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Honey brown eyes, blue sky and freckles kissing fair skin. Is this what heaven was? His laugh ripples through him, causing creases to form in the corner of his eyes. His smile made it brighter outside if that was even possible.

"Charlie, you know that's not fair! You've paid the last three times we were out. It's only fair if I get to pay!" He protests, but his laugh still slips through.

"It is though! I can afford it really. You know how bad I feel when you pay for us." I giggle with him.

"Please, let me treat you this time. I owe you, darling." He says after his laugh finally subside. Okay yeah, he wins. There's no beating that.

"My favorite boys!" A familiar voice yells. It snaps me from my trance, my cheeks warming as my attention now goes to Darcy as they walk through the patio door.

"Isaac and I are right here." Tao grumbles from behind them, Isaac raises his eyebrows in agreement.

"Whatever, did you guys order appetizers yet?" Darcy asks, pulling out Tara's chair for her.

"Um no. Wasn't sure what you guys wanted yet. Seeing as you guys were late." Nick teases, looking at the group as they get settled.

"I'd hardly call it late Nick, you and Charlie live down the road. We don't." Tara quips, hanging her purse on the back of her chair.

"Why did you two move in together again?" Darcy asks, raising their eyebrows. I look at Nick, but his gaze was on Darcy.

"why wouldn't I want to live with my best mate?" Ah yes there it is. The answer I always loathe. It's not easy being in love with your best mate. Not very fun either to be honest.

"Right Charlie?" I blink, looking away from Nick. Everyone was looking at me.

"What?" I ask, my face heating up in embarrassment. That earned me a smile from Nick as he leaned back in his chair.

"I said it's nice living with each other because we never keep anything from each other. Makes for a good roommate situation." He says. Okay now I just felt guilty.

"Uh right. Definitely." I lie, bringing my attention to my menu.

"Oh Tao, how's Elle? IS she liking it over in France?" Tara asks, thankfully changing the subject. Tao immediately starts gushing about his recent facetime with Elle and how great she's been doing in school. I don't really join, instead picking at the frayed edges of the menu.

I'm tired, so tired of holding this secret. It's been weighing me down so much but I know nick doesn't like me that way. If he did I would be making out with him in the restaurant bathroom instead of sitting here awkwardly. I should probably just tell him, but the fear of rejection, the fear of losing him... it's just too high.

My eyes wander to the words on the menu, then to the pictures of the food. I could feel the unease and uncomfortable nag in the back of my head start to rise. I don't think I'm really hungry anymore. The more I looked at it, the less hungry I got, and the more uncomfortable I was. Suddenly, I felt a foot nudge mine, causing me to look up. Everyone was still happily chatting away, but Nick was focused on me, a worried pinch to his brows. He sends me a look, silently asking me if I'm okay. I panic, kicking Isaac's ankle to my left before quickly standing up.

"Um, I'm going to go to the loo. If the waitress comes by just order me a lemonade." I say quickly, sending Isaac a look. That look was all it took before he immediately sets his book down and stands up.

"Oh good, maybe you can show me where it is. I'll come with." He proclaims, following me as I turn on my tail towards the door that leads into the restaurant. Isaac is silent until we get into the bathroom, glancing in all the stalls before turning to me.

"God, I can't keep doing this Isaac. It's tearing me apart." I blurt, leaning against the wall and sliding down until I'm sat. Isaac sits beside me, frowning.

"Then tell him, Charlie. I hate seeing you like this." He says softly.

"I-I can't. Isaac, having him here is better than telling him and losing him." I sniffle, trying and failing miserably to keep my tears in.

"Charlie, is it really worth destroying yourself over?" He asks, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"To keep him? Yes." I admit, pathetically. I don't know what I would do if I lost him. If being miserable means I get to keep him, I will suffer. A life without Nick is not an option. Isaac says nothing, just rubs my shoulder in support.

"I-I'm also having a bad food day." I admit quietly. Isaac slowly nods before looking at my hand.

"We'll take it slow and easy okay? I'll keep it to myself, but you really should talk to Nick." Isaac says, his hand grabbing mine and giving it a squeeze.

"Why? Because he can read people like a book?" I ask, wiping my eyes.

"No, because he can read you like a book." He chuckles. I furrow my brows, not picking up  what he was putting down.

"What are you on about? He can read just about anyone." Isaac looks at me, like really looks at me.

"You really don't know do you?" He asks, a look I can't describe in his eyes.

"Know what?" I ask.

"Charlie, Nick is only ever focused on you. Nick can read you like a book because he's only paying attention to you... because he cares about you." I blink, letting his words sink in. I immediately shake my head, looking back at Isaac.

"He cares about everyone in our friend group." I deflect. Isaac sighs before fully turning his body to me.

"He cares, yes. But he doesn't pay attention to us like he does you. 20 quid says he has no idea what book I'm reading when it's been sitting in front of of him the past 15 minutes we've been in the loo." He chuckles.

"I guess we will see." I stand up, offering a hand to Isaac. He gladly takes it, lifting himself up.

"Good, now freshen up. We have some questions to deflect when we get back." Isaac says, wiping a stray tear from my cheek.

"Thanks Isaac, I really don't know what i would do without you." I sigh, offering him a small smile.

We quickly freshen up, hiding my very obvious tear stricken and puffy face from crying. Once I look better, we left and I let out a nervous breath. Here goes nothing. We walk back outside to the patio, relief flooding me as everyone was still chatting. Well, everyone but Nick. His eyes were on us, waiting for us to sit once more. the second we sat down, we weren't so lucky.

"So what took 20 minutes in the loo?" Darcy asks, raising a brow at us. I could feel my chest tighten, panic starting to build.

"There was a line. Surprised how many lads needed to piss at this hour." Isaac lies smoothly. Darcy just shrugs, going back to their conversation. Relief floods me once more as I relax. I shift in my seat, catching Nicks eye on accident. His eyes seem to study me before he opens his mouth to speak.

"Hey Nick, have you read this book in school before? I swear we did back in year 9." Isaac cuts him off, his book now open with the cover to the table. Oh I see what he's doing. Nick visibly flushes, his brows pinching in confusion.

"Sorry, I um, maybe? I don't know what you are reading if I'm being honest." He says. Now my face flushes as Isaac slowly nods, a smug look on his face.

"It's no big deal, forget I said anything. He says, smiling to himself. Well, that's 20 quid out of my wallet. I felt a foot nudge mine under the table, forcing me to look at it's owner. Nick looked very... worried?

