It was almost dark when they reached Nick's childhood home.
"Greg, baby, you need to wake up." Nick shook Gregs shoulder gently.
"Huh? Are we here already? That was quick!" Nick chuckled. Greg climbed out the car and made his way towards the house.
"Here's your room boys. I'll let you get some rest. See you in the morning." The two thanked Mrs. Stokes and walked in but were stopped in their tracks at the sight of the double bed.
"I'm not sleeping on the floor!" They spoke in unison.
"Best of three?"
"Fine." Greg sighed and within five minutes he was grumbling and Nick was whistling to himself.
"I'm gonna have a shower to wash of the over whelming smell of victory."
"Hey Nick. While you're there can you blow it out your ass?" Nick just laughed and walked into the bathroom to let Greg sulk by himself. Twenty minutes later he walked back in only to find Greg fast asleep in the bed. He shook his head, no way was Greg getting away with this. He sighed; he didn't have the heart to kick Greg out of bed. Nick blushed at his own thought. He rolled his eyes and climbed in the other side.
Just as Nick had settled down Greg rolled over and shuffled closer to Nick. Throwing his arm around Nick's waist. The sleeping man mumbled something before burying his head between Nick's shoulder blades. This could be uncomfortable in the morning and Nick knew that what he should do now is move, sleep on the floor or at least move Greg. That is what he should do. What he actually did was sigh contentedly and settle back into Gregs arms. He was getting everything he wanted, even if it was only for a week, and he was going to enjoy it.
Greg winced as he woke up to find his arm stuck. He opened his eyes to find the broad expanse of Nicks back centimetres from his face. As he took in the position of his arms which were still embracing Nick he realised that the older man was holding his right hand tightly preventing any movement. He also realised he didn't want to move, so, he pretended to be asleep. When Nick woke up he could deal with it. He felt Nick shift and he realised Nick was already awake. If Nick was awake and he hadn't moved then maybe... this thought was interrupted by Nick rolling over. Both pairs of eyes opened wide, their noses were touching and their lips were inches away. They both froze in the now awkward position.
"Morning." Greg shifted as best he could with his arm still wedged under Nick.
"Morning"
"How did you sleep?"
"Good"
Thankfully they were saved from further conversation by one of Nick's sisters bursting in.
"Nicky!"
"Hey Jen!" Greg couldn't help but be jealous of the fact that Nick had siblings. Both men sat up.
"You must be Greg"
"Nice to meet you." He flashed his mega watt smile
"And you, Nick talks about you all the time, I'm so glad to finally meet you."
"Oh, really? Nick talks about me?" Greg raised an eyebrow and Nick rolled his eyes.
"Is there a reason you came up here other than to wake me and Greg up."
"From where I was standing it didn't look like you two needed waking up." It was Jens turn to waggle her eyebrows before giggling childishly. "Mom says breakfast is ready!" she grinned, dodging the pillow that flew at her head, and ran out the room.
"Would you believe she's 34?"
Greg snickered "I like an older woman." Nick smacked him round the back of the head. Hard.
"That's my little sister you're talking about!"
Greg grinned "That's what you get when you bag a much younger, hotter guy."
Nick smacked him twice this time before sulking off into the bathroom to get dressed.