You own my heart (pt1)
Y/n: Greg, I swear. You said running down the hallway after him.
Greg: Don't let her get me. He said, hiding behind Grissom.
Y/n: Greg. You said, lunging forward until two strong arms grabbed you holding you back.
Nick: Woah now, what's going on? Nick asked, releasing his hold slowly.
Y/n: Look at me. I'm purple...that little idiot pranked me in the locker room by giving me a birthday box, and telling me to open it. Which, yeah I was an idiot for doing that, but he said it was a present he forgot to give me for my birthday. And like an idiot I did, then boom, purple smoak powder went off. He laughed, saying it was the best present he could receive and ran away. That's why I'm chancing his little ass. You said, as Nick still held onto your arm incase.
Grissom: Is this true Greg?
Greg: Yes, but-
Nick: Are you kidding me Greg? Y/n, clothes are ruined and the locker.
Grissom: Nick's right. What do you have to say?
Greg: Sorry. I'll ask Wendy to buy you new clothes, and I'll...pay for the locker room to be cleaned personally.
Y/n: What about my hair? Do you know how long it'll take to get out of my hair?
Greg: I'll pay for the removal of the colorents at the salon. And to show how sorry I am, I'll pay for a haircut and treatment.
Y/n: Okay. Thanks...i guess I forgive you. I can't stay mad at you forever.
Greg: Great, thanks. Love you. I'll start making arrangements for the salon, and ask Wendy right away. He said with a wink. Oh, here, for the salon. He said, giving you money.
Just then Greg walked away, leaving you. Taking a deep breath, you shook your head walking off to the locker rooms yet again. You stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and started cleaning your face when there was a knock on the door.
Nick: Hey, Wendy asked me to bring this to you. She said, she had a spare of clothes in her car for you to take until you get home.
Y/n: Thanks. Ugh, I can't-
Nick: Let me help. He said, taking your arm and leading you to the locker seats. Opening his locker, Nick took out toner and cotton pads. Here, these should work. He said, as he started cleaning your face.
Y/n: Question...why do you have toner and cotton pads in your locker. You asked, as you locked eyes with Nick as he kept cleaning your face.
Nick: Greg, did it to me too, so did Worrick. Guess I keep it here, just incase anyone needed it.
You couldn't help but look at this man's facial features. He was so beautiful to you, the way his eyes crinkled in the corners as he smiled, even how the smile lines ran deep and high, the deep chocolate color of his eyes and how cute it was when he licked his lips.
You thought about the undercover case you had, and what happened that night. What you and Nick had to do, in order to keep yourself safe from the men watching you on camera.
*Flashback*
You were pushed against the wall as Nick locked his lips with yours, he moved to your neck whispering for you to go play along. Giggling, he took that as a sign of you understanding as he picked you up carrying you to the bed.
Placing you on the bed, he kissed your forehead and said.
Nick: Honey, how about I prove to you once and for all that your the only woman I'll ever love.
And he said, as he moved in to kiss you again, when bang. The Police and CSI team came running in and raiding the hotel, arresting the men that were spying on every couple for their next targets.
Laying there Nick, covered you with his body as Catharine brought over a rain coat. He stood, and held the covers over your body to give you time to put on the coat.
Y/n: Thanks Nicky.
Nick: Sure. I can't let the boys be seeing you like this now, can I?
Y/n: The boys?
Nick: Yeah, the guys in uniform or even Worrick or Greg. Especially Greg, he would just stare at you.
Y/n: Good to know. Sorry about the uhm...you know.
Nick: Don't be, we were only doing our job. Did I make you feel uncomfortable, of touch you to-
Y/n: No. All good. Promise. Like you said, we were doing our job. Besides, I don't think you could make any girl feel uncomfortable Nick, you really are one in a million. You said with a smile as you left.
*End of flashback*
Shaking your head, you sighed as you remembered what you said.
Nick: You okay?
Y/n: Yeah. Guess, so. Nick, can I ask you something?
Nick: Sure.
Y/n: Why don't you want to go on undercover jobs with me anymore? Did I do something wrong?
Nick: What? No. I don't know...guess I didn't think of asking for any.
Y/n: But it would be fun, spying on people again. You said with a light laugh.
