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 once again, I'm getting stuck on an idea. But there are certain words on my list that just fit so well, and I can't help myself!
Cereal
Nick knew things were bad when even eating a bowl of cereal became a mental war with himself. He was stressed out from work, things at home were crazy as they adjusted to having two kids in the house instead of just one, and it had gotten to the point that it was all Nick could do to make himself eat enough calories to survive the day.
"El, you need to sit down while Daddy makes breakfast." Nick forced a smile as Jeff chastised the two-and-a-half year old from across the room, where he was cooking a good breakfast for himself and the little boy while Lizzie slept in a Moses basket nearby. "Babe, are you sure you don't want me to cook enough for you, too?"
"I don't have time…" Nick began, putting his half-eaten bowl of cereal on the counter next to the sink.
"You haven't eaten much…" Nick shrugged as Jeff turned away from the pan full of eggs he had been working on cooking. He smiled as Jeff pulled him closer, pressing a kiss on his forehead. "Please eat some more… we need you around," Jeff whispered, so that Elliot wouldn't hear them. "I can't do this alone." Nick leaned up, pressing a kiss against Jeff's lips.
"Okay. I'll finish the bowl."
"And a banana." Nick smiled.
"And a banana." Nick walked back to his bowl, spooning out a few more loops of the cereal to eat. "And I'll call Dr. Davenport, see if I can see him this afternoon after work." He glanced over at Jeff, who was smiling at him.
"Thank you."