Jakki One Shots

OTP Writing Challenge- Day Seven

Unfortunately, the streak of posting every day is broken :( yesterday was rubbish and I was struggling to get motivated BUT luckily today I was feeling much more in the mood to write, and so here we are!

Day Seven Prompt:
Game
The otp play a game together.

My first plan was COMPLETELY different to what I eventually wrote, but I think this one is a lot more fun :)

Nikki sat on her sofa, listening to the clinking of glasses coming from the kitchen. She chuckled to herself, wondering what Jack was doing in there.

Jack had been round most nights recently. After her break up with Matt, Nikki had needed some company, someone to rant to. And Jack ended up being that person. He would just turn up at her house when he felt like it with a bottle of wine, and they would chat for hours. It was nice, having someone that she trusted so much to spill her heart out to. The opening up, the sharing things, it had brought them closer than ever.

Now, Jack had come into the room and taken a seat beside her, holding tequila and a couple of shot glasses. There was a wide grin on his face, and Nikki pondered what the hell he was up to. She liked guessing what he was thinking, most of the time getting it right.

"Let's play truth or drink," he eventually said.

Nikki burst out laughing. That was not what she was expecting.

"How old are we?" she questioned, shooting him an amused look. Truth or drink was a game for teenagers who wanted to reveal each other's secrets and cause drama. Not for a pair of adults on a Tuesday night.

"Come on, it'll be fun," Jack pleaded. He was looking at her with his gorgeous green eyes. It was a look she just couldn't resist.

"Fine."

Flashing an excited smile, Jack passed her a shot glass, filling it with alcohol.

"Ok, I'll ask first," Nikki said, "Who do you find less annoying, me or Clarissa?"

She watched him as he hesitated, opening his mouth as if he was about to tell her an answer. But instead, he brought his glass to his lips, downing the liquid inside of it. Nikki's eyes widened. That was supposed have been a simple question with an obvious answer, considering it was just the two of them in the room.

"You could have just said me!" Nikki gasped, giggling, "Clarissa isn't even here!"

"I know, but whatever I say you'll spill to her anyway."

A smirk grew on Nikki's face. She did tell Clarissa lots of things, especially if it was information to wind Jack up with.

"That is very true," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

Jack refilled his glass, now deep in thought. Nikki saw him smile to himself, before he looked up at her, making sure they kept eye contact.

"How many people have you slept with?" he asked.

With no hesitation, Nikki downed her shot, pulling a slight face at the intensity of the alcohol. That was something he didn't need to know. Jack shook his head in mock disappointment, a glint in his eye.

"Scandalous."

"Oh shut up," Nikki let out a laugh, slapping him playfully on the arm. While replacing her drink, she tried to think of something that would really wind him up.

"Which of my boyfriends did you like the most?" she said with a bite of her lip.

"I hated them all," was the reply, Jack raising an eyebrow as if the answer was completely evident.

"Even Matt?"

"Especially Matt."

Nikki rolled her eyes. It had been pretty obvious, his dislike for anyone she ever went out with. And as for Matt, she'd known that he'd always felt awkward around him, not knowing what to say. Initially, she'd never really understood why. Matt was generally a sociable person, he was easy enough to talk to. But she started to realise the reason why Jack seemed so uncomfortable. Matt was Nikki's longest relationship since she and Jack had known each other, and Jack had been worried that it would last forever.

Lucky for him, it hadn't, and she was now single. There was no longer a man in her life… or was there?

Jack could have her, if he really wanted. She'd thought about it, more often in recent weeks, what they'd be like in a relationship. Nikki had decided that they'd be good together; they'd been through the same shit. But as of yet, neither of them had the balls to make a move.

"Why did you hate them all so much? Especially Matt?" Nikki exaggerated her last two words, teasing him a little. Even though she was sure she knew the answer, she still wanted to hear him say it.

"Ah," Jack held his hand up, "You can't ask me two questions."

He's gotten out of that one, Nikki thought. She was a little disappointed. Why couldn't he just tell her?

"What's one thing you like about me?" Jack asked her, breaking her from her thoughts.

He'd wormed his way out of revealing his secrets. Two could play that game. Nikki glared at him, before chucking the shot down her throat. There was an answer sitting at the back of her mind as she stared at his attractive face, a face that had grown even more handsome in the past couple of weeks. But she knew not answering would piss him right off. And she loved taunting him.

"Why are you drinking?" Jack exclaimed, "That was an easy question!"

"I don't have to answer everything, do I?"

Nikki hadn't even realised how close they'd gotten. She had slid from one end of the sofa, and now her knee was brushing his. It sent a tingle down her spine, a tingle that she used to feel with Matt. Now Jack was causing that feeling.

For god's sake, if Jack wasn't going to make a move, Nikki might aswell try. With a deep breath, she shuffled further towards him, her leg now on top of his, gearing herself up to ask a risky question.

"Do you find me attractive?"

For some reason, she had expected Jack to play it off, maybe blush a little. But he looked at her like she'd just asked the most ridiculous question in the world.

"Of course I do," he said, "You're gorgeous."

Wow. Somehow, the plan that Nikki had studied in her head in a space of a few seconds was working. As Jack went to ask her something else, Nikki placed a hand in front of his mouth.

"I'm asking another one."

Jack tried to protest, multiple questions wasn't allowed in the game, blah, blah, blah. Nikki didn't care.

"Have you ever thought about kissing me?" she blurted out. Again, Jack didn't seem fazed by the question, his eyes glancing down at her lips.

"Yes. All the bloody time."

Nikki held her breath as Jack's thumb brushed her cheek. They were millimetres away from one another now, and Nikki was aching to close the gap between them.

"Well then what are you waiting for?" she breathed.

Jack's lips crashed into hers seconds later, hands cupping her face. The kiss deepened, Nikki falling toward him, arms wrapping around his neck.

A simple game of Truth or Drink started off as a innocent fun between two friends, and had turned into much much more.