"Charlie is everything... okay?" He asks quietly. I want to lie, but Isaac's words from earlier ring in my head. I pick at my nails, looking at my lap as I shrug pathetically.

"Let's just say you will have a cheap tab today." I say, equally as quiet as him. When he does not respond, I glance at him. He looked worried, and deep in thought.

"What... what can I do to help?" He asks, his eyes finally landing on mine. He reads me instantly, his face falling.

"Your eyes- Charlie-"

"Hey Nicholas! Your birthday is coming up, are you excited? What do you want to do? Darcy's loud voice cuts him off.

"Oh yeah! It's what, next week? Last year's mini golf was fun." Tara chimes in. Nick sends me a look that says we're talking later before he turns to the others at the table.

"Honestly, I was thinking maybe a little camp out in the garden? the weather will be perfect." he says,  his eyes finding mine again. I don't know what makes my me say this, but my lips move faster than my brain.

"I don't have a tent." I could see Nick's jaw tense before Tao starts to speak up.

"Oh well since Elle is not here, I suppose you could share with me." He offers. Tara was suspiciously quiet as she shot daggers at Isaac. His brows furrowed before cleared is throat and looked at Tao.

"Oh I figured we were sharing. I'm sure Nick wouldn't mind offering up his tent." He says smoothly. What was going on here? Was I missing something?

"Oh. Yea that works." Tao shrugs. Everyone looks at Nick, the boy flushing under everyone's gaze. His eyes find mine once again, not paying attention to everyone else.

"Yea you can share my tent with me." He says. Our eyes don't part, the tension in the room rising.

"Oh goody, it's all figured out then!" Darcy says all giddy. Nick and I don't respond, just continue our staring match.

It wasn't until the waitress walked up that our eyes finally drifted apart.

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The house was quiet as I left my bedroom. I was thankful Nick was at rugby practice and that I would have time for myself after the dinner fiasco. Last night was intense after the tent discussion, Nick and I not really speaking the rest of the night. Though honestly that could have been because of me hiding in my bedroom. I'm not the best person when it comes to conflict, I would rather avoid it honestly.

I grab a mug from the cabinet above the toaster, carefully setting it down. Nick had gotten me a matching mug to his as a housewarming gift and I rather quite liked it. It was white, with a blue 'C' on the front. I smile softly, at it before going and starting the kettle. I needed some tea and peace. Next week I start my next big project at work. A well known writer has chosen our company for editing and for some reason my boss thought I should be the one to do it. I wasn't going to find out who it was until it was dropped into my hands.  I've been really nervous about it and this stuff with Nick wasn't helping. I haven't even told Nick.. I want to tell Nick. Speaking of Nick, since he wasn't home, I set my phone on the counter, opening my Spotify. I could use some music while I wait for the kettle. I hit shuffle, immediately pausing as the song starts to play. I guess my playlist just knows how i'm feeling. This was the perfect song to scream my emotions out too.

I want you to lose, me like you mean it.

Break my heart, leave it in pieces.

I want you to lose me, all I need is,

For you to look me in the eyes. make me believe it, yeah.

Daniel Seavey's song 'Lose Me Like You Mean It' was a masterpiece and a disaster for my emotions. I can not so proudly say I've listened to this song at full blast just laying on my floor, numb as can be. And since Nick wasn't home...

"Oh, cut me off and cut me out your life. Want you to fuck me up! Don't let me go without a good goodbye, yeah. Want you to lose me, like you meant it. Break my heart, leave it in pieces... baby just! Don't let me go without a good goodbye!" I sing loudly, pouring my emotions out into the song. I mumble the rest of the lyrics as I pick up my phone. I should ask Sahar and Jimmy when our next gig is. 

"I forget you can sing." A scream leaves my lips as I throw my phone, clutching my chest. I turn around, looking at Nick in panicked confusion.

"Nick what the fuck?!" I pant, trying to calm my rapidly beating heart.

"Sorry! I should have made my presence known, I'm sorry." He says, a guilty look on his face. I pick up my phone off the ground, turning the song off. Thank fuck my screen didn't shatter.

"I... can we talk?" Nick asks. As if on cue, the kettle goes off.

"Sure. Feel free to make yourself a cup." I sigh, finally feeling my heart settle. Well settle as best as it can with Nick around. I pour myself a cup, adding my milk and sugar before standing off to the side so Nick can prepare his own.

Wait a minute. I turn fully to Nick, setting my cup down. He was dressed in a simple white tee, blue jeans rolled at the bottoms. My eyes shoot to his hair, noticing it was very much dry and styled. Nick wouldn't look like this if he was at rugby. He would be muddy, freshly showered or something in between. Not fully put together.

"Why are you home?" I blurt out before I can stop myself. He looks up from his mug that he was pouring milk into, furrowing his brows.

"Do you not want me here?" He asks. Okay how do I approach this?

"No- no I just- you're clean." Thank you stupid mouth, you have been such a great help. Nick sets the milk down, fully turning to me.

"I'm not sure i'm following." He says.

"You never come home from rugby looking like... that." I say finally, grabbing my tea. Maybe I should just drink and shut myself up. I bring the mug to my lips, slowly sipping the hot beverage.

"Oh I wasn't at rugby, I was on a date." I immediately suck in a breath, choking as tea enters my windpipe. I quickly set my cup down as I hit my chest, coughing. I could not breathe as I repeatedly cough, my eyes watering. 

"Are you okay-"

"I'm sorry, a date?" I manage out, cutting him off. He blinks, staring at me blankly.

"Uh yeah? Is that an issue?" He asks. I could feel the bile in my throat as I swallow thickly, shaking my head. It's not like I'm in love with you or anything. Not like we're dating. I had no say in who Nick Nelson dated.

"No..No. Um was she lovely then?" I ask, quickly grabbing my mug and immediately avoiding eye contact with him. How can I distract myself? Actually better yet, why would I ask that? Do I enjoy torturing myself? The last thing I want to hear is about how Nick has fallen in love with some random person on the street.

"Um fine I guess. He uh..he and I didn't really click." My eyes snap to his. He? Did he just say he?! As in the pronouns he and him? Like a man?

"He?" I found myself blurting, mentally facepalming. Why can I not control my mouth around Nick? Not that I want to, if you catch my drift. Woah! Okay there, getting off track. I need my brain to start functioning. I watch as Nick's face flushes just slightly before he clears his throat.

