This blog is for the Niff Fanfic called Just One Time. Jeff and Nick will post notes here to keep you entertained while you're waiting for the next chapter. And yes, those notes might include spoilers, but also little stories from their past, or some extra's to the last chapter I've posted.
Sebastian tilted his head a little and studied Jeff’s expression until the blonde started to feel nervous. “You’re right. Sorry.” He paused for a second. “I should’ve known someone else’s boyfriend was a bad choice.”
Jeff blinked, and his eyebrows knitted together in a frown. “Wait, so you thought I was already taken, but you still hit on me ? Seriously ? What kind of guy are you ?”
“I’m one who’s willing to fight for you.” He looked at Jeff with a look the blonde couldn’t quite place. “Unlike Nick. He doesn’t have to do anything to get your love.”
Although Jeff completely uncomfortable with Sebastian’s behavior, he was able to remind himself that this was the perfect moment to make his point about Nick and him. “Look, Nick and I are not dating, okay ?”
“Oh !” The chestnut-haired boy seemed surprised. “Are you just fuck buddies then ?”
Jeff’s expression turned into one of astonishment and exasperation. “What ? No ! I’m not fucking anyone, and especially not Nick !”
Sebastian smirked again. “Really ? Then why were you so sensitive earlier today ?”
“You crossed a line, okay ? You can’t just slap anyone’s butt at any time you want !” Jeff protested.
“Sorry,” for one moment, Sebastian actually looked sorry, but then he put on his smirk again. “It’s not every day I see bottoms as beautiful as yours.”
Flint groaned. “Gosh, seriously ? Stop it with the eye-fucking, I’m trying to have dinner here !”
“Shut up, Flint. We’re not eye-fucking.” Jeff grumbled while he dropped his gaze and stared at his food again. “And before you ask: no, we’re not fucking in any other way either.” He added quickly, although his words weren’t completely truthful: they were sort of fucking -with each other’s (or their own) minds and feelings that is, don’t get the wrong impression.
“N’aww, you’re taking all the fun out of it for me !” Flint pouted.
David sighed and rolled with his eyes. “That’s probably the point. I can imagine they want you to stop making such annoying comments all the time.”
Jeff was quite grateful for David’s remark and he gave a small grateful nod in David’s direction.
“Well,” Flint spoke up again, “If you want me to stop, you’re going to have to stop being so hetero for each other.” The annoyed looks he got from his friends didn’t stop him from going further. “No, but really ! Just look at them ! They love each other more than food ! And even when they’re having a bit of a fight, they still have more chemistry than David and his girlfriend !”
Wes poked him firmly between the ribs and gave him a stern look. “Shut up, Flint !”
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The blonde frowned again and piled his pants up on top of his blazer while he replied. “That doesn’t make any sense, Nick. I was showering, toweling and clothing myself –which are completely common actions, while you were leaning with your head against the bathroom door. Don’t you think it’s kind of creepy ?” Little did he know that this choice of words was kind of unfortunate.
“Aha !” Nick looked at Jeff accusingly. “So you do think I am creepy ?”
“Well, yeah.” His voice had a sassy duhh-tune in it. “What would you do if you just came out of the shower and someone appears to be eaves dropping on you ? But the way you uttered that comment, I assume you meant it differently.” He turned to Nick. “So tell me: what did I do wrong this time ?”
Nick wrinkled his nose a little while he tried to think of a good way to get everything he wanted to say –or yell, but he couldn’t think of anything good. “I think it’s something I did wrong.”
Jeff’s eyebrows shot up in surprise again. He had no idea what happened that changed Nick’s mood, but he hadn’t seen it coming. “Please, do tell.”
“For starters, apparently telling you I like guys was a very bad move.” Nick raised his voice and was almost yelling. “And then there’s the part where I trusted you, that was completely wrong and stupid too, because it turns out you’re just one of those jerks who pretended to be my best friend but when I tell them something personal, they just drop out and pretend I don’t exist. I really thought you were different Jeff, that’s all. So I’m sorry, my bad.” There. It was out. He took a deep breath and snorted scornfully.
Okay. Jeff wouldn’t have seen that coming in a million years. His jaw dropped and almost hit the floor, and the room was completely silent for a couple of seconds.
Then the sound of a loud slap filled the room.
Once again: sorry !
Jeff closed the door behind him and immediately noticed the strong scent of- what was it ? It smelled like cheese or pepperoni or anything in that direction. The second thing that surpised him, was the fact that Nick lay in bed already.
