#niff!fluff

[megan-writes-glee]

On the Third Day of Niffmas,

Nick looked down at the excited five year old. Sammy was currently bouncing around on his heels while Jeff had to keep a grip on the young boy's shoulders to keep him from running off. Not that either parent could blame the kid. It was Santa Sammy was about to see. The three had been waiting in line for what felt like an hour and finally they were next in line.

"So," Nick began, trying to distract Sammy long enough for the child in front of them (who was currently weeping on Santa's lap) to finish. "What are you going to ask for Christmas?"

Sammy's eyes brightened. "It's a secret!" He said as if it was the most obvious thing possible. "If Santa hears me telling you he won't give me anything but coal for gifts!"

Nick looked at Jeff in a confusion. "Uncle Sebastian told him that." Jeff said, bitterly. Nick and Jeff had asked Sebastian for help on finding out what Sammy wanted to make sure they were getting the right things. Sammy was a picky child after all. Sebastian had other plans.

Nick nodded, slowly. "Right, sorry, I forgot about that rule."

"You must of gotten a bunch of coal then." Huffed Sammy.

Nick chuckled. "Nah, mostly socks and underwear."

"Which is totally worse." Jeff mumbled.

"You're next." An overly decorated 'elf' said, giving the three an overly cheerful, overly fake, smile.

Sammy turned to his parents. "You stay here while I meet with Santa." He said, puffing his chest out a bit to look important.

Sammy made his way over to Santa, who was about twenty feet or so from Nick and Jeff, and climbed up on his lap, frowning at the bearded man. "You didn't get me what I wanted last year." He said, bitterly.

"Oh, my dear boy, I am so sorry. What was it you wanted?"

"A fireman."

"You mean a toy firetruck?"

Sammy shook his head. "No. A fireman."

"Like an action figure?"

"No. A fireman. You know, they put out fires and save cats and do a bunch of cool stuff!"

Santa just have Sammy a blank stare.

Sammy took that as a sign to continue. "So, since you messed up last year I picked one out for you. His name is Steve. He's really nice and lives down the street from my house!"

"Right...and how do you know this Steve?"

"He comes over and puts out the fires my dad makes when he goes into the kitchen."

"Oh. Alright, son. This year I will bring you a fireman." Santa replied, knowing he wouldn't have to deal with the kid again. He was his parent's problem now.

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(A.N:// Guys I accidentally made Steve sound like a total pedophile in the first draft. I had to cut out like ten lines so he didn't sound creepy! Oh gosh, I create accidental pedos...

Also, I love the idea of Sammy wanting an actual person as a gift. He would totally use him to clean his room XD)

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[megan-writes-glee]

On the First Day of Niffmas,

(A.N:// Okay, so first of all I'm really excited to start this! I starting shipping Niff around last Xmas and I've been wanting to do this since then (alas it was far too late to :/) so I've waited all year to do this! Now, this is going to kind of fall in the same category as my "36 Niff Drabbles" all of these are related but they are NOT in chronological order. It's completely random times but they all fall under the same universe (if that makes sense...) Also, my Sammy is in this universe so if you don't know him you should check out my Sammy tag located on my Navigation bar. Now, let the festivities begin and I truly hope you have a glorious Niffmas!)

Nick chuckled as he watched his husband attempt (and fail miserably) at making a gingerbread man shaped cookie. "Jeff, hun, why don't you go check on the rest of the dough in the fridge? See if it's ready yet." He said in his kindest tone. He knew how important Christmas cookies were to Jeff, it was a family tradition in the Sterling household to make the most colourful and detailed cookies possible. Something that Jeff was always terrible at, no matter how hard he tried. Jeff had many skills but cooking was defiantly not one of them.

Jeff furrowed his brows in annoyance as he glared down at the dough, mentally blaming his difficulties on the type of flour he was using. "I don't understand!" He said, putting the cut-out stencil down. "You used the same stencil as me like a minute ago and look-" He said, gesturing both hands dramatically over to Nick's perfectly shaped cookie-person. "Yours looks like an actual person and mine...mine looks like the aftermath of a seven car pile up on the highway during five o'clock traffic!"

