#n fic

“I can feel your blood pressure riseeee, FUCK this tennnnsion” Nick sang along loudly as the two of you were on the way to your destination. You were only a few hours away from the condo you booked to celebrate your second anniversary.

“God, I fucking love this song. Can I play it again?” Nick looks over at you, playfully biting his bottom lip.

“Babe, we’ve already listened to it 5 times” you say chuckling, stealing a glance at him, but trying to keep your eyes on the road ahead.

“This is the last time I swear,” he says as he picks up his phone, and before you could even rebuttal, he starts the song over, looking at you, grinning from ear to ear. You shake your head laughing, deciding if you couldn’t beat him you might as well join him. The two of you vibing and singing along to ‘Detention,’ just enjoying the ride to your romantic getaway.

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“Y/n how much further? I feel like we’ve been driving for fucking ever,” Nick sighs turning down the music now as he looks over at you, his eyes darting between your face and the gps.

“We? I’m the only one driving here, babe” you tease and Nick rolls his eyes.

“Shut up! You know exactly what I meant,” he slaps your arm playfully, causing you to fake being hurt.

“We’re only two hours away baby, just relax,” you assure him. Nick groans, crossing his arms over his chest as he looks out his window, taking in the scenery. The road you were currently on was pretty desolate at this point, just a bunch of land and dirt roads. You gently place your hand on to Nick’s knee, causing him to look at you.

“You okay?” you ask, your brows furrowed with concern.

“Yeah, I’m just ready to get to this house and start our mini vacation,” Nick says as he smiles, grabbing your hand and kissing it softly, the butterflies in your stomach erupting.

As you continue down the road a good while, you notice your boyfriend getting antsy, having listened to your shared playlist twice already, the brunette was beginning to get bored. You glance over at him, he sat with his legs apart, his arm against the door and his head in hand, staring at the road in front of you. You smile to yourself, finding his childish behavior adorable. Taking your right hand off the wheel, you place it on Nick’s thigh, the loving gesture being nothing new to him so he doesn’t budge.

You slide your hand up a little higher, squeezing his thigh lightly, at this he looks down at your hand before his eyes dart up to your face. You share a quick look, before you turn your head back to focus on the road. You can see the smirk forming on the brunette’s face from your peripheral, your cheeks beginning to heat up as you get an idea.

You squeeze his thigh again, this time a little harder causing him to gasp. “Y/n what are you doing?” he says looking over at you, surprised.

You shrug, “I’m not doing anything, my love” you utter, giving him a quick glance.

Nick stares at you glaringly, his eyes narrowing as he studies the side of your face before looking back ahead of him once more. Your hand that’s still cupping his thigh moves dangerously close to his groin and Nick’s breath hitches.

“Babe, I swear if you keep doing that-“

“Then what? hm?” you cut him off as you look over towards the brunette, your brow raised as you question him. You begin to guide your hand over his clothed cock, palming him slowly. Nick moans softly, his cock already hardening from your touch. Still focusing on the road, you continue to palm him, and your boyfriend groans, biting on his lip, his hips bucking into your hand.

The sound of Nick sighs and moans only spur you on more as you dip your hand inside of his boxers, wrapping your fingers around his cock, your thumb circling the tip. Nick began to pant as you stroke him slowly, his mouth open and his eyes rolling back. You smirk as you quicken your pace only to slow down again, teasing him.

“Fuck, y/n I- please,” he says between gasps.

“Please what? Talk to me, tell me what you want, pretty,” you encourage as you continue to work his length, squeezing his tip lightly driving him insane. “I-I want you to fuck me, p-please.”

“Hm, I guess we can take a little detour.”

—

You pull over to the side of the road, there hadn’t been any other cars for miles, so you figured this would be okay. The two of you waste no time, hastily climbing out of your respective doors and flinging yourselves in the backseat. Nick practically jumps onto your lap, his soft lips connecting with yours hungrily.

You smile in between the kiss before pulling away, “Eager aren’t, we?” you chuckle making the brunette blush.

“Shhh,” he shushes before connecting your lips once again, the kiss more passionate than before.

He gasps as you lift him off of you by his waist, laying him down on to the seat gently, hovering over him. Pulling away from the kiss, you lift his shirt up and off of him, your lips trailing down his neck, sucking and nipping at his delicate skin, leaving a mark that he will no doubt complain about later. Nick moans, bucking his hips up against you, trying to gain any type of friction. You grab his hips quickly and hold them, smirking down at your needy boyfriend.

“Why so desperate, baby? Don’t I always give you what you want?” you question, smirking as you pull his gray sweats down and he only whines. You lean your head down, your mouth hovering over his clothed length as you look up at him, your eyes meeting his and they’re full of lust.