Nick: Guess, so. He replied, as he looked at you with a softness to his eyes. You need to get cleaned up, see you in a few minutes.
Just like that he disappeared and left you in the locker room alone, sighing you got up and headed for the shower. Washing your hair, and body of the excess purple powder. Once you were dried up, you got dressed in the clothes that you got from Wendy and just tied up your partly wet hair.
Time skip (going home)
Looking at the clock, it was time for everyone to go home. Sighing you, started going to your car. Trying to start it you groaned, it wasn't working at all, why wasn't it working?
Getting angry, you got out of your car kicking the wheel when you saw Nick seeing the whole thing.
Y/n: Uhh...hi. You said, embarrassed at why you did.
Nick: Hey. Need a lift?
Y/n: Sure. You smiled, as you got into Nick's truck.
Arriving at your apartment building, you looked down at your hands and bit your lip as you spoke up.
Y/n: Nick, would you like to come up for dinner? It's the least I could do for...well, you going out of your way to take me home.
Nick: I don't mind, really. Why would I let you take a cab, instead of taking you home?
Y/n: Well, um...maybe since your home is the other way. You said, laughing slightly.
Nick: True. Guess, I just wanted to make sure you got home safe.
Y/n: So, is that yes to dinner?
Nick: I'd like that.
Once you both were in your apartment, you got out some beer for you and Nick.
Y/n: I have a confession to make. I won't be ordering takeout, instead we'll have some pot roast. I asked my neighbor to keep an eye on the food during the day. I hope you like pot roast.
Nick: I love it.
After having dinner, you both sat outside on the balcony drinking more beer and just enjoying each other's company. Just as you were about to say something that's been on your mind when he stood up.
Nick: It's getting late, I should probably head out.
Y/n: Nicky...can...um...before you go I really need to tell you something. It's been on my mind for a while...and I really like to talk to you about it.
Nick: Is it serious? He asked, placing his hand on yours.
Y/n: I don't know. We'll, to me it is...but I don't know how it will effect you.
Nick: Okay. What's on your mind?
Sighing you got up and walked into the living room, and sat down on the couch biting your lip as you tried to figure how to tell Nick how you felt.
Nick: What's up y/n/n? You know you can tell me anything. He said, as he sat beside you rubbing your back. We're friends, heck best friends.
Y/n: Nick. You started, as you turned to look into his beautiful brown eyes. Nick, I...i really...*blowing out your breath, you closed your eyes and spoke up* I really like you Nick. I have for a while now, and...i...i guess I'd rather you know then you thinking I'm pulling away from you or acting weird. Hehe, come to think about it...that's the exact reason I've been acting weird and avoiding you.
Nick: Oh. So, that's the reason. All because you like me?
Y/n: Nick-
Nick: I should go, I forgot I need to take Sam for a walk. He replied quick, as he got up and headed for the door.
Y/n: Wait, Nick we nerd to talk about this.
Nick: About what? The fact that you like me? Y/n, I can't deal with this right now...i really need to leave. He said, as he disappeared out of the door.
Breathing in deeply, you wanted to kick yourself for saying that to Nick instead of just keeping quiet. How were you going to face him tomorrow?
Without hesitation, you called Catherine tling her that you won't be able to come to work tomorrow. You told her you were feeling sick, a d that you still had some purple pigment on your face and hair. Giving you the clear, you stayed in the apartment, not really knowing what you'll do today at all.
At work
Nick: Hey, Greg, where's y/n?
Greg: Oh, Catherine said she won't be coming in today. Saying that she was sick, and that she was still purple. I suppose she was sick, before I pulled the prank on her.
Nick: Guess, so.
Catharine: Hey Nick, I need you to go with Sarah on the case near the dessert by the last casino. They found a body there.
Nick: Okay. He said, as he walked past Catharine looking for Sarah.
Catharine: Greg, does Nick seem off to you today?
Greg: I don't know.
Catharine: Warrick?
Warrick: Yeah.
Catharine: Did you notice something off with Nick, today?
Warrick: Yes. He's not the same as usual.
Catharine: Did he tell you anything? Is there something that's bothering him? Anything we could help with?
Warrick: No. He hasn't said a word. And he tells me everything.
Catharine: Okay. I'll talk to him later, thank you.