Nick tried his best not to laugh but in the end found it impossible not to. Jeff was right, his cookie-person looked more like a cookie-blob than anything else. "Hun," He started after he was able to control his laughter, "You just kneaded the dough a little...okay, a lot, too much. If you touch it too much it gets all sticky and hard to make anything other than blobs. It's alright."

"Yeah?" Jeff asked.

Nick smiled, reassuringly. "Yeah! It happens to the best of us."

Jeff huffed. "Yet every year your cookies turn out magnificent and mine end up in the trash."

"Because you throw them out every year before you even give them a chance to bake. C'mon, put that...person...on the tray and grab the Christmas tree stencil. It has less thin lines so it's harder to mess up."

"Hey!"

"It's true."

Jeff sighed, looking over at the cookies that were already baked, cooled, and ready to be iced. It was an assortment of trees, people, angles, stockings, marching soldiers, and even a few menorahs (a gift that Kurt's friend, Rachel Berry, gave them at a Holiday party last year). "I think I'll let you make the rest of the cookies. I'll just stick with icing them." He said, standing up to gather a few bowls for the different colours he would use. "The sprinkles are in the cabinet, right?"

"Yeah, and just make sure not to colour the people red this time."

"They looked fine." Jeff huffed as if it was something that had been discussed many times before.

"They looked like they were bleeding, Jeff." Nick replied. "Especially the mangled looking ones you made." He added under his breath.

"Asshole." Jeff said, obviously hearing Nick's words. Those many skills that Jeff had? One of them was his bat-like hearing.

"Love you, hun."

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(A.N:// NIFFMAS HAS BEGUN! I hope there will be a few of you out there who decide to join me in my little niffmas project and make some Holiday fics, pictures, editis, etc... of your own! God how I missed writing Dramatic!Jeff! It's the funnest thing ever, I swear! I hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading!!)

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[megan-writes-glee]

(A.N:// So this was a request from warbleon36. The prompt was "niff fluff". I have a bunch of other Niff fluff fics right HURR. Just shamelessly whoring myself out here...whatever. Ha, but if you wanted to check those out, they are chillin' right over there. So, hope you enjoy!!)

"Nick! Nicky! Wake up!" Jeff yelled, shaking Nick.

Nick woke up, startled, and glared at Jeff. "What?" He said, in a tired, slightly annoyed, voice. "It's three in the morning." Nick said, looking at the clock.

Jeff frowned a little. "Nick, it's three in the afternoon...You sleep in way too late..."

Nick rolled over to face away from Jeff. "Jeff, what do you want?" Nick asked, whining a little.

"I missed you." Jeff said, pouting.

Nick rolled back over to face Jeff and smiled softly at him. "I'm right here Jeffers."

Jeff kissed Nick's forehead. "But you were sleeping. That doesn't count."

Nick chuckled and pulled Jeff down so that he was laying on top of him. "Well then you should go to bed because I'm not getting up. We can cuddle." Nick replied, tiredly.

Jeff smiled slightly. "Alright."

"Love you Jeff."

"You better." Jeff teased.

"Yeah, yeah, just go to sleep."

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(A.N:// Not very long, sorry. Anyway, hope you enjoyed. And thanks for reading!!)

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[megan-writes-glee]

(A.N:// This sounds adorable! Hope you enjoy!!)

"Nicky!" Jeff whined loud enough for the entire store to hear. "Stop fussing around. You're acting like I forced you to come here."

Nick frowned at Jeff. "That's because you did force me. You asked if I wanted to go rent a movie but dragged me to the stupid mall instead." Nick said, crossing his arms over his chest. "If you would've told me you just wanted to go shopping I wouldn't have gone."

Jeff gave Nick a cheeky grin. "I know, that's why I lied." He said, innocently.

Nick's frown deepened. "So when are we going home?"

"After we finish shopping."

"We? No Jeff, I'm not buying anything. I don't need any new clothes and neither do you."

Jeff chuckled. "Nicky, you out of everyone I know needs new clothes the most! I mean look at your shirt!" Jeff said, pointing at Nick's plain white t-shirt.

Nick looked down at his shirt, not understanding what was wrong with it. "Okay? So...why is it bad?"

Jeff huffed. "It's boring. You should wear something like...this!" Jeff said, suddenly holding up the same exact shirt Jeff was wearing only in a different shade of blue. "It's stylish and you'd look great in it." Jeff said, holding the shirt up against Nick's chest.

