A/N: So, I don't own Glee, because... if I did, it would be better. Ignore bad gay sex almost-jokes in the middle of the chapter. Enjoy.
Chapter Five:
"Long story very short, Blaine and Kurt got together, but the Warblers lost Regionals. That's okay though, Klaine is better than a lousy trophy. Life went on, as it tends to do. Kurt transferred back to McKinley. The New Directions lost at Nationals, if it makes anyone feel any better. I think they came in 12th. God, that sucks. I hope we don't come in 12th."
"I'm so bored," Blaine complained.
"You'll get over it," Nick replied.
"But Kurt's back at McKinley and we lost at Regionals, and I am bored," Blaine said.
"Tough shit," Jeff commented. "Could be worse."
"How could it be worse?"
"You could be trying to spend time with your boyfriend but you can't because someone who shall remain nameless won't shut up and go away," Nick said.
"I was gonna say it could be raining," Jeff shrugged. Blaine sighed.
"Fine. Bye." He moped out the door and back to his room.
"Nicky, don't make a big deal about this. If you're not ready, you're not ready. Everyone matures at different speeds. I'm not going to pressure you into anything. We're 16, we've got all the time in the world," Jeff said.
"Well, I'm 16," Nick said. "You're still 15."
"For one more day," Jeff said. "Close enough. I don't want to put any pressure on you, Nicky."
"You're not, stop it," Nick said. "I just want everything to be perfect. For you."
"For me?" Jeff asked. "I've done it, it's not a big deal to me anymore."
"But it's your birthday," Nick whined. "Everything should be perfect."
"Fine, everything should be perfect," Jeff agreed. "Are you going to jump or not?" Nick looked down at the water below them.
"No, I'm scared, you go first," Nick said. Jeff laughed.
"You sure?" he asked.
"Yeah," Nick said, nervously.
"Alright," Jeff said. "Back up." He bounced a few times on the spring board then jumped wildly off the edge, managing a perfect somersault before diving into the water below. Nick was supremely impressed. "Come on, Nicky, it's fun!" Nick walked slowly to the edge, trying not to look down. Taking a deep breath, he counted to three, squeezed his eyes shut, and flung himself off the high dive, connecting with a hard smack with the water below. "Oh, nice belly flop," Jeff laughed, swimming over to his boyfriend.
"Ow," Nick said.
"You're not supposed to land like that," Jeff said, still laughing a little, pulling Nick to the edge of the pool.
"Ow," Nick repeated.
"You're such a little kid," Jeff said. "Come on, Blaine's performing soon."
The Warblers were throwing a birthday party for Jeff at a nearby waterpark. Technically speaking, it was a combined birthday party for all the Warblers who had had birthdays in the past year (everyone, surprising). Strictly Warblers-only, plus Kurt because he was still an honorary Warbler even if he'd transferred back to McKinley.
Nick complained about the vigorous bitchslap the pool had given him for the rest of the afternoon, even when they were back in their dorm room that night.
"Oh, stop it, it doesn't hurt that bad," Jeff said.
"Yes it does," Nick whined.
"Do you want me to make it better?" Jeff asked. Nick nodded, pouting. "How?"
"I don't know," Nick admitted. Jeff thought about it for a moment, then leaned down and softly kissed Nick's stomach.
"All better?" Jeff asked, hopefully.
"No." Jeff tried kissing different spots, all over Nick's upper body, finally landing with a deep one to Nick's lips. As Jeff sat, straddling his boyfriend, glued to him by the lips, there was a knock on the door.
"Mmph!" Jeff called to whoever was there. Whoever was there decided that was code for 'come in', and in his defense, they should have locked the door.
"Guys," Blaine scolded.
"Excuse you for not having a sex life, Mr. Boring," Jeff replied, finally letting go of Nick's lips for long enough to make the words. "Just holding hands over coffee isn't enough for some of us."
"Trent and I were going to get some dinner and wanted to know if you wanted to come, but I can see you're busy," Blaine said, rolling his eyes.
"Do we want dinner?" Nick asked, breathlessly.
"Do you?" Jeff replied. Nick kissed him again in response. "I'd say we're… mmph… good, Blaine, thanks."
"Alright, suit yourselves," Blaine said, leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
Jeff groaned involuntarily, his eyes rolling back into his head. Being with Nick was the best thing in the universe, and they still hadn't moved passed kissing. Jeff didn't mind – he loved Nick and wanted to wait until Nick was ready, but sometimes he got a little too bothered and had to cool down for a few minutes.
"Nicky," Jeff said, through their kisses. "Nicky, Nicky, Nicky, stop, Nicky, wait a minute." Nick refused to let him go. "Nickyy…"
"What?" Nick finally asked.
"I'm… you know," Jeff said, pulling back from Nick's face an inch.
"So am I," Nick replied, shrugging, and trying to pull Jeff back down to him.
"Nicky, no, let me go for a second," Jeff said, struggling against the stronger one's grasp. "I don't want to…"
"But I do," Nick said, pulling Jeff even closer. "Trust me."
