what if | nikki & aiden
Regardless of the time the Kennedy brothers had spent in Naperville, Aiden had yet to pay a certain blonde a visit. Zaire had been asking about it for a while now, but as usual whenever the subject of Nikki Monroe came up, the eldest Kennedy managed to deflect the question and change the topic of conversation. It's not that he was avoiding her it just that...well, while Nikki and Zaire were best friends, Nikki and Aiden were that awkward...well, he wasn't even sure.
They were friends, of course; in fact, Nikki knew Aiden a hell of a lot better than most. She was almost always able to see through his facades and call him out on bullshit when no one else would - likewise, Aiden did the same for her. They had been that way since childhood and not much had changed as they grew older...except maybe for the sexual tension that was obvious to everyone except them.
Or they just did a hell of a good job ignoring it.
Bickering was easier than talking about the potential 'what it'. But now that they were older and unfortunately residing in the same town, well, maybe it would be different. Maybe. Probably not, but it was interesting to think about. Aiden finally decided to take the short drive to her place, parking his beloved Impala beside her Mustang. He hesitated for about five seconds before getting out of his car, and making his way to her front door.
The blonde answered the door just seconds after her rang the doorbell, surprise evident on her face. Aiden couldn't help but grin. "Hey, neighbor," he fially spoke, his voice at ease as usual. "Miss me?"
