Tada! Day 4! Separation. I'm actually pretty proud of this one. I don't really know why, I just kinda am. Let's see if you all like it :)

Niff Week, Day 4: Separation

Jeff stared out the window and watched the raindrops gather at the bottom. This is what he did for fun lately. It was probably the most exciting part of his day. He sighed and lay back down on his bed. The past six days have been torture. And then next eight will be just a torturous. He closed his eyes as he reached for his pillow. Trying to convince himself that this cold, lumpy pillow was his soft, warm boyfriend wasn't hard considering how much he missed him. But it wasn't him. It didn't feel like Nick, it didn't smell like Nick and it didn't hug back like Nick. A thought didn't cross his mind that didn't have to do with Nick. It pained him to be away from this long and it made him ache even more that there was nothing he could do about it.

"Nick…" he called out in his empty room as if Nick could hear him.

Meanwhile, Nick leaned back in his chair, sure he could never eat again after the meal he just had. He rubbed over his stomach as his parents paid the bill. After making sure he could stand up without popping, he got up and walked down the street with his parents. They commented on the different sights there were around the beautiful city and how the food they just ate was the best they'd ever tasted. Nick couldn't concentrate on anything besides the beautiful man he couldn't wait to hold in his arms again. Jeff consumed his thoughts ever since the minute they said goodbye. Sometimes when he was walking through the crowded streets he'd see a blonde head and would start to follow it before realizing Nick was an ocean away. He'd hear a familiar laugh and look around expecting to see his boyfriend but no such luck. Nick didn't even realize when he and his parents stopped in front of their hotel. They made their way inside and up to their room. Nick walked into his room and instantly grabbed his laptop. With any luck he could still catch Jeff. He logged on to skype and crossed his fingers as he hit the video call button.

Jeff could hear the little bubbling noise alerting him someone wanted to skype with him. He quickly rolled off of his bed and over to his desk. It was Nick. His heart stopped as a wide grin grew across his face. He pressed accept and walked back over to his bed with the laptop as the call loaded. When he finally lay on his stomach and settled the laptop in front of him, he saw his face. It was the most beautiful thing Jeff had ever seen. Even pixilated, it was still gorgeous. Jeff grinned at his boyfriend for a minute before speaking.

"Hey, you. Having fun?" Jeff asks, hoping Nick is having fun but not too much without him.

"I am," Nick says while nodding, "but I wish you were here with me. It'd be so much more fun."

"Oh, please," Jeff teases, "I'm sure you're getting hit on by plenty of gorgeous Italian men. And women!"

"No one here is as half as gorgeous as you are, my love," Nick states, making Jeff blush. That wasn't the easiest thing to do.

"Oh, shush you," Jeff says, obviously embarrassed by Nick's comment. Nick smiles, satisfied with the effect he has on the blonde. He loves calling his boyfriend things such as 'beautiful' or 'gorgeous'. Partly because they were true, and partly because he loves Jeff's reaction to them. He gets all flustered and is never quite sure what to say back.

"I miss you," Nick says, breaking the silence after a few minutes filled of staring at each other.

"I miss you too, Nicky," Jeff replies, touching the screen as if he could touch his boyfriend in another country. Nick mimics the action and touches the screen of his own laptop.

"I can't wait to hold you again, baby," Nick tells his love as he scans his face through the screen.

"Me neither, sweetheart," Jeff answers, wishing nothing more than to touch the brunette right now. He sighs.

"But, on the bright side, when you come back you can help me with my Italian homework better now," Jeff says, doing his best to put a bright spin on things. Nick chuckles.

"I guess I can. I love hearing you speak Italian. It's sexy," Nick informs his boyfriend, getting a mysterious gleam in his eye.

"Oh, it is now?" Jeff asks, raising an eyebrow. He knew full well what happened to Nick when Jeff spoke Italian.

"Mhmm.. Now don't start speaking it and get me all hot! My parents are in the next room!" Nick pleaded. Jeff couldn't help the smirk that spread across his face.

"Oh, but Nicky... I like getting you all hot..." Jeff said mischieviously.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. But not now, baby. Please," Nick gave him his best puppy dog eyes.

"Oh, fine," Jeff huffed. Nick smiled triumphantly.

"Nick! Come on, we're going to get gelato!" Nick's mother called from the other room. Nick groaned and dropped his head.

"Gotta go, babe?" Jeff asked, even though he already knew the answer. Nick sighed.

"Yeah, I do. I'll talk to you later, I promise."

"Okay, baby. Have fun. I love you." Jeff says as he smiles lovingly at his boyfriend.

"I love you too, Jeffy. Bye."

"Bye, Nicky."

Nick swears he can hear a telephone ringing. What the hell? Who would be calling their hotel room this early? It's been answered. Thankg God. Now he can go back to sleep. Just as Nick turns over to face the wall his dad comes in.

"Hey, Nick, that was the front office. Go down there and pick something up for us, okay?" his dad said. Nick groans.

"Why can't you get it?" Nick says as he hides under his blanket.

"Cause I told them to look for my son to give it to. They're expecting you." His dad replies before walking back into his room. Nick groans once more and drags himself out of his bed. He walks into the doorway of his parent's room.

"What am I even getting?" he says as he leans against the door frame.

"They'll know what to give you. Just go down to the lobby." his mom tell him, turning over, obviously wishing everyone would shut up so she could go back to sleep. Nick rolls his eyes and sighs as he turns to walk out of the hotel room. On the way down to the lobby Nick catches sight of a clock. 6:42. Who picks up a package this early? Nick reluctantly walks into the lobby as the elevator doors open revealing a dimly lit area. He walks over to the front desk.

"Yeah, hi, I'm Nick Duval, I'm supposed to be picking something up," Nick tells the young woman behind the desk. She just smiles and points behind her.

"I told you you were gonna have to help me with my Italian," Nick hears an all too familiar voice say behind him. His eyes widen. He turns around slowly only to reveal the love of his life standing in front of him.

"J-Jeff?" Nick asks, clearly stating the obvious. Jeff just chuckles and pulls his boyfriend into a hug. They embrace in the middle of the lobby for a moment before Nick pulled Jeff into the elevator with him. They giggled and soon their lips found each other's. They kissed slowly and tenderly until the little ding signaled that they were on Nick's floor. Nick pulled Jeff down the hallway into his hotel room. Nick was suddenly fully awake and full of energy.

"So, want to go out and see the sights of Rome?" Nick asks.

"Hmm, no. I was on a plane all night, I'm pretty tired," Jeff says, smirking as he pulls Nick into his bedroom and onto his bed. Nick smiled and instantly wraps his arms around Jeff. Jeff buries his head in the crook of Nick's neck as they two snuggle into the bed.

"I missed you, Nicky."

"I missed you too, Jeffy."

Niff is adorable. That is all. Review? No one has reviewed so I'm not sure if you guys like this story or not :(