"Yes, you're not the only one who likes men in our group. I'm bisexual, is that an issue?" He looked very nervous. Though to be honest, it was an issue. It was an issue that I now had hope. It was an issue that I now had a chance, but would likely never be chosen. Honestly this hurts more than him being straight.

"No, no of course not. That would be very hypocritical of me." He visibly relaxes before grabbing his tea.

"Let's move this to the couch shall we?" He sighs. I don't respond, just silently follow him to that living room. This changes everything, or at least I hope it does. He likes men? Well I am a man... maybe I should ask what this guy was like to see if we have anything in common. Who am I kidding? I'm probably this guys polar opposite. Like a skater dude or a sports lad.

"So," He starts," I think we need to talk about last night." I pull my legs up as I fully turn towards him on the couch., one foot planted on the cushion, the other tucked under it.

"I was hoping we wouldn't." I admit before I can stop myself. I try to cover up my mistake by taking a sip of my tea. However, it didn't go unnoticed as a Nick lets out a quiet sigh before turning towards me.

"What's going on? What's up?" He asks softly. I chew my lip nervously, my eyes never leaving the liquid in my cup. What do I tell him? Hey Nick, I'm madly in love with you and have been since we met in Uni and I know you have zero romantic feelings for me so I hate myself and pine away like i'm in primary school? Yea no, that would not bode over well.

"I'm just stressed is all." Is what I opt for.

"Charlie." The way my name rolls off his tongue has me closing my eyes, biting the inside of my cheek. When I don't respond, he lets out another sigh. I was honestly surprised, but kept my eyes shut when I felt him pull my feet into his lap, his hand resting on my ankle.

"Charlie, I wan't you to talk to me. A little stress has never made you hide in the bathroom and cry. Nor has it tanked your appetite." He says softly, his thumb rubbing gently on my exposed skin. I want to tell him that's actually not true, and actually a regular occurrence. Not something I'm proud of but I guess a part of recovery is relapse right? I could feel my lip wobble as I continued to keep my eyes shut. I need to not cry please and thank you.

"Can you look at me please, darling?" I hesitate but finally open my eyes, not shocked at the few tears that escape. I finally look at him, his expression sad and worried.

"I'm sorry." I say, quietly.

"It's okay, just... just talk to me. Let me help." He says, softly.

"I just- I'm stressed. I have a big project coming up at work and they gave it all to me. I'm nervous I'm going to screw it up." I'ts not a total lie, but not the truth either. I did technically have a big project coming up. Not that he needed to know that.

"That is a great opportunity! I'm proud of you. Maybe you can tell me more about it right now? It might ease some stress." He offers. I didn't really like that idea. I had already lied enough and didn't want to add onto it.

"I kinda don't want to think about it right now. I would rather have have a distraction if I'm honest." I wipe my eyes before taking a drink of my tea. When my eyes land on Nick again, he seems to be thinking.

"I think I have the best solution right now." He says after a minute. I raise a brow, intrigued but worried. My best solution would be for us to set our tea cups and snog on the couch, but i'll hear what he has to offer. 

"And what might that be?" I ask. He just smiles, setting his tea down. Was my fantasy about to happen or...?

"'Lets go make brownies." I blink, watching as he moves my legs off his lap and stands up.

"Well come on, they are not going to make themselves." I slowly smile, setting my tea down and grabbing his hand. Okay I can get with this idea.

It didn't take long to find all the ingredients. Apparently Nick had planned to make brownies anyways so that saved us a trip to Tesco.Though my interest was now peaked because Nick usually bakes when he is stressed or nervous. It makes me wonder what's going on in his head that made him pick up the supplies.

 "Okay, so we got all of our ingredients, I suppose we better start measuring." Nick says as I look over all the boxes and bottles on our counter. I raise a brow, picking one of the bottles up.

"What does honey have to do with brownies?" I ask. He sets the measuring cups on the counter before looking at what I had in my hands.

"That darling, is for the icing." He says, pointing a whisk at me. I turn to him, a smile making its way onto my face.

"You've been saying that a lot you know." He raises a brow as he grabs a measuring cup, setting the whisk aside. 

"Saying what?" He asks. Did he not know he was calling me a term of endearment?

"Darling." I watch as he pauses his reach for the flour, a light pink flush crawling up his neck.

"Oh. I- well I call Tara that too so you're not special." He deflects, grabbing the sack of flour. I mean, I'm not saying what i'm about to go is right, but some shameless flirting should be fine... right?

"That's a shame really. Your rejection wounds me." I sigh dramatically, pretending I was stabbed in the chest. Nick's flush deepens as he sends me a look.

"That's a bottle of honey, not a knife." He says flatly. I roll my eyes but continue.

"Use your imagination." Now its his turn to roll his eyes.

"Are you going to to help me or not?" He asks as I set the bottle back onto the counter.

"Fine, fine. What do I do?" I ask, placing my hand on my hip as I look at him expectantly.

"Can you get the sticks of butter unwrapped for me? I'm gonna measure out the flour." I nod, grabbing the first stick.

I barely started unwrapping the butter when a soft poof reaches my ears. I turn towards Nick, my eyes widening. His face, neck and parts of his chest were covered in flour.  I can't help myself, immediately bursting into laughter. Nick's eyes narrow, but he was now smiling.

"You think this is funny do you?" He asks.

"No, I think it's hilarious." I manage out through my giggles. His smile widens as he turns to me.

"Oh do you know?" I nod, giggling too much to answer. Suddenly a poof of flour was hitting my chin and chest. My jaw drops as I look from my chest, to Nick.

"Oh you did not." I say, trying desperately to keep my giggles from erupting.

"I think I did." He hums, crossing his arms over his chest. It took one quick glance at the counter before I was grabbing the cocoa powder, a handful landing on Nick's powdered chest. His jaw slowly drops as he looks at his chest.

"Charlie Francis Spring." He gasps. I decide to be brave, taking a step closer to him. He looks up from his chest, our faces awfully close.

"What are you going to do about it?" I whisper. I could barely see his face flush under the flour, but it was there. I swear his eyes shoot down to my lips for  a split second before they meet mine. A smirk slowly forms on his face, but all I can focus on is the slight dilation of his beautiful brown eyes.

"You wanna know what I'm gonna do?" He asks, his voice soft and just as quiet as mine had been. Literally no one should look this hot covered in flour.

"Yea." I have to force myself not to whimper like a pathetic fool. He slowly reaches his hand up beside me, his fingers brushing a curl from my face. I could feel my face flushing from his actions. Was this really happening?