“Answer me,” you demand, your warm breath against his cock making it twitch.

“Y-yes, you’re so good to me,” he responds breathlessly, the anticipation unbearable.

You play with the waistband of his boxers, biting your lip as you pull them down and his cock slaps against his stomach. You let out a low moan, your mouth almost watering at the sight. Your eyes take in the brunette below you, not believing that someone so perfect could be yours.

“You’re so handsome, baby,” you praise him before licking a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, earning a sigh from your boyfriend.

Deciding that maybe you’ve teased him enough for one day, you take his length into your hand before placing your mouth on him. Nick moans loudly, his head falling back as you take more of him in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down.

“Ohh fuck,” his hands find their way to your hair pulling roughly, the sounds of his moans going straight to your already hard and leaking cock. You take him deeper into your mouth, and down your throat, your name falling from his lips over and over.

“Shit y/n, mm so good, love your mouth so much, baby” he pants heavily as his length hits the back of your throat making you gag.

After a few minutes you pull him out of your mouth with a pop. You sit up and place two of your fingers against his lips.

“Suck,” you demand and he opens his mouth, his lips wrapping around your digits, licking and sucking on them as he looks you in the eyes, the intense stare making your cock twitch.

Pulling your now soaking fingers from his mouth, you reach down and put them against his hole, circling first before inserting them carefully. Nick gasps as you guide your fingers inside before slowly pumping in and out of him. You continue to work him open, spreading your fingers apart, and scissoring them. You lean your head down, replacing your fingers with your mouth, licking and sucking around his hole. Your boyfriend moans at the sudden switch as you begin to eat him out, your tongue dipping in and out of him.

“Oh my godd, yes yes yes,” his hands fly to your hair once you add your fingers again, as he rolls his hips against your hand.

You move your fingers in and out, curling them and brushing against that sweet spot inside of him. The brunette is a moaning mess, his body shuddering from the pleasure.

“I- Baby. Please fuck me,” he pathetically begs and after and few more pumps you pull away. Sitting up, you pull your sweats down along with your boxers, taking your cock in your hand, stroking it slowly before lining yourself up with his hole.

“You ready, baby?” you ask. He nods eagerly, biting hard on his lip as you push inside of him, a gasp escaping both of your lips. You start to thrust into him at a steady pace, the lewd sounds of your shared moans and skin slapping against skin only encourage you.

“God, you feel fucking amazing,” you moan softly, loving the way your bodies mold together, and you were sure that he was made only for you.

Leaning down you place wet kisses across Nick's chest, your tongue swirling around each nipple. He pulls on your hair, earning a low groan from you as his back arches at the feeling.

“Mm fuck yes, making me feel so good,” he praises as you continue to fuck him senseless.

He grabs you by your face and pulls you in, connecting your lips, your mouths moving together in a heated kiss, and you moan into his mouth, biting down on his lip before you pull away. Looking down into his eyes, you slide your hand up his body, your fingers finding it’s way to his throat, squeezing as you pick up your pace, fucking him harder.

You watch as your boyfriend’s eyes roll back in pleasure, “You love getting fucked like this, don’t you? Like the slut you are. My pretty little slut, all mine,” you tease and he only moans in response.

“M’so close,” he whimpers, his body starting to shake.

“Yeah? Gonna be a good boy and make a mess for me?” you say as you remove your hand from his throat and reach down to his length, still looking him in the eyes. You begin to stroke his cock, squeezing every time you reach the tip.

“Oh, ohh fuck i’m cumming,” he moans out as he comes over himself, taking in how beautiful he looks as he comes undone under you. You continue to stroke him as you're still slamming your hips into him.

“Y/n please, no. T-too much, s-so sensitive,” he whimpers, his body trembling from being overstimulated.

“I know, I know but you can take it, pretty boy, I know you can,” you encourage as you start chasing your own high.

Trailing your hands to his hips holding him in place as you begin pounding into him, his back arching as he nears his second orgasm of the day.

“Ohh right there right there please don’t stop,” he moans as you continue hitting his prostate.

“Shit baby,” you groan, feeling that knot in your stomach finally starting to come undone. After a few more thrusts, you come inside him as he comes on his stomach once again, panting heavily as you both come down from your high. You slowly pull out and lean down, licking up his cum before connecting your lips in a passionate kiss.

—

Once you both cleaned up and got dressed, you hop out of the car and back into the driver's seat, only to realize that Nick hasn’t moved.

“Babe, what are you doing? C’mon or we’re gonna be late for our check in,” you chuckle at your boyfriend’s silly antics.

