୭౿ I REMEMBER HIS HANDS! WEREN’T THEY SO FULL OF LIFE?
y/n has a late night talk with her bsf! how would nicholas react?
TAGS? mentions of smoking, kissing, nicho is in love :3
You’ve been begging to smoke with your friends for a while now, but they always turned you down. They insisted it would be too overwhelming for you and suggested you wait.
But when you finally asked Nicholas, he couldn’t say no. He made sure to stick by your side and guide you through the whole experience.
All you could feel was the cloud of smoke and the intensity swirling in the air, which was starting to make you feel a bit nauseous.
"Y/n, you alright? Wanna step outside for a bit?" Nicholas asked, his hand softly brushing against your thigh.
You could only nod, letting him lead you out to the balcony.
"Hey... where are y’all going?" Maki said, sounding bummed out.
"To the balcony, we’ll be back," Nicholas replied, taking your hand as he opened the door.
As soon as you stepped outside, the fresh night breeze hit you like a wave of relief. You couldn’t help but smile, and Nicholas caught that little smile spreading across your face.
You both settled into the comfy chairs, taking in the quiet night sky.
"Nicho..." you called softly.
"What’s up?" he asked, still staring at the stars.
"Look at me," you said with unexpected firmness, not realizing how serious you sounded until you saw his brows furrow in confusion.
"I feel amazing right now," you chuckled, giving him a lazy grin.
He looked back at you with pure adoration, unable to resist lifting your hand to his lips for a gentle kiss.
That sweet gesture made your chest get tighter.
You stayed quiet again, but it was clear you enjoyed what he did. Bringing your hand up to your face, you tried to hide your blush.
"Wanna hear something funny?" he asked.
You hummed softly, fiddling with the rings on his fingers.
He paused for a moment, feeling the warmth of your hands around his.
"Before we met—like, way before—I was always begging Maki and the others to befriend you so I could talk to you," he chuckled, looking into your eyes.
You couldn't help but smile back.
"Aww, were you too nervous to talk to me yourself? That doesn't sound like you at all," you teased.
"But I was! I was such a loser back then. I’m really glad they listened to me because now I get to sit here with you," he said, gazing deeply into your eyes.
"Remember that one time I brought you your favorite snack, even though you never told me what it was?" He looked away, hand moving to his mouth.
"Oh! Yes, I remember! I couldn’t believe it. You were stuttering the whole time! You were so adorable back then," you laughed, playfully nudging his arm.
"I wasn’t stuttering..." he pouted.
"Yeah, right. But it's fine; I’m just glad you took the chance to show you cared. Thanks for that," you said as you turned his face towards you.
A heavy silence filled the air.
It felt like the perfect moment.
Nicholas recognized it was time to show his love for you.
He leaned closer and cupped your face, pausing for a moment to ask, "Is this okay, Y/n?"
You nodded, pulling him in closer. Your lips met in a soft kiss. It was gentle and filled with pure adoration, not rough or passionate.
When you both pulled away, you locked eyes for a few seconds until you got flustered and looked away, kicking your feet as Nicholas chuckled at you.
He gently brushed the strands of hair from your face and patted your head with affection.
"Look at who’s nervous now!" he grinned, leaning closer to you.
"I’m not nervous! There’s something in my eye!" you quickly made an excuse, your voice betraying the smile that lingered.
"Damn… you’re so cute," he replied, smiling back as he held your hand and turned his gaze skyward again.
"You think I’m cute, Nicho~?" you teased, resting your head on his shoulder, stealing glimpses of his face.
"Of course, you idiot. Just promise me you’ll only smoke with me next time, alright?"
an: if only every guy out there was like him… writing this took years off my life. i need to be in my prime again.