"This." Suddenly a crack is heard and a cold goop lands on my head, causing me to gasp.

"No! Not the curls!" I whine, moving away from him. He busts up laughing, and I take that time to think of my plan. Why not have some fun too? I grab the honey, opening the cap and squeezing it on his head.

"Woah! Okay, okay truce!" He laughs. I giggle along with him.

After we slowly calmed down, the reality of our mess sunk in. There was flour, egg, and cocoa powder everywhere. We decided to just finish up the brownies and take turns showering. Nick graciously let me go first. Let's be honest here, I think we should have just saved water and showered together but maybe that's just me. We ended the evening watching a movie, which Nick graciously let me choose, with a plate of fresh brownies between us.

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I slowly opened my eyes, closing them again with a groan. My head hurt, and I did not feel good. I blindly reach for my phone, wincing when I hear it fall to the ground. Guess i'm getting up anyways. I slowly sit up grimacing at how heavy I felt. I lean down and grab my phone from the floor, wincing when the bright screen flashes at me. I had three missed calls from Tao and a text from Nick. He had rugby practice today and a team meeting after so he was going to be home later in the evening. I just replied with a quick okay and texted Tao that I was asleep and that I did not feel great at all. I forgot he was supposed to come over today. It wasn't long before my phone started ringing, Tao's name flashing on my screen.

"Hello?" I mumble, closing my eyes.

"Hello, I am still coming over with meds and I will be playing nurse. A sick Charlie three days before Nick's birthday is criminal." Tao declares, the sound of a bag rustling on the other line.

"M'kay."

"I'm heading over now. See you soon Charles." Then the line clicks. Okay, guess I don't have a choice. I do appreciate the help though, I will say.

I decide to finally leave my bed, but take my favorite throw blanket from the mess on my bed. I wrap it around myself before grabbing my pillow, kitty, and my phone. I walk out of my room and down the hall, gently placing my items on the couch.  I wanted to just lay down and waste away on the couch but I needed to pee bad. So I walk back towards the direction of my room, turning to enter the door directly across from it. I quickly do my business and wash my hands, brushing my teeth before finally leaving. I didn't even care that Tao was going to see me in my pajamas. I just wanted to pass away peacefully on the couch. 

I made what almost looked like a nest before finally settling down on the couch, pulling my blanket snug over my cold body. Kitty was clutched in my grasp, and my eyes slowly closed once again. I was almost asleep again when the door suddenly opened and closed, Tao walking in and kicking off his shoes. The second his eyes landed on me, he winces.

"Shit Charlie, You look awful." He says as he walks past me towards the kitchen, a grocery bag clutched in his hand.

"Gee thanks." I grumble.

"I'm just being honest!" He calls back, his bag rustling. Soon the boy was walking into my line of vision, crouching in front of me. 

"Open wide!" I furrow my brows. He lifts the thermometer into view, causing me to roll my eyes and comply. I open my mouth, allowing him to slide the stick in before closing my lips.

"Good. Now leave it in until it beeps and I come back to check it. I'm going to get the kettle started." He hums, patting my head. I just do as he says, waiting patiently for the stupid thing to beep. I felt awful, and I probably should have asked Tao to bring me some paracetamol. My head was aching bad. The thermometer beeps, causing me to wince at the sound.

"Let's have a looksie." Tao hums, pulling it from my mouth. His eyes read the small screen, his brows furrowing and his mouth forming into a frown.

"Is it bad?" I ask. He places his hand on my forehead and I can't help but sigh at his cold touch. It felt nice.

"You're at 39.4." Tao says quietly, more serious. I blink. Holy shit that was high.

"I'll make you some tea and get you some medicine okay? Just rest up." Tao assures me, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He types something out, sending it before locking his phone and sliding it back in his pocket.He offers me a small smile before getting up and walking back towards the kitchen.

I am so fucked. Nick's birthday is in three days. Three whole days. How was I going to get better by then? I really did not want to upset Nick. We were finally getting along again.

"Here, sit up a little so you can take these." Tao says, kneeling in front of me. I look at the pills in his hand, and the mug of tea in the other.

It absolutely sucked sitting up. When I managed to sit straight, I immediately push past Tao to run to the bathroom. It was mere seconds before I was hunching over the toilet, throwing up. I knew it was gross but I felt so weak, I couldn't help but rest my cheek on the seat.

"Charlie-" Tao didn't get to finish as I sat up again, hunching over the bowl. My stomach was empty and the bile burned my throat. I felt so cold.

"is... are you done? Is that all?" Tao asks gently. I nod, but felt so weak, cold, and beyond awful. I could feel my lip trembling as my head lowered to the seat again.

"Fuck this is not good at all. Maybe we should go to the doctors." I Immediately shake my head.

"Okay, okay no doctors. Let's get you back to the couch then." He sighs.

After a very pitiful attempt to help me clean my mouth out with mouthwash and pills forced down my throat, I was finally on the couch again. I was trying my hardest to watch the movie Tao had put on for me but it was impossible. My body aches, I am very cozy under my blanket and I am extremely exhausted. As I started to fall asleep, all I could think about was Nick. About how nice he has been recently. I wanted to know what it would be like to cuddle with him, or to hold his hand. What it would be like to kiss him and wake up to his face first thing in the morning. What it would be like to be loved by him. God I would give anything to know what that was like. So if I started dreaming about what it would be like to sit on this couch, with my legs in Nick's lap with his hand rubbing my thigh gently as I read my book, so be it. Or the way we would share kisses between chapters and he would ask my opinions on them. Or Nick coming home, saying "I'm home my love! How was work today?". Or Nick-

A sudden bang jolts me from my sleep. My eyes barely open, but exhaustion wins and I succumb to it. I was almost asleep again when I heard Tao speak.

"Shh! He's only been asleep for half an hour!" Tao scolds tiredly.

"I- where is he? Is he- oh god." Suddenly the stench of sweat, dirt and grass filled my nose as a cold hand touched my forehead. Despite the smell it felt nice, further sinking me into sleep.

"Fuck he's burning up. Thanks for texting me Tao, I got it from here."

"Of course. Text me if you need anything." Tao's voice is the last thing I hear before I welcome sleep fully.

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I wasn't sure how long I had been asleep for, but the smell of broth and chicken filled my nose. My stomach was empty from earlier events and I had the slightest feeling of hunger. However my medicine had worn off, causing my headache and nausea to return. I still felt incredibly weak and fuck I felt so useless. I couldn't help the way my face scrunched up in discomfort as tears start to form. The second a weak cry left my mouth, I could hear a spoon being dropped on the counter.

