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" i know your not a cheater, i dont wanna read your messages! " he said kind of harshly. Kyle was mad, he was mad at himself for reacting like he had, like he was reacting right now, he was mad at himself to feeling the way he did about this all. Kyle was mad that he couldnt just regulate himself, put it behind them and move on. It felt as if this relationship was slipping away like all the past once, it felt as if Kyle needed to make it stop before anything bad happened. At the same time, that was the last thing he wanted. Kyle loved Nate more than he had ever loved anyone. He was so lost right now, lost and confused.

“we’re a bunch of crackheads, and we just save each other like that—random names and that’s it,” he insisted. there was nothing going on between him and arden; they were both gay, and even if they weren’t, they were both already in solid relationships or situationships. he would never dare hurt kyle, not when he was the man of his dreams. he knew he didn’t need to tell him everything, but he wanted kyle to see that he had nothing to hide. he’d never want to hurt him, and if reading his messages was enough to make him believe that, he was fine with it. but when he tried to show him the messages and kyle reacted so harshly, nate’s eyebrows furrowed. “okay,” he said as he moved away. “i’ll give you space,” he muttered. he didn’t know what was going on inside kyle’s head, but he knew he was confused, and he wasn’t going to stay there if he was going to be spoken to in that tone—not when all he wanted was to help. “i’ll be in the kitchen.”

nate’s relationship with his bandmates was effortless, close, and full of teasing — nicknames, pranks, and endless jokes made them feel like one big, messy family. “yes, you’re mad at me,” he nodded, taking a cautious step closer to kyle. “i’m sorry, i should’ve told you about it, but honestly, i didn’t even think it was that important, so i forgot,” he promised. he handed his phone to kyle, screen open. “you can check all the chats you want, i’m not a cheater, kyle.”

nate managed to catch his phone as kyle tossed it at him, brows furrowed, his heart sinking as he realized what had sparked the sudden coldness in the room. “hottie is arden,” he said, voice quieter than he meant, eyes on his boyfriend now half-ignoring him on the couch, the flicker of the TV doing nothing to soften the tension. “we save each other with dumb names—i'm sure he still has flynn saved as ‘husband’ even though she’s dating a woman now.” he tried to joke, the corner of his mouth twitching in a weak attempt at humor, hoping it would be enough to pull kyle’s gaze back to him. “but yeah,” he added, softer, “that’s arden. we were talking about throwing a party for flynn—he got a boyfriend, and the baby’s growing.” he stepped a little closer, voice gentler now. “don’t be mad, okay?”

" Nate, your phone keeps going off" he said coldly as he handed it too Nate. Kyle then took off his jacket and threw it on the back of the couch in stead of hanging it up like he always did. Hiding his emotions was something kyle usually was good at, but right now his eyes were watery from hurt and he anger was written all over his face.

everyone knew nate liked to prank people, he loved teasing and playfully flirting with everyone—his best friend, his girlfriend, anyone in the band. that had always been the case. but there was never anything behind it, his heart belonged to kyle, even if he joked around with others. he had been texting arden—who he had saved on his phone as hottie—about a surprise meeting for flynn to celebrate him having a boyfriend, but he completely forgot about his phone until kyle pointed out it was going off. nate had been focused on cooking instead. he noticed how the blonde tossed his jacket onto the couch, his brows furrowing as he dried his hands and walked closer to his boyfriend. "what's wrong?"