Nick rolled his eyes. "Whatever. If I buy this can we go home? Shopping sucks and shopping with you is even worse..."

Jeff gasped a little. "What!? Shopping with me is amazing! I have great taste! Why is shopping with me so horrible?"

"Because by the time we get back to our dorm I always somehow end up broke...even if I didn't buy me anything..."

Jeff laughed. "I can't help it if you're my sugar daddy." Jeff teased. "It's not my fault you like buying me things."

Nick chuckled. "Whatever. Just...ugh. Hurry up. Please? I'll pay for your clothes if you hurry up." Nick offered. Paying for Jeff's clothes was always the easiest way to leave the mall quickly. Nick did it every time Jeff tricked him into coming with him.

Jeff held out a thin, lacy thong and giggled a little before putting it with his pile of clothes. He then handed the pile of clothes to Nick. "Here you go. You pay over there." He said, pointing towards the cashier.

Nick looked down at the thong and blushed madly. Jeff always put sexy things in his pile when Nick offered to pay. Jeff never even wore them, he only put them in to make Nick feel like a pervert when he was paying the cashier.

Nick shot Jeff a short glare before huffing and walking over to the cashier. The cashier scanned the thong and giggled a little when she looked up at Nick who's face was bright red. "Someone's going to have a fun night." She said, winking at Jeff.

Nick choked on air a little and Jeff laughed, winking back at the cashier. "You know it."

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(A.N:// Hope you enjoyed!! Thanks for reading!!)

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[megan-writes-glee]

(A.N:// This sounds adorable. Hope you enjoy!!)

Nick laughed when he looked over at Jeff who was covered, head to toe, in flower. "Jeff! Quit wasting the ingredients!" Nick managed to say through his laughter.

Jeff pouted a little. "It's not my fault! It exploded on me like a bomb or something!" Jeff exclaimed, throwing his arms up. When he did so flower flew off his arm and onto Nick.

"Hey, watch it." Nick said, trying to pat away the flower.

"Or what?" Jeff said, teasingly.

Nick smirked a little, knowing where the conversation was going. Nick dipped two fingers into the cookie batter and flung some at Jeff. "That."

Jeff gasped a little but started laughing shortly after. "I had that perfectly measured!" Jeff laughed.

"Oh please, you didn't even use any measuring tools! You just dumped random things in and hoped for the best." Nick said, laughing as he watched Jeff try to lick the batter off of his nose.

"I don't need to measure! I'm a professional cookie backer!" Jeff said, puffing his chest out slightly.

Nick rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah, yeah...Now, c'mon we need to scoop this out and put it in the oven." Nick said, grabbing two spoons and handing one to Jeff. "Alright, so we made enough batter for about four dozen cookies and if we put twelve in at a time and they bake for ten minutes each we should be done in about forty min-Jeff?" Nick asked, realizing his boyfriend wasn't paying attention. Nick turned to face Jeff and instantly burst into a fit of laughter. Jeff was cradelling the second bowel of batter and had the spoon Nick handed him sticking out of his mouth. Jeff's face looked like a deer caught in the headlights the second Nick turned to face him.

"...Sorry..." Jeff tried to say through a mouth full of spoon and dough.It sounded more like he was saying 'zary'

Nick laughed harder. "Alright, so we have enough for three in a half dozen cookies..."

[megan-writes-glee]

(A.N:// Aw, this sounds adorable! Hope you enjoy!!)

"Jeff, sit still!" Nick said for what had to have been the tenth time in the last half hour. He put his brush down and gave Jeff a stern look.

Jeff frowned apologetically. "Sorry, sorry! It's just this is really boring!" Jeff whined. "It's hard to just stand here and do nothing but look pretty. I don't see why we couldn't do the pose I wanted to!"

Nick sighed. "First of all Jeff, there was no way I was going to paint you laying on the couch naked. Just because you wanted to feel like Rose from Titantic doesn't mean it would've turned out that way! And this is for my class. There's no way in Hell I'm letting my students see you naked! Especially since one of them is Sebastian!" Nick said, narrowing his eyes a little. The last six months Nick had begun teaching an art class. It was something that he decided to do if he ever had a painting put in a professional gallery.