Nodding, everyone left the locker room and did their job. Once the day come to an end, Catharine saw Nick, and ran after him before he could leave.
Catharine: Hey Nicky, wait. Can we talk?
Nick: Sure.
Catharine: Nick, please tell me what's going on. I can see somethings bother you, if there's anything on your mind...please tell me. I want to help Nicky.
Nick: I'm fine Catherine, promise. I'm just tired, that's all. I didn't sleep much last night.
Catharine: Okay. But no going out for drinks, go home and get some rest.
Nick: Yes, ma'am. He said, with a smile as he left to go home.
As Nick was driving to his home, he stopped at the red light, his mind completely on you and what you said. Sighing he turned the corner, and headed for your apartment. Once he at the apartment, he knocked on the door awaiting for you to open. Once you opened, he spoke up.
Nick: How dare you.
Y/n: What?
Nick: Why did you have to tell me how you felt? Everything was going good, we were friends, we got along and worked great together...and then you go ahead and do that. What the hell? What possessed you to do that? He asked, breathless as he started at you.
Y/n: Well, I'm sorry that my feelings for you was inconvenient. I didn't mean to make your world fall apart, by a simple confession. You replied, anger evident in your voice. If it really bothers you that much, then I'll just ask Grissom to work with Archie. That way you'll never have to see me again.
Nick: Y/n, you really are...ugh-
He groaned as he left, he only stood in your doorway but you still felt horrible of what just happened. Closing the door, you bit your lip as you turned when there was another knock on the door. As you opened the door, Nick grabbed you as he connected your lips
Y/n: Nick-you said, as you pushed him away. What are you doing?
Nick closed the door, as he moved closer.
Nick: I don't know. He whispered, in front of you as he had you pinned against the kitchenette.
You could feel his hot breath on your face, tickling your lips as he looked down at you. Biting your lip, you shivered as he placed his hand on your waist, moving your sweater and toughing your skin. Swallowing, you felt hot as he just rubbed your skin with his thumb.
Y/n: Nick...we-
Nick: Shh. He said, as he connected your lips again.
Nick kissed you tenderly, as his hands wondered up your sweater and lifted it over your head. Blinking, you lokked away, disconnecting your eye contact with Nick as you stood infront of him with only a bra. Nick, smiled as he felt your small hands lifting his shirt he was wearing and throwing it on the floor. Running your hands up his arms, your hand left hand was on his chest, while the right hand moved to lock into his hair.
Kissing him again, you felt sparks at the strange situation that just accured. Lifting you from the floor, he placed you on the kitchenette and connected his lips to your neck. The soft sensation, made your fingers run through his hair as you pulled him away from your neck. Stopping his actions.
Y/n: Nick...stop.
Nick: Is everything okay?
Y/n: Yes. I jues...what are we doing?
Nick: I think it's obvious what we're doing. He smiled, as he licked his lips.
Y/n: That's not I meant. You said, as your hands were on his shoulders. I don't think this is a good idea.
Nick: I thought you wanted this.
Y/n: I do. I really do. But...i don't want it like this. I don't want this happening just because of an argument, something that just happened out of-
Nick: Trust me, it's not like that. This isn't because of the argument. He said, moving closer, if that was even possible. I like you too, I just didn't know how to act around you. So that's...that's why I acted the way I did. He said, stroking your cheek. Trust me, this is not because of anything else. I want to kiss you, and hold you, wake up next to you...if that's what you'd like. He said, with a smile.
Y/n: I'd like that very much. You said, as you moved forward kissing his cheek. But...i think we should stop here. I don't...I'm not ready to um-
Nick: I understand. We'll wait. Kissing your forhead, as he picked up his shirt and your sweater.
After putting on his shirt, Nick helped you put on your sweater and he kissed you again.
The kiss was deepened, as he picked you up from the kitchenette and carried you to the couch. Laying you down, the kiss got even more hotter, as he pulled away before anything happened.
Nick: Y/n, I should go, before i-
Y/n: Nick. Would you like to stay over tonight? You asked, stroking his cheek.
Nick took your hand in his, as he kissed your hand. Feeling his soft lips made you smile at how sweet he was and how sweet this gesture was.
Nick: I'd love that.