“What if someone sees me? Oh my god, I can not do the walk of shame back to the front seat,” he says, his eyes widening as he covers his mouth with his hand.

“Well I’m not driving ‘Miss Daisy’ so you better figure something out,” you laugh as you look at him through the rear view. Nick sits for a moment, checking his surroundings and thinking about his next move before climbing over the armrest and into his seat, sighing contently once he succeeds.

“Oh you’re so dramatic,” you chuckle as you shake your head, putting on your seatbelt. Nick does the same, rolling his eyes at your statement.

“Considering the fact that it’s been 2 years now, I can only assume that you love it,” he says looking over at you, smirking.

“I do, and I love you,” you reply sweetly, your eyes locking with his.

Nick leans over and pecks your lips softly, “I love you too. so. so. much,” he says between kisses.

You pull away smiling at him, “I love you more,” you whisper, brushing your nose against his and he blushes.

“No you don’t,” he scoffs before grinning.

“You’re right, I don’t,” you tease before starting the car up again.

Nick gasps in shock, slapping your arm playfully, “ASSHOLE!”

“Ow I’m kidding, I'm kidding,” you laugh as you put the car in drive, pulling back onto the road.

“Yeah yeah,” his eyes narrowing at you, his lips later curling into a sweet smile as he picks his phone up again, starting your shared playlist over for the third time. ‘Agora Hills’ playing from the speakers as he reaches for the volume, turning it up.

“Oh my god, babe, I loveeee this song!” he yelps excitedly, and you sigh deeply, shaking your head at the boy you couldn’t help but love.

“Oh, here we go.”

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✎ signed,

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 ✩

a/n: hiii again, so i tried to make this cute and sweet as well as smutty because it’s what my man deserves. i’m so sorry if this is awful, i really just wanted to see if i could actually write a real fic. also i didn’t know how to format this? so if it’s hard to read or follow, i could color code the dialogue if you think it’ll be helpful. a special shoutout to the gc for helping me out, my bitches always have my back, and i love them so much, thank you baes. if you did happen to enjoy this and want more, then my condolences to you because this stressed me the fuck out and i will probably never do this again 😭

You sighed in relief, feeling N going inside of you finally. He had been a gentleman, he really did, but to the point of making sure you were prepared for anything when all you wanted to do was feel him inside of you.

"You feel wonderful, love." He said, brushing some strange of hair our of his face so he could see you clearly, "I can't take my eyes off you." He admitted and you chuckles, bending over to kiss him.

"Likewise." You shifted in his lap, "Now may I ride you or do you want me to warm you up first?" You asked, batting your eyelashes at him. He gave a nervous chuckle, not being used to any amount of dirty talk.

   It was a small routine; simple, graceful and elegant. He had practiced for many months just to master the step sequence - the jumps had taken even longer. It was a strain on his body but one he welcomed. The pains and aches left behind an odd satisfaction. Skating offered him solitude and gave him pride.

   In no way was he a professional skater and yet here he was, whenever time would allow, perfecting this small, personal routine. Blood, sweat, and tears had built the foundation for it while determination and adoration had built the walls. The roof was his body and soul, both of which had been dedicated to making this small routine special and meaningful.

   "Hakyeon," you called, your voice floating through the chilled air as you waved him over.

   "I didn't know you'd be stopping in this early. I thought I had more time."

   "I wanted to surprise you!" You held up a plastic bag with takeout boxes inside. His skates scratched the ice as he moved toward you, a grin overtaking his features at your next words. "Galbi! Hurry while it's hot!"

   "You really are my angel."

   "You're welcome!

   As soon as you were within reach, his arms were around you and his lips were upon yours. You held the bag behind your back, trying to protect the meat while also trying to pull yourself away from the ice that Hakyeon was inching you closer to with every kiss.

   "Thank you, darling," he said, breaking the kiss only to stare into your eyes. His gaze left you wanting, as did his wandering hands. Cold fingertips grazed down your arms until they held your hands, stealing both your warmth and breath. The red lipstick that painted your lips was visible as a faint mark on his. Sweat peeked out from his hairline, threatening to fall down his otherwise smooth face.

   With a shake of your head, you pulled back.

   Hakyeon! We're going to fall!" You laughed, giving him a nudge once his hold on you loosened. "Come on, silly. Let's eat."

   He watched you skip over to the nearest seats, taking out the food and trying to balance it on the chairs. It was destined to fail but you weren't one to give up so easily. That aspect of your personality was something he had always admired. Even as sauce spilled onto the floor and you cried out in surprise, he could tell you weren't ready to give up on your front-row seat. Not when today was a special day.