nate shook his head, a playful smile lighting up his face. he wasn’t used to the idea of big, extravagant christmas decorations. back home, it was always just a tree and a few garlands here and there. the thought of experiencing a "perfect" christmas with kyle was exciting—it felt like a new adventure waiting to unfold. "we should set a budget," he suggested, chuckling at the idea of going overboard. "and, you know, figure out where we’re gonna store everything before we end up buying out the whole store." he leaned casually against the counter, nodding at kyle’s confidence in hiring cleaners. "oh, no, i trust whoever you decide to call. i've never had anyone else clean my place, though, so i have no idea what that even feels like," he admitted, grinning. "but hey, if you ever cross a line, i’ll let you know. this works because we trust each other, doesn’t it?" his smile softened at the thought. nate then glanced at the air fryer, narrowing his eyes. "that machine hates me," he said with mock offense, crossing his arms. "it only works when you touch it. like, what’s that about?" his tone turned playful as he added, "not that i’m mad or anything—unless it starts doing laundry for you, too" he laughed at his own joke, especially when kyle teased him back. "oh, you’ve seen me get ‘creative’ before," he replied, his voice dropping flirtatiously. "though, not in the kitchen… yet. who knows? maybe i’ll feel risky one of these days." he winked with a laugh, shaking his head as he moved to check the counter. "i was melting chocolate and marshmallows so we could dip cookies in it," nate explained, gesturing toward the now-working air fryer with a proud shrug. "simple but fun" as the machine beeped, signaling it was done, nate clapped his hands excitedly. "get the cookies! this is gonna be amazing." his grin widened, and for a moment, his excitement made him look like a kid on christmas morning.

nate hadn't grown up in luxury like kyle had. in that way, they were different—but he didn’t care. nate loved kyle for who he was, not for the wealth he came from. "that's a long list," nate chuckled, his smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "we should write all the ideas down; otherwise, we'll forget half of them" he shrugged playfully. "i mean, i don’t like cleaning, so i’m not gonna complain about someone else doing it for me. still, it’s kind of wild to me," he admitted, laughing softly. "but, yeah, call them. don’t worry about asking me; i'm not about to start deep-cleaning anything." nate shook his head with a grin. "i’m really excited too," he added. "we should invite the band and your friends over one night. movie night? game night? something chill." his face lit up as the idea came together. then, as kyle turned his attention to the air fryer, nate pouted dramatically like a child who wasn’t getting his way. "it is pissing me off," he said in a high-pitched, mock-wounded voice before bursting into laughter. "but i’d rather be on my knees for other things—not for begging." he shot kyle a flirty wink, his grin widening as he leaned back against the counter. as kyle fiddled with the buttons, nate watched with amusement, then relief, when the machine finally started working. "thank you," he said, his voice warm as he leaned in to kiss his boyfriend. "seriously, what would i do without you?" he teased, his hand brushing lightly against kyle’s as he smiled up at him.

" Nate?" Kyle said coming in to the kitchen. " I know its not Christmas yet, but we are half way through November and its only like 5 and a half weeks till Christmas. So i was thinking.... maybe we can start prepping? i got a cleaning crew coming to clean, but i wanna take care of the decorating, with you. I want this to be the Best Christmas ever. Christmas with you, out own little family" Kyle said all dreamy.

christmas was nate's absolute favorite time of year—well, tied with halloween. he loved everything about it: the decorations, the cozy vibe, and now, the fact that he had a boyfriend to share it all with. it still felt surreal sometimes, living together, being this happy. his job was great, he got to hang out with his friends and his adorable little niece, and on top of that, he got to come home to the person he loved most in the world. at the moment, though, the air fryer was his mortal enemy. nate stood in the kitchen, glaring at the fancy contraption as it beeped again, completely refusing to cooperate. he was trying to melt marshmallows and chocolate for dipping cookies, but the machine seemed determined to thwart his plans. he heard his name and turned around, flipping the air fryer off dramatically as he faced his boyfriend. “yes?” he asked, mock exasperation in his tone. his expression softened immediately, though, as he took in the sight of him. "we can totally start prepping," nate mused, his frustration already forgotten. "let's decide what we want to put up first." he grinned. "i’m still shocked you have the money to hire a cleaning crew. talk about fancy," he teased, motioning for his boyfriend to come closer. "this is going to be the best christmas," he said confidently, tugging him closer by the hem of his jeans. "but before i ruin it by chucking this moment by throwing this stupid machine out the window, can you help me figure it out? i’m begging you here.” he tilted his head, flashing a sheepish smile.

