Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, nor do I completely own Nick and Jeff (although I'm pretty much creating their personalities myself since we haven't gotten to know them too well on the show.
A/n: So I never intended to do one of these a day, but I suppose I'm going to keep doing this as much as possible. Not sure how long this will last because I'm getting to the busiest time of year for both school and work, but enjoy!
Ice
The one thing that Jeff really hated about winters in Ohio was the ice. Snow was great – it was fun to throw snowballs at classmates on breaks between classes, and on the weekends there were regular snowball fights. Everyone at Dalton loved the snow, even if it was rarely enough to cancel classes for the day. But Jeff hated the ice that came along with the snow with a passion – enough that he broke dress code to wear snow boots so that he wouldn't slip and slide on the ice the way some of the other guys did.
When Jeff woke up to find that the previous day's snow – the first of the season – had melted just enough to turn into icy slush, he groaned and started getting ready to deal with it. "Fuck… I hate the ice." Jeff smirked as his roommate responded to the weather the same way he had mentally.
"Looks like it's going to be a fun day for the infirmary. I wonder how many twisted ankles and sprained wrists they're going to see today…" Jeff began.
"Or bruised asses." Jeff couldn't help but laugh at the thought. "Fuck… I forgot my boots at home."
"Borrow mine… I'm more used to the ice than you are. Less likely to fall and bust my ass."
"I can't take your boots, Jeff…" Jeff walked over to his closet and pulled out the boots, pushing them into Nick's arms. "They're going to be too big."
"It's half a size… shove an extra sock in the toes and they'll be fine," Jeff replied as he finished getting ready.
Ten minutes later the two were making their way across the frozen campus, hands shoved deep into coat pockets and hats and scarves firmly in place. Jeff wasn't paying much attention as they walked, used to the security of the snow boots that were currently on Nick's feet, and his foot slipped on a particularly slick patch of ice. He managed to get his hand out of his pocket just in time to catch himself as he fell.
"Fuck!" Jeff rolled over onto his back, cradling his wrist against his chest.
"Jeff? Are you okay?"
"Next time it snows, I'm wearing my own damn boots."