"Char, open your eyes for me darling. What's going on?" Wait what? My eyes slowly open, a few tears escaping. Nick Nelson was on his knees directly in front of me, his brows pinched in worry.

"Nick?" I croak weakly. His expression only deepens as he brushes a tear from my cheek.

"I'm here darling." He says softly. Why was Nick here? I thought he wasn't going to be home until late? Was it late? How long did I sleep for? Where was Tao? Was Tao even here still?

"Char? I need you to tell me what's going on so I can help you." He encourages softly. I didn't know what to say. I guess I should ask for more medicine.

I open my mouth to speak when suddenly I feel the bile start to rise. I weakly scramble up, running for the bathroom and immediately dropping in front of the toilet. My body aches as I hunch over the bowl, throwing up what little tea I had consumed earlier. I could feel Nick's hand on my back, rubbing soothing circles.

"Let it out, its okay, I'm here." He assures gently. I end up throwing up again before practically collapsing on the toilet. I hated feeling so weak, so exhausted.

I gave zero complaints when Nick carefully helped me up to clean my mouth. I was however, surprised when he lifted me up and carried me back to the couch. He gently set some down, and I can't help the whine that leaves my lips when he lets go. I mentally slap myself for being stupid as Nick looks at me.

"Let me get your meds okay? Do you want some soup? I made your favorite." My heart swells as I look up at the man. I didn't trust my words, so I just nodded.

"Okay darling, just wait here." He places a kiss on my forehead, my face immediately flushing as he walks away. Did he just....?

Nick comes back with a bowl of soup, setting it on the coffee table. I stared at it as he went back to the kitchen for everything else. When he returned with the meds and tea, I was graciously surprised when he helped me take them. However, I was more shocked when he set the mug down and picked up the bowl from the table, carefully sitting beside me.

"Are you okay to try and eat?" I nod but I wasn't sure to be honest.

He sets the bowl on my lap, and I very quickly place my hand on it to keep it steady. I could do this. I swallow thickly before grabbing the spoon. My hands were shaky as I lifted it, the soup spilling back into the bowl. Frustrated, I try again, grabbing the spoon. I start to lift it but once again, in my frail state it just spilled right back into the bowl. I bring my hands to my eyes, desperately trying to stop the tears. Why did I have to be so fucking weak? It was a spoon for gods sake. The bowl is lifted from my lap but I didn't care. Whatever, starving was probably for the best so I didn't have anything to throw up.

"Darling, look at me." I lower my hands but don't look at him as fresh tears fall. I hated this, I hated it so much. I hated being so vulnerable.

"Char look at me please." I don't, sniffling as I look at my shaky hands.

"I'm pathetic." I croak. Almost immediately, Nick is setting the bowl down and grabbing my cheeks, forcing me to look at him. He looked extremely upset.

"You are not pathetic. You are one of the strongest people I know. Being sick doesn't change that. I want to help, please... let me help you." He pleads, using his thumbs to wipe my tears. I hesitate but nod.

Now it was Nick's turn to be surprised as I laid my head on his shoulder, scooting closer to him. I know I shouldn't but I really needed the comfort. Nick relaxes, moving my legs over his lap so I was more comfortable. He grabs the bowl again, one arm around me to hold me up as he held the bowl, the other grabbing the spoon. I was a little embarrassed as he brought the spoon to my mouth, but I know I wasn't capable. after a couple spoonfuls of soup,  I found myself looking up at Nick. He was very concentrated on feeding me, so I took the time to admire him. I didn't understand why he looked so worried and distressed. 

"Char?" I blink, looking at him. I didn't realize the spoon was back in the bowl.

"You kind of spaced out there. Are you okay?" He asks. I nod, weakly motioning to the soup again. He just chuckles, grabbing the spoon again. It was so warm and tasted so good.

I didn't even mean to, but at some point while he was feeding me, my eyes slipped shut. I just kind of slumped against him, slowly falling asleep. The soup was just so warm, hell Nick was even warmer. Not to mention he was extremely comfy. Am I upset that the first time we cuddled is while i'm sick? Yes, yes I am. Would I rather be laying on the couch? Hell no.

Nick carefully set the bowl down, trying not to disturb me. I was almost fully asleep when he carefully tried to lay me back on the couch. I jolt awake, clutching onto his shirt weakly.

"You're okay, I got you darling." I was completely out of it, not thinking before nuzzling into his chest. Nick sucked in a breath as I slowly settled down again.

"I guess I can stay here for a little while. Anything for you." He whispers, brushing a curl from my face. Then I'm out like a light.

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When I woke up again, the room was dark, barely illuminated by the tellie. I was extremely disoriented, shifting in my place. When did I end up on the couch again? Where was Nick? Nick... oh god I really messed up. What if cuddling was too far? What if he hates me? What if- a snore cuts through my thoughts completely. I weakly sit up, looking at the arm chair beside the couch. Nick was sat in it, head lolled to the side with his arms crossed over his chest. He was in his pajamas with a blanket thrown lazily over his lap... and he was out cold. Snoring softly every few seconds. He... he stayed?

Before I could think about it too much, my bladder made me very aware of how full it was. So I quietly got up, careful not to disturb Nick. He did a lot for me and deserved some rest. I made my way to the bathroom, shutting the door quietly. I pull myself out of my shorts, sighing in relief as my bladder empties into the toilet. I must have slept a long time . I finish up, tucking myself back into my shorts. Before I could flush the toilet, the door swings open, a tired and worried Nick stopping in the doorway.

"Are you okay?" He asks, looking over me. 

"Yea, I was just using the loo." I say quietly. He lets out a sigh of relief, leaning against the doorway. I flush the toilet, walking over to the sink.

"Thank God, I was panicking when I woke up and saw you were gone." He admits as I wash my hands.

"I'm sorry." His head snaps up and his brows pinch together,

"Hey no, no there's nothing to be sorry for. How are you feeling?" He asks as I walk towards him.

"Heavy. Cold. My head is pounding." I admit. Nick opens his arms and I go to enter them but I pause, hesitating.

"I don't want to get you sick." I say quietly, shivering. Why did I have to wear short ass shorts and a big t-shirt to bed?

"I will be fine. I have the immune system of a rock." He dismisses.  I was still hesitant but gave in, walking into his embrace. a content sigh slips from me involuntarily. 

"You're so warm." I mumble. He just chuckles, holding me in the doorway.

