#chnicky

Prompt: milkshakes

12. Marcia & 28. Nicky Doll

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Marcia always appreciated her university’s foreign exchange program, even though she hadn’t had a chance to directly participate. At least, that was the case until an exchange student from France moved in across the hall. 

Initially, they would just share casual conversation in passing, but it developed to seeking each other out to talk, to ask and learn about each other’s cultures. The student, Nicky, in particular had taken an interest in the classic Americana aesthetic and went as far as bringing it up to Marcia in one of their chats.

Her eyes lit up. “Oh! I know just the place,” she beamed, taking Nicky’s hand. “Come with me, you’re gonna love it.”

Nicky decided not to question her, smiling in anticipation as she followed her lead.

Marcia led her down a few city blocks before stopping at a fifties themed diner. She guided her inside and into one of the booths. “This is what you were talking about, right?”

“Yes!” She nodded enthusiastically. “It’s like Grease!”

She giggled, happy to not be the only one making musical theater references. “Yeah, exactly.” When the waitress arrived, Marcia took the lead and ordered a few diner staples, figuring something Nicky would like would be in the mix. 

The first thing the waitress brought to the table was a large milkshake, placing it in the center of the table and setting two long straws beside it. While Marcia unwrapped the straws and put them in the glass, Nicky watched in awe, remarking, “god, you could bathe in that.”

“There are individual ones, I just thought this would be more fun,” Marcia admitted, leaning forward to take a sip and gesturing for her to do the same.

“It’s delicious,” she replied after tasting it. “Though it feels more like a date, doing it this way.” She tilted her head, a slight smirk tugging at her lips. “Was that part of your plan? It’s very cute, though you could have just asked.”

Her face turned bright red at the accusation. “O-Oh I didn’t… I mean not that I wouldn’t… Um, I mean…” She took a deep breath as she tried to find her words. “I hadn’t thought this out at all, but if you’re interested, I’m certainly not going to argue.”

Rosé woke to Nicky watching her from the chair. They’d shared a bed in their hotel room as there was a mix-up with their reservation, resulting in one king bed instead of two queens. Rosé had warned her, she was totally a sleep cuddler.

She vaguely wondered if she’d been too cuddly and that’s why Nicky was watching her from the armchair. “Sorry, did I keep you up?” she asked, voice still sleep-rough.

Nicky put a finger to her lips. “Shh. Don’t talk. I didn’t know you could do that.”

Rosé looked at her confused. “Do what?”

“Look so adorable when you sleep.”

Rosé chuckled. “Told you once you slept with me you wouldn’t go back.”

“Shh. Don’t ruin it. But do you want to...?”

Rosé glanced at the clock. It was early enough. She nodded, obeying Nicky’s command not to talk.

Nicky went to her suitcase and got some silk ropes and an enormous strap. Rosé spied a pink ballgag and pointed to it. Nicky smirked.

“Oh you want that too, baby?” Nicky picked it up and put it on Rosé. Then she stripped Rosé naked, put a pillow under her hips, and began to tie her spreadeagled to the bed. When she was done, Rosé tested her bonds and found them comfortably secure.

Nicky smirked and snapped a pic. “Proof that I got the pink princess just where I want her.”

Rosé moaned around her ballgag, eager for Nicky to stop teasing. But Nicky was just getting started. She ran her nails over Rosé’s thighs. “Can’t wait to tease you until you can’t take it anymore,” she purred as she put on her enormous strap. “Too bad you can’t escape or beg. We’ll be going at my pace, cherie.”

Jaida remembers being new to New York City. Not fondly, but she remembers it nonetheless. So, when she found out the woman she was renting out her spare room to was fresh off the plane from France, she suspected she’d have to go into full tour guide mode.

They had made it down to the subway station. She couldn’t convince Nicky to hop the turnstile because “these are louboutins, Jaida,” but they got there nonetheless.

“Why is that rat the size of a toddler?” Nicky asked, hiding behind Jaida as she watched the rodent scurry along the tracks.

“‘Cause he’s eating better than we are, quantity wise anyway.” She couldn’t help but shake her head in fond amusement at her roommate’s reaction. “These guys ain’t gonna hurt you. You mind your business and they mind theirs. It’s the ecosystem.”

