𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚 (discontinued)

𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨

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𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰

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NICKISNOTGREEN
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I wake up unwarranted, to the rapping noise of someone knocking at my door. I look over at my bedside table, checking the time.

3:25 am

Who the hell is at my apartment at 3 in the morning? I get up quickly, as to stop the continuous knocking.

I unlock my apartment door, only to see Nick, in his pajamas, a huge smile on his face.

"Nick? What're doing here at three am?" I ask, clearly emphasizing the 'three am".

He doesn't respond, he just grabs my hand, closes the door, and drags me down the stairs to outside.

"Nick? Where are you taking me? NICK! WHERE ARE YO-" I was cut off by the sight of white falling from the sky.

It was snowing.

"Oh." I say, now understanding why Nick wanted me to follow him.

"It's snowing. It's pretty, Isn't it?" Nick asks, finally saying something.

"Yeah. It is." I say, looking up at the sky, watching the little white flakes float through the sky.

I look back at Nick, and he was turned around, kneeling toward the ground.

"Nick? What're you- no. Nick, put the snowball down, we can talk about this." I say, putting my hands up in surrender, stricking a deal with him.

"There's no way out." He says, lifting his hand to throw the snowball, a sadistic expression plastered across his face.

"NO!" Before he could throw it, I run behind a tree, seeing the snowball whiz by.

I let out a sigh, thankful the snow didn't hit me. My face turns sour, now realizing what'd happened.

This is war.

I look to my left to see Nick standing close to me, holding another snowball.

"Run." He says, before rasing his hand again.

My eyes widen, and I run away from him. I run to the side of the building, away from Nick. I hide behind the AC box, making sure I was prepared. I grab a handful of snow. I make sure it's compact and big; the perfect snowball.

I sit, waiting for Nick to find me. I see his shadow above me.

He thinks he's got me.

I immediately throw my snowball backwards, hitting Nick straight in the chest.

I look back, a smug smirk on my face. He looks mad. He looks me straight in the eye, before looking at his hand.

Holy fuck.

The snowball was 20x the size of mine.

The time slows. I don't even have time to cover myself before it hits me straight in the face.

The snow gets in my eyes and goes up my nose, completely giving me a face freeze. It honestly hurts. A shit-ton.

My eyes start to water, and I wipe my face off. I start trying to make my face less cold, but I didn't have a jacket on.

I look toward my lap, trying to keep my tears in. I couldn't cry over a stupid snowball fight. Sure, it hurt like hell, but I didn't want to ruin the fun.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Nick asks, kneeling down to me.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you." He continues, lifting my eyes to meet his.

"Oh shit, I did. I'm so sorry Y/n." He apologizes, pulling me into a tight hug.

"i didn't mean to hurt you, i swear." He reasons.

"It's ok Nick, I know you didn't mean to." I sniff, hugging him back.

He pulls away slightly, still keeping his hands on my waist. He looks at me, searching my eyes.

I nod, signifying that I was okay.

He breathes out if his nose in relief.

"I'm still a little cold though." I say with a crooked smile.

He gets up, gesturing his hand for me to grab so I could get up.

I grab his hand, lifting myself off the ground. He walks us back inside, making sure we didn't get snow everywhere.

We walk back into my apartment, closing the door behind us.

Nick tucks me into bed, making sure I was warm, and he walks to the kitchen.

"Do you have any hot chocolate?" He asks from the other room.

"Yeah it's in the first cabinet on the right." I vaguely explain where it is.

He comes back into my room a few minutes later, two cups of steaming hot cocoa in hand.

He puts one on my bedside table, for me to drink. I thank him, sitting up from my blanket coccoon, and grabbing the drink.

"You're welcome. I really am sorry for hitting you in the face like that." He apologizes again.

"Its okay, it just hurt a little bit. Not too much." I say, taking a sip of my delectable hot drink.

He sits next to me on my bed, kicking his feet up. We sit together drinking our hot chocolate and talking about whatever we wanted to.

I yawn several times in our conversation, unintentionally.

"Are you tired?" He asks.

"Yes you dumb fuck you woke me up at 3 am just to hurt me." I make a point.

"I said I was sorry!" He complains.

I laugh, putting my empty cup on my table. Nick hands his to me so I can put his on the table aswell.

He gets up, turning the lights off, and crawling into bed with me.

"Goodnight Y/n." He says, pulling me closer to him.

"Night, Nick." I say, cuddling into his chest.

He kisses the crown of my head, and hugs me tighter.

I fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes.

FIN.

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