"Are you sure?" Jeff asked, suddenly breathless.
"Yeah," Nick breathed.
"Happy Birthday!" Nick screamed at the top of his lungs, around 9 the next morning. It was Sunday.
"Oh," Jeff groaned. "I was sleeping, Nicky…"
"I don't care! Happy Birthday!" Nick yelled again.
"Yes, yes, happy birthday to you too," Jeff mumbled, rolling over in his bed. "Oh, ow…"
"What?" Nick asked, concerned.
"No, nothing," Jeff said. "You'll find out when you're older." He rolled over again, trying to find a position that was comfortable and failing.
"I am older than you," Nick said.
"Okay…" Jeff said, rolling off the bed and onto his feet, sleepily, even though that didn't hurt any less. "Butts weren't designed to have penises in them, does that answer your question?" He made to cross to the bathroom, but Nick blocked his path.
"Did I hurt you? Are you okay?" Nick asked anxiously.
"Of course I'm okay," Jeff said, staring at Nick. "I'm not exactly new to this." They'd talked about it a few times, how Jeff had had sex before. Nick had said he was okay with that – after all it was basically his fault for not realizing he wanted to be with Jeff sooner.
"But I am," Nick said, still valiantly trying to block Jeff from running away into the bathroom.
"And it's nothing you have to worry about, sweetpea," Jeff said, a smile on his face, leaning down to kiss Nick on the forehead briefly, before slipping into the bathroom and shutting the door. Nick stewed, pacing around his desk while he waited for Jeff to come back out and talk to him. Finally, he came back out, looking significantly more awake. "What?" Jeff asked, noticing Nick staring at him.
"I don't know, I just feel like I should feel different," Nick said.
"Well, you look like you slept with a hanger in your mouth," Jeff said. Nick stared at Jeff, confused. "Look in the mirror." Nick hopped the step into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He had the widest smile on his face. Seeing it just made him blush and smile a bit more. "So, I'm sure you don't regret it."
"No, of course I don't," Nick said quickly. "It's… something special that you should… experience with someone you love." Jeff felt his insides drop out. "And no one could possibly be more in love than us." Maybe Jeff's insides were still there, because they were definitely squirming around uncomfortably. "What? You look like you're going to puke."
"I just… I don't know," Jeff said. "You're right, someone you're in love with." Nick looked at him, smile finally fading a little. "And I wasn't in love with them."
"Aw, Jeff, don't do this," Nick said, rushing forward to collect his boyfriend in a tight hug. "We're in love."
"We're in Niff," Jeff corrected. "Love is for noobs."
"It doesn't matter, J," Nick said. "We're together now."
"Yeah," Jeff said, distractedly running his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, it's you and me, now." He looked up at Nick, who still had that stupid smile on his face. "You're my favorite person on earth. It should have been you." Jeff pressed his lips to Nick's, and there they stood for what seemed like years, kissing and kissing and kissing.
Happy Birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Jeffff
Happy birthday to you!
The Warblers harmonized perfectly, as a cake was presented to Jeff, sixteen candles burning bright.
"Happy 16th, beautiful," Nick murmured in Jeff's ear.
"Make a wish!" Wes instructed. Jeff closed his eyes tight, wishing harder than he'd ever wished for anything, then blew out all the candles.
"What did you wish for?" came the obligatory question.
"Nope," Jeff said, shaking his head. "Not telling." He looked at Nick and grinned. Nick smiled back.
"I, uh, prepared a little song of my own for you," Nick said, hesitantly. "Wes already said I could, and, uh, this will be my very first solo. If it counts." He looked over at Blaine who immediately gave him an encouraging look.
"Of course it counts, let's hear it for Nick!" Blaine said, clapping softly.
Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss No Way It's All Good
It didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated
Look I'm still around
Pretty, pretty please don't you ever, ever feel like you're
Less than, less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please if you ever, ever feel like you're
Nothing, you are perfect to me
Jeff couldn't help but cry, it was so beautiful. It was one of his favorite songs, one of the songs he played on his morning mix to remind him life was worth living, not that he needed much reminder with Nick by his side. He cried and cried, smiling through the whole song. He couldn't help it, the Warblers were all giving him reassuring gestures as they doo-wopped behind Nick. It looked like Blaine was having a hard time not singing the lead, but his efforts were valiant, and when Nick finally closed the song, Blaine jumped on him, hugging him hard, so proud. Nick escaped Blaine's hold to fall into Jeff's lap. Jeff didn't let him go for a very long time.
A/N: So, um, yeah. I'm not feeling particularly loquacious today, I hit 27k words (11 chapters so far and I'll get to posting them) and I'm drained. So I accidentally promised to continue my hogwarts au warblers and other people want more of my wonderful life au and I'm like I'M ONLY ONE PERSON OKAY? And I have school and a job and I'm trying to get through all the episodes of doctor who but I can barely understand what they're saying because I'm american and they're not and there are no subtitles because I didn't exactly buy the dvds and so yeah.
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