“I don’t believe you’ve ever taken an earth science course.”

Jaida shrugged. “They don’t teach this in school. Unless you take an urban studies course, I guess,” she told her as they got onto the subway.

There wasn’t a single surface that Nicky felt comfortable touching, so when the train jerked them forward, she held onto Jaida for dear life. It wasn’t until they came to their stop that she realized she latched onto her like a koala. “Don’t say it.”

i had no plan or direction and was powered solely by my love for this ship (and also jan and rosé are still besties in any au bcs i will not let that go)

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“Huh,” Jan remarked, swirling her drink in hand as she looked across the bar, “I’ve only ever seen drunk frat boys try to play darts, and at least half of them caused or suffered grievous bodily harm.”

Rosé cocked her head to the side to watch on in mild amusement. “She’s good, too,” she observed.

“And hot.”

She arched her brow and looked back at her friend, “what happened to stepping out of the dating world and focusing on yourself?”

Jan huffed and rolled her eyes. “That doesn’t mean I can’t look.” Her gaze drifted back to the blonde, who had finished her round of darts and now appeared to be coldly rejecting various men offering to buy her drinks. “Ooh, she seems kinda mean, you know that’s my type.”

“You’re hopeless,” Rosé shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose, then looked back up. “Oh look, she’s coming over here. How serendipitous.”

“Hi,” the woman greeted and sat at their table, “I’m Nicky. Act like we’re friends so those idiots stop bothering me.”

“You got it. But be careful, if you like girls, this one,” Rosé pointed to Jan, “will try to be more than friends real quick.”

Nicky smirked, turning her attention to the woman shooting daggers across the table. “Is that so? And what is your name, cherie?”

When Jan finally stopped glaring at Rosé to meet Nicky’s eyes, she immediately melted under her sultry, half-lidded gaze. It took a moment for her question to register before she managed to reply, “Jan, and please ignore my friend. Unless you’re into it, in which case my apartment is like, two blocks over.”

“Aren’t you cute?” She cooed as she looked her over, then added, “I’d hate to steal you from your friend, though.”

idk if this was meant as a hc or mini drabble but im going w the latter so sorry if im wrong lol

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“You know she’s going to want all of them, right?” Jackie warned as they walked into the shelter. “Like, this is going to be a whole thing.”

“She can make it into as much of a thing as she wants. The apartment still has a one pet policy and I am not about to lose our security deposit,” Nicky retorted. Despite the sternness in her tone, she couldn’t help but smile fondly as she watched Jan patter around the shelter, cooing at all of the dogs.

Jan toddled back to her girlfriends after a couple minutes. “Why aren’t you guys looking around? Aren’t these babies so cute?”

Jackie chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to her temple. “We will, but you’re the one that’s been begging for a dog, so at the end of the day it’ll be the one that you want.” After a moment, she made sure to add, “emphasis on one.”

She huffed and waved her off. “Yeah, yeah you gave me the whole spiel already.” And with that, she was off, going from one dog to the next and cooing at each of them.

“We’re going to be here until closing,” Nicky muttered.

Luckily for her and Jackie, it’d only taken Jan about fifteen minutes before she’d decided on a dog. “Listen, I know we said just the one but she’s clearly friends with–”

“No,” they answered in unison.

Despite her pouting and huffing, Jan acquiesced and focused on the one dog that drew her in the most. She sat and played with her while Jackie filled out the paperwork, as happy as can be.

“I suppose it’s worth it,” Nicky mused, “seeing her like that.”

Jackie chuckled as she finished up the forms. “We’ll see if you still feel that way when it’s your turn to clean up after it on walks.”

yeah you'll never guess where i got the idea for that one from...

65. "Look over there!"

“Fuck,” Jaida cursed under her breath and slid her phone back into her pocket. “Who the fuck decides to go hiking for their birthday? That cabin better be like the goddamn Radisson.” She sighed and looked up at the sky, then over at Nicky. “What did Jackie say to do if we got lost?”

Nicky furrowed her brows as she thought, glad that at least they had one reasonable friend that knew they would end up needing their asses saved. “She said… qu'est-ce qu'elle a dit bordel?” After a beat, her eyes lit up. “Water! She said to follow the water, since the cabin is on a lake.” 