   Today he was showing you his small, personal routine.

   This routine was different from any he had done before. This time he was skating to his own music. He choreographed the entire dance on ice from beginning to end, from every jump to every step. Each and every part of the skate was his creation. No one else had seen it before and no one else ever will for this show was for his one and only, for his darling.

He sighed, using the buttons in the wheel to change the song that was currently playing.

A more upbeat song came up, and he smiled, bobbing his head to the rhythm.

Hakyeon didn’t like to drive such a long distance if he could avoid it, but this time he had needed to. His father had given him a couple of boxes full of old things he didn’t want to get rid of, and since they were moving houses and the new house didn’t have enough space to keep them, he needed to take them back to Seoul with him. Taking the train would’ve been impossible, and sending them by post or in the plane with him would’ve been a hassle, not to mention a really expensive hassle, so he drove the whole way to Changwon for his mum’s birthday, spent a wonderful weekend with his family, loaded everything in the car, and took off.

Normally, Taekwoon would’ve gone with him, but his sister was expected to give birth within that week, and so Hakyeon managed to convince him he’d better stay in Seoul. Going back quickly in case she went into labour, would’ve been extremely difficult, considering the train combinations needed to get to Seoul, and flying wouldn’t be a choice, as there was only one daily flight from Changwon to Seoul. Driving the amount of hours he’d been driving for was tiring, so much tiring without anyone to talk to, but he made sure to play all of his favourite upbeat songs, moving his head and torso to the music, and managing to cover a lot of ground by noon.

He stopped in a petrol station to fill the tank, go to the toilet, and get some light lunch. Taekwoon had sent him a message while he was eating, telling him to drive safely the rest of the way home, and that he was going to take Hongbin and Hyuk out for lunch before going to the supermarket, because they were driving him insane by asking him to cook them something, but there was no food in the dorm, so he sent him a smiley face and a heart, lips curving upwards as he imagined Taekwoon’s face when he saw them. He’d always tell him he was extremely cheesy when he sent him stickers, but he couldn’t help it.

He bought a bottle of water on his way out, smiling and thanking the cashier when she told him to be careful heading north, as the roads where icy this time of the year.

He started the car, hooked his mobile back to the car, pressed play, and sung as he drove away, heading north.

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Taekwoon bit his lip to avoid smiling when he read the name on his mobile screen.

Your love Hakyeonnie!! ♥ ♥ ♥

“Hi”

“Hi Woonie.” Hakyeon’s soft voice said in the speaker. “How is grocery shopping going?”

“A nightmare.” Hakyeon chuckled softly. “I’ve given Bean and Hyuk fifteen minutes top to get out of the game store before I kill them, so I’m waiting for them in the car, and then we’re heading home. How’s the road trip going?”

“Don’t kill them, I don’t think VIXX would be able to promote without the Maknae Line, Woonie. Plus, Wonsikkie is cute, but he doesn’t look like a Maknae.”

“You’re right, but the temptation is always there.” More soft chuckles. “Are you driving? You know I don’t like it when people use their mobile while driving.”

“I’m not, I wouldn’t be calling you if I were. The car is by the road.”

“Good.” Taekwoon sighs. “What do you want to have for dinner? I bought everything to restock the refrigerator, so you can choose.”

“Mmm… meat?” Taekwoon scoffed.

“Of course you want meat, why do I even bother to ask. Okay, I’ll give you meat for dinner, but only because I haven’t seen you in a couple of days.”

“Aww, did you miss me during the weekend, Taekwoon-ah?” He could hear the smile in Hakyeon’s voice.

“NO! I mean… a little.” He could imagine the pout the other had on his face. “Okay, I missed you a lot, okay? I think this weather is affecting me. It’s cold at night, so that’s when I missed you the most.”

“It is really cold. I’m actually freezing right now.” He added in a whisper, but Taekwoon heard it.

“Don’t you have the heating on?”

“I did, but the car isn’t running, so it’s not on now.” He explained.

“Hmmm, are you trying to freeze? Don’t be stingy and use it, don’t think about the petrol consumption.”

“It’s okay, I won’t be here for too long” He heard a cough, and shook his head, knowing Hakyeon was probably coming down with a cold. He’d make porridge tonight so he could have a batch ready for Hakyeon when he inevitably fell ill and needed to be coddled. “Listen, it’s really cold right now, and I’m feeling really sleepy, so I’m going to get going now.”

“If you’re feeling sleepy get to a rest stop, go inside and rest for a little bit. There’s no use in being behind the wheel if you’re falling asleep.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t drive.”