"Let's get you back to the couch darling. I can grab you the meds." He says softly, resting his chin on the top of my head. I didn't want to, nuzzling into his chest.

He removes his chin and a startled squeak leaves my lips as he scoops me up. God he has no idea how hot it is that he could just scoop me up and toss me anywhere."  I clung to him like a koala, willing away the blush as his hands held my thighs tightly. My head was on his shoulder as he brought me to the living room. When he set me on the couch, I let out another involuntary whine, my face flushing right after.

"I'll be back, don't worry." He hums, placing a kiss on my forehead. Maybe he was just feeling my forehead for my temp. Yea that had to be right.

"Here, pills and tea for the sick one." Nick teases, sitting beside me. I take my pills with the tea, grimacing after.

"Thank you for everything. It means a lot to me." I say quietly, setting my tea on the coffee table. 

"No need to thank me Char. I'll always be there, whenever you need me." He says. I hesitate, deciding to be a little brave. If he deflects I can blame it on my sickly state.

"Well if that's the case then expect cuddles even after I'm over being sick. You're very warm." I quietly admit. Nick's smile grows as a very soft look crosses his face.

"Yea? I wouldn't mind that. You are always cold which feels nice as I run warm." He says softly. I could feel a blush creeping up as I look away shyly. Nick gets up from the couch, and settles in the chair again. 

"Get some rest Char, I'll be here if you need me."

Chapter Text

Being sick sucked. There's no worse feeling than feeling weak, pathetic and useless. However, when Nick Nelson volunteers to be your caretaker, complaining gets thrown out the window. The amount of cuddles, and head kisses I got from that man cured me faster than medicine. And the soup he made? Holy fuck get that man in the kitchen for Gordon Ramsey because I know he would approve and that's coming from someone who hates food.

"Char? Can I come in?" I look up from where I was sitting on my bed, folding the last of my laundry from when I was sick.

"Yea come in." Nick opens the door, walking in and the waft of cupcakes follows him in. 

"Are you sure you're okay? For the party I mean. I can reschedule-" Nick starts.

"Nick i'm fine. Promise. I had the best nurse taking care of me." I tease, shooting him a smile before placing the empty basket on the floor. 

"Okay, okay. Um, would you be able to help me set up in a bit after you're done? Tara texted and said they were coming around 6." He asks, awkwardly standing in the doorway.

"Yea no problem. I owe you after all." I admit, standing up and putting the last of my clothes away. I finally turn towards him, smiling when I get a good look at him.  He looked great, hair messy, tight olive green shirt, light blue jeans rolled at the bottom, and his signature white socks. 

"You don't owe me anything. If you were to get sick right now I would cancel the whole party just to make sure you are cared for." He shrugs. I could feel the blush rising on my cheeks.

"Yea?" I ask softly. He smiles and shrugs again.

"Always." After a moment of silence between us, I look at my feet bashfully.

"Do you want your gift now or later?" I ask, daring a look at him. He looked surprised. 

"You didn't have to get me anything! You should have been resting!" He scolds.

"Hey, I bought it way before I got sick." I say, putting my hands up in defense. A smile grows on his face as he tilts his head, leaning on the door frame.

"Yea? Well you can save it for later then I suppose. That way i'm not over thanking you all day." He teases. My eyebrows raise, and a burst of confidence overtakes me. 

"How do you know it's going to be a good gift? What if its a stinky old sock?" I ask, taking a few steps towards him. He just shrugs, his smile widening.

"Any gift from you is a good gift." He says, taking a few steps towards me. I could feel the tension brewing between us, my heart racing. Suddenly a slam is heard, breaking us apart.

"Your decorators are here!" Tao yells from the living room . Nick and I look at each other, the man awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

"I'm regretting giving that man a key." I grumble. Nick nods in agreement and we both leave my room. The second Tao spots us he pauses, looking between us.

"Either it's hot in here or you two are blushing. Did I interrupt?" Immediately I felt my flush worsen. 

"Hot." Nick and I blurt at the same time. Tao's eyebrows raise, his eyes darting between us. 

"Sure. Anyways, tent. Where do I set it up?" He asks.

"I'll show you, I already set mine up." Nick blurts out. Tao just nods and glances at Isaac, who was still looking between us skeptically.

"Uh Charlie can you set up the table? The bags are already on it." Nick asks. I nod and Nick immediately takes Tao by the arm and practically drags him out to the back garden.

"So that was... eventful. Care to share with the class?" Isaac asks, following me to the dining table.

"I'm being an idiot and risking a lot." I sigh, opening the bags he left. I immediately pause, swallowing thickly. I should have known it was the snacks. I could feel my chest tighten, and I hated it.

"Charlie?" My head snaps up to look at Isaac. He had a knowing look on his face.

"I got this, you sort out the liquor bag." I nod, desperately letting go of the bag. That's another secret I kept from Nick. 

"Anyways, I don;t think you're being an idiot. I think you're in love and that's okay." He says, sorting the snacks into bowls. 

"Yea with my best friend. The one person I can't be in love with." I deflect, setting up the different bottles on the counter. I hear Isaac scoff from behind me, but I don't entertain it. 

"How are you so sure he doesn't like you back?" I glance out the window at Tao and Nick putting up the tent. They seemed to be having a very serious conversation.

"Because if he did I wouldn't be just his roommate." I say. Nick starts to hammer the stakes into the ground and I can't help the way my breath catches as his biceps flex.  Suddenly i'm getting smacked in the back of the head.

"Ow!" I glare at Isaac, rubbing the back of my head as he sends me an unamused look.

"That was the stupidest thing you have ever said. That was extremely hypocritical. why haven't you asked? Hm?" My glare hardens.

"Because i'm scared to lose him! I could lose everything and i'm not willing to risk it." Isaac just gives me a flat look.

"And how do you know that's not the same thing going on in Nick's head hm?" I blink, letting his words sink in. I didn't have a response, just looking at Isaac.

"Think about it." He says, going back to his task. What if Nick did feel that way? What if I wasn't alone in this feeling? I shake my head, going back to the bottles in front of me.

He had only purchased a couple bottles of vodka, a bottle of tequila, and some red wine apparently. I assume the others were bringing drinks as well. I seem to be correct as Isaac walks over with a completely different bag that wasn't one of Nick's.

"Here's more goodies to add." I take the bag and start emptying it. Another bottle of tequila was added as well as another bottle of vodka. However, the rum and gin were new.

