pouting.
That was a big mistake because he couldn't see Greg advancing on the bed, but he could feel the bed dip when Greg crawled onto it on all-fours. He could feel as Greg moved closer up to him, ended up straddled on his lap.
"HEY!" Nick yelled when Greg whipped the book out of his hands and dropped it on the floor. "You don't play fair--" He moaned when Greg leant down and kissed his stomach, working his way up Nick's bare-chest to his neck, along his jaw and finally on his lips. Nick growled into the kiss, but it quickly turned into a moan when Greg ground his hips into Nick's. "Don't think you're going to be able to do this every time you want to get out of something," Nick informed Greg as Greg took his shorts off.
"Just do me a favour, shut up."
-.-
A few hours later, as Nick and Greg lay next to each other, Nick piped up with, "You're still cleaning the house."
Greg just growled.
end - finished - finite- NO MORE!