“Okay, be safe, then.”

“I really, really love you, Taekwoon-ah. You always look so cold, but I know you’re not, just look at how well you take care of me, even when you’re not here with me right now.”

“Of course I take care of you, you like to take care of everyone but yourself, if I didn’t take care of you, you’d be screwed long time ago.”

“I know, thank you for that.” Taekwoon bit his lip, but couldn’t repressed the words that came next.

“I really do love you too, Hakyeon, I know I don’t say it very often, or at all, but I love you a lot. Just wanted you to know.”

“Thank you. I really needed that.” He heard him sigh, and then cough a little more. Hakyeon cleared his throat, and then spoke again. “Okay, I’m really going now. Love you.”

“See you tonight Hakyeonnie.”

——————

Taekwoon finished washing the lettuce, putting it in a bowl before placing it on the table, when he heard the code being punched into the lock, and the door opening.

He turned to where Jaehwan was taking the kimchi out of the container, glaring at him when he saw he was more eating the kimchi than placing it in the small bowl. Jaehwan grinned and slowly closed the lid, sticking the container back in the refrigerator.

He was about to scold him when Hyuk stuck his head through the door.

“Hyungs, manager hyung wants us all in the living room now” He stated, and Taekwoon and Jaehwan shared a look. The last time that had happened, the whole fan site scandal had just exploded, and they had been placed on lockdown for weeks. They both dropped everything and followed Hyuk to the living room, where the other members where already waiting, his manager pacing up and down the length of the room.

“What is it, hyung?” Wonshik asked.

The manager took a deep breath, and lifted his head, looking at them for the first time since he had gone into the dorm.

“It’s Hakyeon.”

Chaos ensued.

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Hakyeon took the mobile phone that was currently right next to him, unlocking the screen and searching his favourite contacts before pressing the first name in the list

My Woonie =)♥ ♥

“Hi” Taekwoon’s voice sounded as pretty as always.

“Hi Woonie. How is grocery shopping going?”

“A nightmare.” Hakyeon chuckled softly, trying not to move his stomach too much. “I’ve given Bean and Hyuk fifteen minutes top to get out of the game store before I kill them, so I’m waiting for them in the car, and then we’re heading home. How’s the road trip going?”

“Don’t kill them, I don’t think VIXX would be able to promote without the Maknae Line, Woonie. Plus, Wonsikkie is cute, but he doesn’t look like a Maknae.” He answered, managing to expertly avoid answering his question.

“You’re right, but the temptation is always there. Are you driving? You know I don’t like it when people use their mobile while driving.”

“I’m not, I wouldn’t be calling you if I were. The car is by the road.” It was the truth. Taekwoon didn’t need to know he wasn’t exactly parked.

“Good. “He knew Taekwoon was relieved by his words. He always scolded everyone he saw using them mobiles while driving. He’d even stopped talking to Jaehwan for two weeks when he saw him doing so a couple months ago. “What do you want to have for dinner? I bought everything to restock the refrigerator, so you can choose.” He’d love to have dinner with them, his lips pursing at the thought of making Taekwoon work.

“Mmm… meat?” Meat was a safe choice, right? He’d just prepare side dishes and rice, and wouldn’t actually cook the meat until Hakyeon was there.

“Of course you want meat, why do I even bother to ask. Okay, I’ll give you meat for dinner, but only because I haven’t seen you in a couple of days.” His heart ached at that phrase.

“Aww, did you miss me during the weekend, Taekwoon-ah?” He smiled, eyes closing as he let his head fall.

“NO! I mean… a little.” He pouted at that “Okay, I missed you a lot, okay? I think this weather is affecting me. It’s cold at night, so that’s when I missed you the most.” Hakyeon’s smile came back full force at that.

“It is really cold. I’m actually freezing right now.” He was, even if he was wearing warm clothes, the cold was seeping through them, making him shudder a little.

“Don’t you have the heating on?”

“I did, but the car isn’t running, so it’s not on now.” He explained, which was true.

“Hmmm, are you trying to freeze? Don’t be stingy and use it, don’t think about the petrol consumption.”

“It’s okay, I won’t be here for too long” He coughed a little, again, keeping his stomach as still as he could. He just wanted to be in Taekwoon's warm embrace and sleep for days, until he felt better. “Listen, it’s really cold right now, and I’m feeling really sleepy, so I’m going to get going now.”

“If you’re feeling sleepy get to a rest stop, go inside and rest for a little bit. There’s no use in being behind the wheel if you’re falling asleep.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t drive.” He was in no state to do so.

“Okay, be safe, then.”