"That should be plenty." I sigh, looking at Isaac. He just shrugs.

"Hopefully. We know Darcy always takes a bottle for themselves." That was true. Darcy had no limit ad honestly they probably should.

"Will they be over soon? They need to set up their tent." Isaac asks.

"Tara said they'll be here at like 6. It's like 5;50 so they shouldn't be too long." I say, taking a peek outside. Tao had said something to Nick and he was as bright as a tomato. Tao just shrugs and Nick runs a hand through his hair, glancing over my way. I immediately blush and look away.

"Incoming." Isaac warns, glancing at the back door. Tao and Nick walk in, and Nick immediately looks at me. He looks... different, like he had something on his mind and maybe a new found confidence? I wasn't sure.

"Charlie.." He starts. I take a step forward, my hand brushing the counter top.

"Yea?" I ask, looking at him curiously. The tension was starting to return, making my stomach twist. Nick glances at Tao, getting a thumbs up from him. What was going on? Did this have to do with what I saw outside. Isaac looked equally curious.

"I was wondering, um do you..do you want to uh..do you want to grab your stuff for the tent?" He asks, wincing after. I blink.

"Oh. Um yea I can do that." I say, not understanding why everyone was staring at me. I walk out of the kitchen and down the hall, hearing a smack behind me, followed by an "ow".

"What was that for?" Nick asks as I reach my room.

"You know what." Tao scolds.

I shrug off their weirdness and grab my favorite throw blanket along with my pillow and kitty of course. I wasn't sure what all Nick had in there so I figured I could come back if I needed to. When I walked back towards the back door, Nick was nowhere in sight but Isaac and Tao both looked smug. I ignore them, and head out to the garden. I walk over to Nick's tent, peeking inside. There was an air mattress inside, along with Nick's comforter and pillow. I place my pillow down and place kitty neatly tucked in beside it. I set my throw blanket on top as well on my side because lets face it, I run cold. Just as I was about to leave, my eyes land on Nick's hoodie, just next to the mattress. Maybe I can find a way to get Nick to let me wear it.

It wasn't long before the others had arrived and the party had officially started. Tara and Darcy brought a small fire pit and we all eagerly sat around it, just sharing stories and of course drinks. Music was playing quietly in the background from a speaker Darcy also graciously brought. It was amazing.

"I'm going to go get drink. Do you want anything, darling?" Nick asks me, his eyes barely glazed over. He was tipsy for sure but not drunk. I on the other hand...

"Yes please Nick. Another vodka and punch please." I hum happily. HE just smiles and takes my cup from me.

"Anything you wish." He gets up and walks back into the house, and I shamelessly watch.

"So when did that start?" Tara asks from my other side. I look at her, not understanding.

"When did what start?" I ask. She smiles, glancing at the kitchen window.

"When did he start giving you a pet name?" She asks, motioning towards where she was looking. I glance over, watching as Nick made my drink effortlessly. 

"It's not a pet name. He calls you that too." I shrug.

"No he doesn't." My head whips to look at her.

"What? But he said-" I cut myself off as Tara's smile grows.

"Sounds like that pet name is yours and yours only... and perhaps he was a little nervous to admit that." My face immediately flushes as I look at her. What does this mean?

"For my favorite roommate." Nick says, sitting beside me again.  I take the drink from his hand, looking at him playfully.

"I'm your only roommate." I giggle, causing him to smile.

"Exactly." He teases. I look back over at Tara and she sends me a wink, getting up to go sit by Darcy.

"Okay game time!" Tao shouts. Apparently never have I ever was the chosen game, as Tao walked out of the house with Isaac with several bottles of alcohol. Each of us were given a bottle, before Isaac and Tao sat between me and Tara, giving us a little half circle around the fire pit.

"Me first!" Darcy laughs. I mentally prepare myself because lets face it, Darcy likes to get saucy fast.

"Never have I ever... wanted to kiss someone at this party." They say smirking. I hesitate, watching as both Tara and Darcy drink. I bring the bottle to my lips, taking a swig with a grimace before looking around. No one else? Well fuck. Nick suddenly brings his bottle to his lips but doesn't look at anyone. Right I forgot he liked Tara at one point.

"Hey Tara is taken!" Darcy squawks. Nick looks at his bottle, a small smile on his lips.

"Wasn't for her." My heart flutters and I swear I was going to pass away. He could have meant me right?

"My turn! Never have I ever not been on a date." Tara says, mailing at Isaac. He rolls his eyes but takes a sip. I once again wince before bringing the bottle to my lips. I hatr this game. Nick watched with furrowed brows as I set my bottle down, wiping my mouth.

"Okay, Never have I ever liked one of my friends." Isaac smirks, happily watching as all of us grumble and take a swig.

"I want birthday boy to drink!" Tao says, looking mischievous.

"Never have I ever played on a rugby team." Tao states proudly. I however wince once again. Is there going to be a question where I don't drink? Nick takes a swig with a laugh and I hesitantly bring my lips to my bottle, enjoying the burn of the liquid. I was starting to really feel this alcohol.

"I didn't know you played rugby." Nick says quietly to me. I don't look at him, instead looking at my bottle as my stomach churned.

"It's not something I enjoy bringing up." I respond. Nick's brows pinched and I realize I should not have said that.

"Charlie your turn!" I look up at everyone and wow I was feeling this drink.

"Never have I ever... played nurse." I tease, looking over at Nick. HE smiles, bringing his bottle to his mouth. Tara and Tao followed suit.

"Never have I ever had an adorable patient." Nick says, not looking away from me as he brings his bottle right back to his lips. I didn't even look to see if anyone else drank just stared back at Nick, the alcohol flowing through my system as I blush. Darcy was fast after Nicks confession.

"Never have I ever gotten off to someone at this party!" Darcy practically yells before taking a drink themself. 

"Darcy!" Tara scolds, blushing before taking a drink. My face flushes but for once I don't drink. My eyes widen however as Nick takes a drink, not meeting my eyes.

"Anyways, Isaac hasn't had a drink recently. Never have I ever read hardcore smut." Tao suddenly pipes up. Isaac groans but drinks, and I blush before taking a drink as well.

We ended up having quite a few rounds, which unfortunately all involved me. I had cleared my bottle and had a half empty bottle of vodka in my hand. I was completely wasted at this point.

"I'm surprised he hasn't made himself sick." Isaac says as our game comes to an end. Nick frowns, looking at me. but me? Oh I was floating.

"Nick is a good nurse. So I am okay with being sick." I giggle, looking at him as I sway a little.