Jeff sighed, dramatically. "I still don't see why I have to wear this!" He said, pointing down to a pair of shorts, a grey shirt, and a blue plaid button-up.

Nick looked at Jeff, confused. "What do you mean, Jeff? You look great like always...and besides, you picked out the outfit yourself..."

Jeff sighed again, acting as if Nick was completely missing the point. "Well duh, I always look great. I meant the clothes part in general..."

"I'm not painting you naked for my class!" Nick yelled.

"What about when you're done with this one? Can't you paint one just for us?" Jeff asked, eyebrows wiggling around like crazy. "We could put it in the bedroom." He added.

Nick chuckled. "You mean we could put in on the ceiling so you could stare at yourself naked when we're having sex...Jeff, that's almost cheating." Nick said, jokingly. "Though that would be a nice image to stare at before I fall asleep every night..."

"Pervert!" Jeff giggled, throwing an accent pillow at Nick.

Nick caught the pillow and laughed. "Hey! It was your idea!" He said, chuckling. "Now, sit still so I can finish this painting! We can talk about doing another when we're done..."

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(A.N:// Hope you enjoyed!!)

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[megan-writes-glee]

(A.N:// Aw, this sounds adorable. Hope you enjoy!!)

"Hey Blaine, have you seen Nick?" Jeff asked, poking his head in Blaine's dorm room.

"Uh, can't say that I have. I saw him about an hour ago, he looked pretty upset." Blaine said, looking up at Jeff from his textbook.

Jeff frowned a little. "Upset? Ah, alright, thanks Blainers. I'll talk to you later. Thanks dude." Jeff said before, running down the hall. He immediately ran to the library; the one place Nick always felt safe and comfortable. It was the place that the two had met. They were in the second grade Nick had just transferred to the school and got lost so he ran to the school's library and hid under a table. Jeff's class just so happened to be in the library that day so Jeff coaxed him out from under the table and they had been friends ever since.

A few minutes later Jeff found himself at the entrance of the library. He pushed through the thick oak doors and smiled at the librarian. The librarian smiled and pointed towards the back of the library. "He's over there."

Jeff nodded. "Thanks ma'am." Jeff said before heading back to the horror section. A few minutes later Jeff was sitting on the floor of the library, leaning his head on Nick's shoulder. "You wanna talk about it?"

Nick shook his head. "Not really." He said, annoyed.

Jeff chuckled. "I will never understand how reading about graphic murders makes you feel better." He said, starting to read along with Nick. "Oh, and now the main character is being impaled by a sword..."

Nick remained silent.

"So, you wanna talk about it now?" Jeff asked, poking Nick's side a little.

Nick sighed loudly before looking over at Jeff. "I just...I'm just not having a good day."

Jeff nodded a little, knowing that's the most Nick ever said when he was upset. He always waiting until he calmed down to talk.

"You want me to leave?" Jeff asked, quietly.

"No." Nick said, resting his head on top of Jeff's.

Jeff smiled a little. "Alright."

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(A.N:// Hope you enjoyed!!)

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[megan-writes-glee]

36 day

(A.N:// Alright well, I'd hate myself forever if I skipped Niff day! It's just a drabble but I hope you enjoy still!! :D)

"Nicky!" Jeff yelled, jumping on top of a sleeping Nick. "Wake up!" Jeff exclaimed, rolling around on the bed.

Nick gave Jeff a sleepy glare. "What?" He said, in a low and tired voice.

Jeff gave Nick a large, cheeky grin. "Guess what day it is!?"

"Jeff...it's late. Let me sleep, I'll pay attention to you tomorrow." Nick said, trying to fall back asleep.

"Nicky, it's midnight." Jeff said, poking Nick in the cheek.

Nick chuckled a little before looking back up at Jeff. "Ah, then I guess I can forgive you for waking me up then." Nick said, propping himself up on his elbows.

"Happy anniversary Nicky." Jeff said, leaning down and kissing Nick.

Nick smiled as Jeff pulled away. "Happy Anniversary Jeff."

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(A.N:// Yay for 36 day. Haha I love us Nifflers XD We made up our own week, AND gave ourselves two special days (36 day) :D Seriously, us Nifflers rock!)

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