“I really, really love you, Taekwoon-ah. You always look so cold, but I know you’re not, just look at how well you take care of me, even when you’re not here with me right now.” His voice came out a little desperate at that, but he hoped Taekwoon didn’t notice it.

“Of course I take care of you, you like to take care of everyone but yourself, if I didn’t take care of you, you’d be screwed long time ago.”

“I know, thank you for that.”

“I really do love you too, Hakyeon, I know I don’t say it very often, or at all, but I love you a lot. Just wanted you to know.” A wave of warmth rushed through his body, feeling Taekwoon’s presence even if he was hundreds of kilometres away.

“Thank you. I really needed that.” He sighed, his stomach had stopped aching, but he had to cough to clear his throat a little “Okay, I’m really going now. Love you.”

“See you tonight Hakyeonnie.” He ended the call, letting the device fall as he went to sleep, Taekwoon’s face stamped on his mind as he drifted away.

——————–

[Breaking] VIXX’s N Passes Away from Car Accident

According to YTN, VIXX’s leader N passed away due to a car accident on January 12 at 2:20 p.m. (KST).

The car was on heading towards Seoul when a drunk driver heading the opposite way lost control of his vehicle due to the ice patches that covered the highly transited freeway, and crashed into his car.

Following the heart-breaking news of the car accident, his agency, Jellyfish Entertainment has offered an official statement with details of the tragic accident:

“This is Jellyfish Entertainment.

Yesterday, after visiting his family in Changwon, N’s vehicle was impacted by a drunk driver that lost control of his car. Due to the ice in the road, the vehicle rolled several times before coming to a stop against trees located about fifty metres to the side of the road. As a result, Cha Hakyeon has grievously passed away.

His body will be transferred from Daejeon to a hospital in Seoul today, but the location of the wake has not yet been decided.

Our company employees are currently in an immense state of shock and are experiencing unspeakable sadness at the moment. VIXX members are terribly disturbed by the news, so we ask everyone to respect their privacy and allow them to grieve their leader peacefully.

We offer our words of apology to the fans, as well as everyone who must have received a great shock. We will deliver further details as they are known. Thank you.”

Our deepest condolences to his family, friends, members and fans.

I know, I know, I’m an awful human being. I’ve actually had this in mind for a couple of days, I got inspired by Eternity’s lyrics. The title is a small part of the lyrics, and so is part of the summary.

Life as new parents isn’t always the easiest, but you two have handled things fairly well. The past two years with your daughter, Aliyah, have been amazing.

Nick is able to work on his business remotely, so he mostly stayed home with her, while you went in to work everyday. He was an outstanding father, and Aliyah absolutely adored him, they were so close. She loved you just as much of course, and on the weekends she loved having you both home to cuddle and play with.

She had grown used to your daily routine, however, today was going to be different, because Nick had meetings lined up that he had to be in the office for, so you took off in order to stay home with her. It wasn’t the first time you had been alone with your daughter obviously, but it had been a while. Still, you were eager to spend some one on one time with your sweet girl.

You had heard horror stories of people complaining about their toddlers' behavior, but you always chalked it up to them either over exaggerating or just being bad parents. That was until today, when your own toddler decided she wanted to switch things up.

—

“BABE WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN??” you shout as your husband, Nick, walks in the door, his hands full of bags you assumed to be groceries.

“I know, I’m sorry our last meeting ran way over, and I knew we needed some things for dinner so I decided to stop by the store on the way home.” He explains as he walks into the kitchen, placing the bags onto the island.

“We might not even make it to dinner!” you shout, and Nick looks over at you confused, his eyes narrowing.

“Babe, what are you talking about?” he chuckles, as he puts the food away, clearly not understanding the severity of the situation.

“Aliyah, your daughter, didn’t go down for her nap today.” you say to him, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Why is she only my daughter when she doesn’t take a nap?” he responds, mimicking your gesture.

“That’s because she acts just like you when she doesn’t. She’s extremely cranky. She wouldn’t stop crying. She’s been throwing fits every 15 minutes. SHE ACTUALLY THREW AT BLOCK AT ME!” you yell recounting the event.

Nick bites back a laugh before the realization hits him, “Ohh no,” he whispers.

“Exactly! I swear, this is the worst it’s ever been,” you sigh, placing your head in your hands.

“No!” Nick utters, pulling your hands away from your face.

“Listen, we are not going to be defeated by a 2 year old, okay? This is our house, and we’re in charge.” he says hastily as you nod along to his rant.

“Yeah, we’re the adults here!” you agree.

“Say it!” he demands.

“This is our house, and we’re in charge!” you shout.

“RIGHT! So where is she?” he asks, walking out of the kitchen into the hallway.