“You’re in bed early.” Jeff stated while he flung his bag in the corner.
Nick mumbled something in his pillow, and Jeff interpreted that as an ‘I’m freakishly tired and I just want to sleep so leave me alone’. He was pretty tired himself: hockey practice had been absolutely exhausting and he had barely been able to drag himself to the dorms.
So he decided to keep it as this, prepared for bed and whispered a short “Goodnight, Nickers.” before he slid under the covers.
But as soon as he stretched his legs, his feet touched something sticky and warm, and he sat up with a scream immediately, eyes widened in shock. What the hell was that ?
He was still trying to catch his breath when he heard the person in the bed next to him was breathing too shallow and shakily to be asleep. Then it hit him: this was one of Nick’s pranks.
He leapt out of bed and pulled the covers from the bed next to him to find that hobbit-y best friend of his’, curled up, his face buried in his hands and shaking heavily.
“You- !” Jeff couldn’t find the right word, and Nick couldn’t contain his laughter any longer.
“You should’ve heard yourself scream ! I’ve never heard you scream like that before, not even when-” Nick snickered. “Not even when-” he snorted and wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes.
Jeff simply stared down at him with a mixed expression, something between angry, shocked, amused and I-can’t-believe-this-guy-is-actually-my-best-friend.
Nick sat up slowly, taking deep breath to calm down, but as soon as he looked up at Jeff, laughter took over again.
This time Jeff couldn’t help but laugh too. He couldn’t help it that Nick was such a prank-addict, he couldn’t help it that Nick was so freakishly childish and so easily amused sometimes, and he couldn’t help the warm, tickling feeling he got inside when Nick laughed -even when he was laughing about him.
“What did you do this time ?” Jeff said when they had finally stopped laughing.
Nick grinned. “You haven’t figured it out yet ?”
“If I did, I wouldn’t be asking you, would I ?” Jeff stated. “But seriously, what did you put in my bed ?” he demanded -not as effective as he wanted it to, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get that stupid smile off his face.
Nick’s grin grew wider and his eyes were sparkling in amusement. “Take a look at your feet.” he advised while he lowered his gaze and rested them on Jeff’s feet.
Jeff looked down at his feet and gasped. Even though it was dark, he could clearly see what was going on: his feet were covered in tomato sauce, melted cheese, pepperoni and onion. “You put a pizza in my bed ?” he uttered incredulously.
“It seems like it.” Nick was still grinning like an idiot when he jumped off his bed and pulled back the covers on Jeff’s bed to reveal an open pizza-box at the foot of the bed. “Too bad this pizza’s wasted now.”
Jeff raised an eyebrow. “You think ?”
Nick’s grin decreased. “Oh no, I know that look ! This is not going to be good !”
Jeff leapt over to Nick -who jumped to the left just in time- and grabbed the pizza from his bed. “You can choose: eat the pizza or lick it from my feet.” he proposed, clearly amused.
Nick gave him a bitch please-look. “I’m the king of pranks, I ain’t taking no shit from no-one.” he said, sounding a lot like Trent.
“No ?” Jeff had the feeling the corner’s of his mouth were touching his ears by now. “Well, then you leave me no choice.” he waited a second before he ran over to Nick and held up the pizza.
“No !” Nick threw up his arms in defense. “I’ll help you clean your feet and your bed, don’t do anything gross to me !”
Jeff was enjoying this too much to let go of him that easily, but he never intented to throw the pizza in Nick’s face. “Say ‘please’.”
“Please !” Nick said a little to quick, showing just how much he feared the pizza that was still held high by Jeff’s hand.
Jeff lowered the pizza. “Okay. This time I’ve shown mercy, sir Duval, but next time I won’t be so kind and you’ll suffer from my sweet revenge -or maybe in this case, salt revenge.”
“I am very grateful, my lord. But I can’t promise I won’t get you again.” Nick pretended to be grateful, and bowed.
Both of the boys jumped up when they heard two heavy, irritated knocks on the door. “For goodness sake, we’re trying to sleep !” Wes’ voice came from the other side of the door.
“Oh, is that so ?” Nick raised an eyebrow and looked at Jeff for permission, and Jeff nodded. “That’s not what we get from the noises you and Thad usually make at night.”
The dark haired boy bit his lip and tried not to laugh while Jeff had to pinch his nose to prevent from bursting out in laughter.
It remained silent on the other side of the door for a while. Then they heard a grumble. “What we do at night is none of your business.” Wes growled before he walked away.
Jeff looked at Nick with a knowing look, and they both burst out in laughter again.
