Nick comes down from his room as I'm making pasta for all of us.
I do a lot of little things for Clay like this. Sometimes I think I'm more of a personal assistant, but I'm happy to do it since I'm paid more than enough.
"What are you cooking?" Nick asks, coming to wrap his arms around me from behind.
I smile at his gesture. Clay's in his room, so we would hear the door open. Clay opens doors really agressively.
"Pasta," I say, "I made enough for you too"
"Perfect," he gives me a kiss on the top of my head.
I love moments like these. They make me feel perfectly at home.
I turn to grab some garlic behind him. When I turn around I'm face to face with him.
He gives me a smile and he pulls me into another hug. I don't pull all the way away as I look up to him. He starts to lean in.
My stomach and heart start to flutter in the best way possible. I try not to rush, but all I want is to kiss him.
Just when our lips are about to touch, we hear Clay's door open down the hall.
Nick pulls away, and I go straight to the seasonings to grab the garlic.
I pray we don't loon like we are as frazzled as we feel.
"That smells good, y/n," Clay says as he walks in.
"It's almost ready, just a couple things to do." I sprinkle a couple different seasonings on it. I hope they taste good because I didn't bother with the recipes measurements.
Nick grabs the plates for me. I check my phone. "Oh I'm going to grab my charger from upstairs."
I make my way to Nick's room. I grab the charger from the outlet by his desk. I was editing up here while the boys were on a call together.
The sound of a door closing causes me to turn around. There in the room is Nick.
"Hey, sorry I'll get out of your way," I say, assuming he's trying to change or something.
"No, no it's okay," he messes with his hands a little bit.
"Oh well, I'm done up here anyways," I move to walk around him. I don't want Clay to wait too long and gets suspicious downstairs.
Nick grabs my hand as I try to pass him. My eyes glance to his, which have a mischievous look in them.
He moves so that our chests our pressed together. Our faces are close to each other. He waits for my response, asking permission with his eyes.
I give him a little nod.
He closes the gap between us to make our lips touch in the gentlest way.
We part ways for a moment as the kiss sinks in.
We both lean in again at the same time now. This kiss is more rushed now, more passionate.
His hands make their way to my waist as they push us closer together. My hands find their way to his hair at the same time.
I feel like we're the only two people in the world right now. The rest of it melts away.
My mind draws blank of everything I was worried about today. I forget the editing I have to do for people's videos, I forget the pasta getting colder by the second and, most importantly, I forget for just a brief moment how mad Clay would be.
The kiss feels natural, like this is the way it's always supposed to be. Me and him. Him and me. We belong. We make sense.
If only the world knew what they were missing out on.
He pulls away, out of breath. "We have to go,"
Four little words that push my adrenaline away. We have to go downstairs for dinner, so we don't raise suspicions.
We walk down the stairs together trying to contain our little laughs.
My stomach has constant butterflies throughout dinner as I reimagine the kiss over again.
I make eye contact with Nick a couple times, but each time we both turned various shades of pink.
After dinner, I submit my video thumbnail to Clay, and then I have to leave for home. Clay rushes me out before I get the chance to say goodbye to Nick, and I had no reason to go up to his room.
I leave without a goodnight kiss, but I have an excitement for our next one.
Because I can't wait till we can do that again.
.author's note.
i just wanted to add some cute lil chapters of things i think would happen throughout their secret relationship
dw there's some good stuff coming to add to the drama that i have planned
have a good day :)
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