“She’s sitting in her playroom room, I turned on Gracie’s Corner. This is the longest that she’s been content all day. I don’t see how you do this, I almost started crying with her.” you say before following behind your husband, and he chuckles at your statement before turning to face you.

“You’re doing great, it gets better, I promise,” he praises as he holds your face in his hands, kissing your forehead sweetly, and you smile up at him.

“Well, did you at least put the Gracie video on loop?” he asks, turning away to walk down the hall towards the playroom, with you not far behind.

“Loop? What loop? What are you talking about?” you ask confusedly, and Nick stops in his tracks, causing you to run into him.

He turns around sharply to face you, his eyes widening. “You didn’t loop it? Babe, you have to loop it because once it goes off she-“

“DADDYYYYYY!” you hear your daughter’s cries from down the hall, and sigh deeply. As you and your husband rush to her, you were stopped in your tracks by her meeting you halfway, her ocean blue eyes welling with tears.

You both kneel down to her level, and Nick wipes away her tears with his thumb, his demeanor softening the second he sees his little girl.

“What’s wrong, bunny?” he asks softly.

“Daddy, Gwacie went off, I wanna watch Gwacie! I wanna watch Gwacie! I wanna watch Gwacie!” she chants, stomping her tiny feet. You and Nick just sit there, watching your daughter absolutely lose it.

“Liyah Jade, c’mon now. Gracie isn’t going anywhere, we can always restart it, you’re fine. Just calm down, honey,” he reassures her.

“Okay, can I have a cookie pwease daddy?” she says pouting.

“Sure, let's go get you a cookie,” he smiles at her sweetly.

“Nicolas!” you utter in disbelief.

“Why don’t you go pick out the cookie you want okay? I’ll be there in a second,” he says to his baby girl as she skips away down the hall. He turns to look at you, shrugging.

“Cookies before dinner, really?” you say, your eyes narrowing at him.

“I know, but she was pouting, and c’mon she’s so cute!” he says defeated.

“What happened to ‘this is our house and we’re in charge’?” you say chuckling, and he pauses.

“Doesn’t really sound like something I would say,” he smirks as he walks into the kitchen with Aliyah, shaking your head at the way she had him wrapped around her little finger.

—

Once back in the playroom, after having cookies and watching Gracie together as a family for what felt like the hundredth time, you noticed that it was getting close to dinner time. You leave the two to continue watching more videos while you go and cook. You decide to prepare something quick and easy. After spending all afternoon with a grumpy toddler, you couldn’t be bothered to make anything more elaborate.

As you were finishing whipping up dinner, you could hear Nick and Aliyah in the other room bickering, and you couldn’t help listening. His ability to straight up argue with a toddler never ceased to amuse you.

“But honey, when you make a mess you have to clean it up. Look, we can even make it fun. I can turn on some music and-”

“No, daddy! I can’t want to!”

You couldn’t see him, but you just knew your husband was rolling his eyes.

Once dinner is ready, you call for them to come and eat. To your surprise dinner goes smoothly. Usually, Aliyah complains about eating her vegetables, saying ‘I can’t want that! It’s gwoss’, but tonight she ate them willingly. Maybe her missing a nap wasn't so bad after all, you thought to yourself.

You glance over and see your daughter yawn for the third time, and you and Nick give each other a knowing look. The ‘no naps’ campaign she had been running was finally taking a toll on her.

—

After dinner, you started getting ready for bed. You gave Aliyah a bath, brushed her teeth, and got her ready for bed. Nick came in soon after to read her favorite story. She cuddled up next to him, her eyelids growing heavier by the second. You watched from the door frame as the story ended, and your toddler now sound asleep in your husband's arms.

“Soo, have we defeated Bowser yet, or no?” you say teasingly.

“Shh! Don’t call her that!” Nick says as he throws a plushie from her bed at you.

You jump out of the way so that it misses you, “I’m kidding! She is cute though, especially when she’s sleeping,” you say looking down at her tiny frame, smiling.

“Amen to that, a lot quieter too.” You both chuckle and Nick gets up out of her bed, careful not to wake the little sleeping beauty, before tucking her in, and you each kiss her goodnight.

You tip top quietly out of her room, closing the door gently, and you both let out a sigh of relief. You head towards your bedroom which is only a couple doors down, and start getting ready for bed yourselves, the two of you feeling pretty worn out.

After showering and slipping on pajamas, you both plop down into your bed on your respective sides, settling under the covers.

“Today went completely different from what I expected,” you confess as you cuddle into your husband's side. He laughs as he wraps his arm around you, rubbing your back softly.

