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: Holy crap, you guys… I only need 3 more words to hit 100! I'll gladly take more words. The first 100 will be the only ones I guarantee I'll write, but if I get more I might just have more than 100 words on here. Depends on what I have going on in my head when I finish the first 100 and what's going on with school, work… you know, life in general. Because this semester is seriously going to be a bit insane – I have 3 different theatre histories AND my first education class of the program. So yeah, it's a bit insane…

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The last thing Nick was really expecting when he saw Jeff coming towards him was for the taller boy to grab him by the collar, push him up against a wall, and press a kiss against his lips. It was harsh and needy, and completely different from every other kiss the two boys had ever shared. Up to that point, they had experimented a bit – a few soft kisses here and there, hands roaming gently as they tried to figure out exactly where they both stood in terms of sexuality. But this… this was needy and lustful and pretty much the first time either of them had made any type of admission that there was something there. Something between the two of them that couldn't be explained by being "best friends" or anything else platonic.

"I'm done lying to myself. And I can't lie to you…" Jeff began when he finally pulled away from the kiss. "I'm gay, I like you… and if that's not cool I can be moved out by the end of the week." Nick raised an eyebrow as Jeff started to walk away, leaving him in a hallway full of Dalton boys that were all watching to see what Nick was going to go in response to his roommate's profession of affection. Nick reached out before his roommate got too far away, putting a hand on the other boy's shoulder.

"You can't just walk away from me after doing something like that, Jeff…" he began.

"I'm going to start packing…" Jeff replied, turning back towards him. Nick shook his head, sighing.

"God… Jeff, you don't have to move out of our dorm room. I don't have a problem with you having feelings for me, okay? I… I kind of like it, actually." Nick reached up and grabbed Jeff's collar, pulling him back towards Nick and pressing a kiss against the other boy's lips, ignoring all of the catcalls coming from the other boys in the hallway. "We'll talk about things after classes, okay?"

"So… you're…?" Nick shrugged as he started to walk away, still turned to face Jeff.

"I like you. I don't like labels." Nick shrugged, smiling and turning around to make sure that he wouldn't be late for his French class. While he hadn't exactly planned on kissing Jeff that day, Nick had to admit that it had definitely made his day much, much better.