"Is that some kind of sexual innuendo?" Tao asks, hiccuping after. I burst into giggles, nearly falling over as Nick quickly caught me. I lean against him as he wraps an arm around me to keep me steady, amusement dancing on his features.

"You're so drunk right now." He chuckles. I just once again burst into giggles, burying my face in his chest.

The night soon started to wonder down, Tara and Darcy sneaking off to bed, with Tao and Isaac soon following. That left me and Nick awake as he led me towards the house. I stumble as we get to the doorway, Nick quickly catching me.

"Careful there. Wouldn't want you getting hurt." He chuckles. I just giggle in response, following him to the kitchen.

"Come on, up you go." He lifts me onto the counter, pointing a finger at me.

"Stay, I need to get you some water." Nick says, before turning away from me to get a cup. My eyes land on the bottle beside me, and I grab it, bringing it to my lips.

"Oh no you don't!" The bottle is ripped from my grasp and thanks to my intoxicated state, I easily fell forward. Nick quickly catches me, our faces awfully close as his eyes shoot to my lips.

"Nick?" His eyes snap back to mine, the man blindly setting the bottle down nearby before helping me back onto the counter. HE goes to move away but I don't let him get away so easily. I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing him to settle between my legs.

"And what are you doing?" He asks, amusement dancing on his features as his hands land on my hips.

"Can I tell you a secret?" I whisper, giggling after. He smiles, his thumbs my hips gently. 

"And what is this secret you insist on telling me darling?" He hums.

"Okay but don't tell anyone okay! You can't tell him!" I giggle, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. He raises a brow at my words but nods.

"I won't tell him, whoever that may be." He confirms.

"Good. Are you ready?"I ask, hiccuping. He nods, his eyes roaming my face.

"What is it char?" He asks softly.

"Don't tell my roommate, but I'm in love with him." I whisper. Nicks face falls as he looks at me.

"W-what? Really?" He asks quietly, his eyes desperately searching mine.

"I'm in love with my roommate. I have been for a while I think. He's so nice and cute and funny." I hum, blinking slowly.

"Holy shit, you really feel the same? You like me back?" He asks.

"I told Isaac not to tell." I hiccup, my eyes slowly closing.

"Hey, hey, hey, stay awake darling. I gotta get you to bed okay?" I just blink, looking at Nick tiredly as he just grabs one of his water bottles for rugby instead. I could feel my stomach churning as he walks back over.

"Nick I don't feel so good." I mumble. He doesn't hesitate, picking me up and taking me to the bathroom. The second he set me down I was scrambling over to the toilet as he held my hair back. 

After throwing up a few times and rinsing out my mouth with Nick's help, he carefully led me to our tent. I was very cold as I entered and my eyes zeroed on his hoodie.

"Can I wear that?" I ask, looking at Nick as he enters. He looks at his hoodie, his face flushing.

"Yea of course." He hands it over to me and I happily slip it on before getting under the blankets. Nick settles in beside me, facing towards me as he smiles.

"Happy birthday Nick." I hum, slowly closing my eyes.

"Goodnight Char."

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My head was pounding as I shift in my sleep. My pillow was way more comfy than usual so I couldn't be bothered to try and wake up. I was warm and oh so comfy so my headache could wait. I felt my pillow shift before stirring but I just nuzzle closer to it. 

"Wha- oh." A deep groggily voice says, sending a shiver down my spine. I was enveloped in warmth again as I felt a curl move from my forehead.

"I could get used to waking up to a view like this." He mumbles. I shift, furrowing my brows as I slowly stir. My eyes barely opened before closing again.

"Are you awake darling?" Nick asks. Mm Nick.. wait Nick? My eyes slowly open once more as I look around tiredly. Right the tent.

"How are you feeling? He asks. I slowly look up at him, blushing when I realize I was in fact halfway on him.

"I feel awful. Remind me to never drink that much again." I whine. He just chuckles and I look at him in confusion.

"What has you so happy at this hour?" I ask, settling down on his chest again.

"Last night was just really great. As you know." He teases, rubbing my back gently. I furrow my brows, my confusion deepening.

"What happened? I don't really remember most of last night." I admit. Nick stiffens, and I sit up, looking at him.

"You don't remember?" He asks, a sad look on his face. I shake my head, my face heating up.

"I-I didn't do anything embarrassing right? The last thing I remember is us starting never have I ever." I admit. Nick looked sad but in a blink his look hardens, and then softens, like he was having an eternal battle.

"Um no you didn't do anything embarrassing." He says finally, smiling small at me.

"You're not mad at me?" I ask before I can stop myself.

"No, no of course not. I could never be mad at you." I sigh in relief. Nick hesitates before smiling softly at me.

"Char?" I scoot closer to him, giving him my full attention. 

"Yea?" I ask.

"I just- I wanted you to know that you look really cute in my hoodie." He says softly. My face immediately heats up.

"R-really?" I squeak. He nods, his eyes roaming my face.

"Oi are you two awake yet?" I jump, looking at the door to our tent.

"Yes we are awake Tao." Nick sighs, looking slightly frustrated for disrupting our moment. Was it a moment?

"Um I guess we should see what he wants, huh?" I chuckle awkwardly.  Nick reluctantly nods, waiting for me to get up before he follows me out.

"Ah yes, my favorite people." Tao exclaims happily as we all up to him and Isaac. The second we stop in front of them, Nick wraps his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder. Isaac and Tao share a look as I blush but accept his warmth.

"Uh so clean up?" Tao asks as Isaac raises his brows at me.

"Yea we could use some help. Where's Tara and Darcy?" Nick asks from my shoulder.

"The bathroom. I'm sure you can assume why." Isaac sighs. Darcy always ends up glued to the toilet the morning after.

"Mm okay. Why don't you two head inside and Charlie and I will meet you in there?" Nick asks as I rest my hands over his.

"Don't be long." Tao teases with a wink before turning to head inside." The second they walk in, I turn to look at Nick the best I can.

"What are you doing?" I ask. He just smiles, struggling. 

"Recharging." He mumbles, nuzzling into my neck. His hair brushes my cheek, causing a giggle to escape my lips.

"That tickles." I giggle.

"My bad." He kisses my cheek before letting go of me.

"Okay lets go help." My face was completely flushed as I watched him walk towards the house. Okay I was definitely missing something. Nick has never done that before.

"You coming?" I look up at Nick who was in the doorway. Something definitely happened last night and I have absolutely no memory of it.