“One day, I’m gonna learn French without telling you, just to see if you’re talking shit about me,” she joked to distract from the frustration they both felt. Out of the group, she knew deep down that if any of them were to get lost, it would be them, and she was sure once their friends knew they were safe, they would never hear the end of it. 

“None of this would’ve happened if we just went to Cancun like I suggested,” Nicky muttered, shaking her head as they kept walking along the only cleared path they had been able to find. 

They continued walking for about ten minutes or so before Jaida suddenly perked up. “Look over there!” She took Nicky by the hand and pulled her a couple yards over until they reached a small river. “We were even going in the right direction, look at us.”

She snorted, “you say that as if it were intentional.” Linking arms with her girlfriend, the pair continued to walk alongside the water. It took nearly another half hour of this, especially with both of them getting tired. 

Finally, they saw a large, well-lit cabin and they were filled with a new surge of energy. They let go of each other and ran to the cabin, swinging the door open and catching their breath once inside. 

“Oh, thank god!” Jackie immediately ran over and hugged her friends. “We were so worried, I was about to call for help. Are you guys okay?” 

“Yeah, thank god we listened to you for once,” Nicky laughed as she sat down on the couch. “Next time we should be allowed veto power for anyone’s birthday plans,” she said, looking pointedly at Heidi, whose idea it was. 

“Did you or did you not get here alive?” Heidi defended.

lmao yeah you got it <3

Honey - Halsey

She was sweet like honey And all I can taste is the blood in my mouth And the bitterness in goodbye Drippin' like honey Down the back of my throat and on the front of my mind And well, she's impatient and I'm complacent With just a little taste of wastin' time

“You know what I’m gonna tell you, right?” Jan prompted as she walked Jackie home from Nicky’s apartment – Nicky never outright said it, but Jackie knew it was best for her to be gone before she woke up, and she wasn’t one to question it. 

“That this relationship is toxic and the amazing sex doesn’t justify the heartache I put myself through?” Jackie retorted with a tired annoyance tinging her voice. She wasn’t frustrated with Jan – though she wasn’t fond of the ‘I told you so’ talks during her walk of shame, but she was frustrated with herself. She had always considered herself too smart to let herself fall into this situation, and she usually didn’t go for girls like Nicky. 

Nicky was a wild, uninhibited party girl. She was dancing on a table on the night Jackie met her. But instead of deterring Jackie, it drew her in, it was intoxicating. Then the hookups became more regular and the line between fuck-buddies and girlfriends became more and more blurry.

“You need to understand, I don’t do relationships,” Nicky had warned her once they had started hooking up regularly. “I like you, you’re fun. Just remember where things stand.”

And Jackie did her best to adhere to that. It was easy in the heated, passionate moments. She could lose herself in how good Nicky felt, how sweet she tasted. It was the aftermath that stung bitterly, the cold ‘goodbye’s on the mornings she wasn’t out before her lover awoke. 

“It’s not going to stop you though, is it?” Jan asked, jolting Jackie off of her train of thought.

“Probably not,” she conceded, glancing at her phone and seeing a text from Nicky. “See? Look, she invited me out to dinner tonight.” 

“You think she’s gonna take you on an actual date?”

“I’m not moving,” Jaida said before yanking her hand away the second iodine touched the cut on it.

Nicky let out a frustrated grunt, this time firmly holding Jaida’s arm in place with one hand and tending to the wound with the other. “There,” she muttered as she finished patching it up, “all fixed, no thanks to you.”

“Did I or did I not tell yo ass not to put me in the damn kitchen?” she countered with a huff.

“You weren’t even cooking!” she countered. “I asked you to set up the crudités!”

Jaida waved her bandaged hand around, “and that involves knives which are my kryptonite!”

Nicky exhaled deeply, willing herself to maintain her composure. “At least we do not have to go to the hospital. I’d hate to tell our friends that we had to cancel our dinner party because your finger is sitting in the ice bucket for the champagne.”

“Way to have your priorities in order,” she laughed and shook her head. “Next time you show me, it’ll be like Ghost… except you’re not dead.”