nate looked at kyle, admiring the way he gave himself those last finishing touches. he loved how fancy kyle looked compared to him, and it made him feel a little giddy inside. "i'm driving," he nodded firmly, a smile spreading across his face. he was grateful that kyle let him take the wheel of those fancy cars he adored; it wasn't about the money for him, it was about the thrill of being with kyle. "i knew you wouldn't be so dirty-minded," nate teased, raising an eyebrow as kyle flashed a mischievous grin. "oh, there you go, you're as naughty as i imagined!" he laughed, sticking his tongue out at his boyfriend in a playful manner. "i don’t know, not the best chat to start before going to the groceries," nate continued with a chuckle, shaking his head. "let's go!" he said, swinging open the door and stepping outside with a playful smirk on his lips.

as kyle accepted his plan, the male nodded, picking up his car keys and slipping them into his jeans pocket. when he heard the blonde's words, a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. turning to face him, there was a playful glint in his eyes. "you want strawberries with whipped cream, or were you thinking about something else?" he teased, his tone light but suggestive. "that definitely wasn’t on my list," he added with a chuckle, clearly enjoying the banter.

kyle was nate first official relationship. along with casey, they had went through a phase of going out with a lot of people. they liked going to parties, they wanted to have fun ... casey and nate sure did before meeting casey and kyle. now, his boyfriend was all he could think about at all times. it was cute how the other tried to stop thinking about him, so they could go about with their day. "okay, that's cute, mmh what about we go to the groceries, and when we have everything ... we go back to bed and i get you all hot and bothered for me, huh?" he teased.

it wasn't a surprise to no one that nate loved kyle. he had felt that way for years and not a single day passed that he didn't fall for the blonde even more. he was trying to play it cool, knowing that it would only taking him a glace to want to take his clothes of and forget about going to the groceries. as he made his way to the door he heard kyle listing kind of gross things, he furrowed his eyebrows and looked at his boyfriend. "are you trying to stop thinking about me?" he chuckled, shaking his head. "i think i should start listing things because, you're going to make me forget about the groceries" he laughed.

nate raised his eyebrows at his boyfriend. "yes, babe, whatever you want," he laughed, rolling his eyes playfully at kyle. "you wanna test it? i'm down," he smiled, pulling on a shirt and turning to look at the blonde. "of course i wear underwear because of you," he chuckled, his hands resting on the other's shoulders. "i have one, but not talking about the fruit," he joked, pecking kyle's lips. "i'm going to the kitchen. i'll see you there. get dressed, hottie."

"you only win 'cause i let you," he smirked, "you'd be bored if i actually tried." nate started getting dressed as he overheard kyle boasting about how good-looking he was. "hey, you're the cheeky one, that's why i wear underwear," he teased, sauntering over to her boyfriend and planting a playful kiss on the back of his neck. "i'll grab us something to eat."

nate shook his head. kyle was right, he was gonna always let him win, just to keep him happy. he was pretty sure his boyfriend was a bit of a sore loser. as he noticed kyle biting his lower lip, he knew he wouldn't be able to tease him about it. "well, don't wear them, i will. you tend to be pretty handsy, and this way i won't have a more visible problem down there," he teased, putting his pants on and buckling his belt.

nate could do that, he could hold all the bags kyle handed him. he had no problem with that. "one day you won't," he pointed out teasingly. "one day it's going to be Nate's day," the male teased, sticking his tongue out at his boyfriend. "I will make sure you remember," Nate teased, his hand moving to cup his cheeks as he kissed him. "Well, Mr. Beckett, I need these if we're going out," he playfully pointed out. "Now, put some on. We need to get dressed."

"i look good carrying bags?" he asked outloud, a smirk tugging the corners of his lips. "you win" he chuckled. "why? because, even if i love being naked with you we can't spend my free day just being lazy, we have make the most of it" nate explained. "no kiss? you're really rude, boyfriend" he mused, getting up from bed at putting her boxers on. "remember your words" he playfully threatened him.

we love shopping. his words made nate raise an eyebrow at his boyfriend. "you like shop and handing me the bags as if i was your personal shopper" nate pointed out, in fact he loved that. "nope, i promised myself i wouldn't be lazy today," he mused. "one kiss and we're leaving," he chuckled, adding that lazy mornings aren't ideal if they want to avoid crowds at the store.