“I probably should’ve given you a heads up about that. She is a menace when she’s tired,” he sighs deeply.

“Yep, sounds familiar,” you tease and he pinches your side.

“Heyyy! I’m not that bad, and I will just go to sleep if I’m tired, not start a whole ass riot,” he says in defense and you both laugh.

After a while, a comfortable silence grows between you and before long you both drift off to sleep.

—

✎ signed,

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 ✩

‘Sometimes I wanna walk in your shoes’

The front door swung open, Nick stormed into the house with Jalen not far behind. The two had just got back from a party, one that neither of them wanted to attend to begin with. Matt and Chris had convinced Jalen that he should go, which then led him to convince Nick that they should go together. However, things didn’t go as the pair had planned, or at least, as Nick had planned.

“Hey hey hey. Baby, slow down. What’s going on?” Jalen asked, grabbing a hold on Nick's wrist once he caught up to him.

“Stop it, J!” Nick responds harshly, yanking himself from Jalen’s grasp.

“I don’t understand why you’re so upset,” Jalen sighed, already not liking where this is heading.

“Of course you don’t, you never do,” Nick scoffs, shaking his head as he enters their bedroom.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? If this is about the party, I already told you nothing happened a hundred times,” Jalen replies, hot on his trail.

Nick turned around sharply to face him, his eyes narrowing, “Do you think I’m fucking stupid? I saw you, Jalen!” he yelled.

“No, but I think you’re being ridiculous. You see me talking to one fucking guy, and immediately jump to conclusions! What am I supposed to do? Ignore them ‘cause they wanna have a conversation with me?” Jalen questioned.

“I do,” Nick says matter of factly, his arms folded across his chest.

“But you don’t have to, Nicolas! Just fucking admit it, you don’t trust me.” Jalen says, the tone in his voice much softer than before as he looked at his love.

“I-I do.” Nick stutters, biting the inside of his cheek, his eyes not meeting Jalen’s.

Jalen sighed, the frustration brewing, “Then why do we keep having this same fucking argument?” he spat.

Nick looked offended as he finally met Jalen’s eyes. “Cause you were sitting there entertaining him, Jalen! Why was he touching you? Why was he flirting with you? Why were you flirting back?!” Nick accused, recounting what he had clearly seen.

Jalen sighed once again, “See, now you’re just being dramatic. This is what you do, you over exaggerate. I was not flirting with him, and he barely touched me,” he says.

“Why would you fucking let him touch you at all?! I saw everything. You think I don’t know how you are when you’re flirting? We’ve been together for two fucking years! I know you and your body language like the back of my goddamn hand,” Nick went on a tangent, as Jalen listened.

“And there I was thinking, ‘Surely, he’s going to walk away. Surely, my boyfriend wouldn’t be flirting with someone else right in front of me. I didn’t even want to be at that stupid party. You dragged me there, promising it would be good for us, but no, you were too busy smiling, and laughing with him while I sat in a corner alone. You left me alone, Jalen! And to be with someone else? Yeah, I'm so fucking dramatic” Nick scoffs, rolling his eyes, as he walked towards his side of the bed, setting his phone and glasses on the nightstand.

“You are! ‘Cause that’s not at all what happened, and you know it! Maybe if you would stop being so fucking insecure all the time you’d realize that,” Jalen seethed as he stood at the foot of the bed, his jaw clenched.

Nick’s breath hitched, it was as if all the air in his lungs had escaped.

Jalen’s eyes widened, realizing what he said, immediately regretting it.

“Baby…” Jalen starts, his demeanor softening as he walks closer towards his boyfriend, reaching out to touch him.

“Don’t…” Nick whispered, his words trailing off, as he pushed Jalen’s hands away. “Don’t touch me,” he chokes back a sob, his vision blurring as the tears build along his waterline, threatening to fall, but he refuses to let Jalen see him cry.

“Nick…” Jalen mumbled, but Nick backs away, storming off into the bathroom before slamming the door behind him, followed by a light click of the door locking.

Jalen sighed, running a hand through his locs, as he sat at the edge of the bed. His gaze fixated on the bathroom door.

“Fuck”

‘Baby girl you can’t survive like this’

—

✎ signed,

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 ✩

a/n: eeeeep i hope you enjoyed part one. yes, they will fix things. yes, lots of apologies, so do not worry your little heads. i’m currently still working on the comfort portion of this angst, and i decided half way through writing this that i wanted to add a little fluffy smut, which is why there’s now two parts (also bc i’m an asshole hehehe). anyways, thank you so much, your continuous patience with me is greatly appreciated. i love youuuuuu ✩