"I get to be bass! I get to be bass!" Jeff yells, pulling the guitar on and flexing his fingers over the plastic buttons.
"Fine!" Nick laughs, reaching for the microphone and the controller.
Jeff had somehow managed to get hold of the key to Dalton's rec. room, and had spent a good ten minutes setting up the Rock Band kit perfectly before scrambling up the stairs and banging on Nick's door. When he'd opened it, Jeff had dragged him out, slamming the door shut behind and him, and practically carried him to the Playstation.
"So, this is our second date?" Nick asks as he flicks through the song choices on screen. "Rock Band?"
"Not just Rock Band, a whole day of Rock Band! We also have Guitar Hero."
"Other people are going to want this room at some point, J."
"Well, not today. I've made sure of it. Now will you please pick a song so that we can get started!"
Nick grins, pressing a button on the controller and grabbing the remote to turn the volume up as the first few beats of 'Eye of the Tiger' kick in, Jeff hitting each one perfectly.
Nick belts out the song, laughing as Jeff dances madly around him, handbanging in time to his notes. When the song ends, he collapses on the floor in a mock faint, panting.
"How can you do that and still get..." Nick glances up at the screen, "ninety-eight percent?"
"Pure talent, Nickster, pure, sheer, talent."
"Or a lack of social life..."
"That too."
They play a few more songs like that, Nick singing and Jeff playing bass, the two of them effortlessly wrecking Kurt and Blaine's high scores.
They stop for a break, Jeff shaking his arm frantically to try and get the stiffness to go away, nearly smacking Nick in the head as he does so.
"Hey!" Nick laughs, batting Jeff's hand away, "Watch the face!"
"But it hurts!" Jeff whines, pulling the guitar off and dropping it onto one of the sofas, promptly following it, sprawling out across the cushions and sighing contentedly.
Nick drops down to sit cross legged on the floor, prodding Jeff's leg.
"Seeing as you dragged me down here first thing, and I'm still in my PYJAMAS - "
Jeff looks down at him as if he's only just noticed.
"They're cute! Look at the little goombas... sorry... you were saying?"
"Please tell me you have some sort of breakfasty, start-the-day-right kind of food? I'm starving."
Jeff laughs, turning over and kneeling up on the sofa, reaching down behind it to pull out a packet of chocolate chip brioche, tossing them at Nick's head with a grin.
"These alright, Mr... Hungry... Pants?"
"Mr Hungry Pants?" Nick repeats, laughing as he breaks into the brioche, holding one out for Jeff who takes it happily.
"Shut up, it's still early."
"It's too early for you to think up a good insult, but you still manage to get five stars on every song we play?"
"That was entirely you! Who knew you could pull off Michael Jackson?" Jeff says through a mouthful of brioche.
Nick opens his mouth, grinning, sticking his brioche covered tongue out at Jeff.
"Ewwwww!" Jeff laughs, throwing a cushion at Nick, before scrambling over the back of the sofa to avoid being hit as Nick throws the cushion straight back.
Jeff peers up over the sofa, frowning in confusion when he can't see Nick. He stands, wrinkling his nose up uncertainly.
"Nick... Where did you – AH!"
Nick tackles him to the ground, pinning him down and straddling his legs, hitting him with the cushion. Jeff flings his arms up over his face to protect himself, managing to grab the corner of the cushion and pull it out of Nick's hands.
"Aha! Now what will you do? Tell me, Nick, What will you do now?"
Nick laughs.
"Jeff, I'm sitting on you... I definitely have the upper hand here..."
Jeff looks up at Nick, his hand stretching out for the cushion that's almost out of reach on the floor beside him. He grasps it, bringing it up at the same time as the other, hitting Nick on both sides of the head.
"Cheat!" Nick yells, tugging one of the cushions off him and whacking him with it.
Jeff laughs, squirming underneath Nick's legs.
"Says the boy who's holding my legs down! That's definitely not fair!
"You're right... I should hold your arms down too!" Nick says, dropping the cushion and grinning wickedly, pulling Jeff's arms above his head and pinning his wrists down.
Jeff laughs, wriggling, trying to break free from Nick's grip. Nick's far stronger than he looks, and Jeff realises with shiver that he can barely move.
"Oh come on... now neither of us can fight! Let me up!" Jeff says, his laugh a little strained.
Nick just shakes his head, shifting his weight to hold Jeff down further. Nick's eyes widen suddenly and he looks down at a blushing Jeff, his eyes shut tight in embarrassment.
"Jeff... are you... I mean... is that...?"
"Uh-huh..."
Jeff and Nick are sitting next to each other on the sofa, staring straight out front, avoiding each other's gaze. The music from the game menu seems deafeningly loud as both of them wonder what to say.
"Nick..." Jeff starts, shifting uncomfortably, readjusting the cushion that covers his lap.
There's silence between them again until Nick reaches for the remote, switching the TV off and turning to face Jeff, his eyes flicking down to Jeff's lap, then back up to his face. Jeff smiles innocently.
"Do you want to go and... sort that out or..."
"It's fine..."
"You're really into me aren't you..."
"You were the one grinding on me."
"Shut up!" Nick laughs, "I didn't think it'd have that effect!"
They grin at each other before Jeff dissolves into laughter.
"You... You didn't think it'd have that effect!" Jeff manages to get out between fits of giggles, practically falling off the sofa he's laughing so hard.
"Calm down!" says Nick, grabbing Jeff's arm before he topples off onto the floor. "It's not that funny!"
Jeff grins up at him.
"It kinda is... "
"No, it's not." Nick smiles.
"Oh, sweet, innocent Nicky..." Jeff says, slipping his hand behind Nick's head, pulling him in and kissing his forehead.
Jeff rests his forehead against Nick's, the two of them looking at each other, Jeff's little finger moving slowly against the back of Nick's neck.
"People do want to date me..."
Jeff laughs, pulling back.
"Since when have I been people?"