Background - You're having a bad day, and you don't want to open up as you feel as though you don't want to be a bother, and you're scared to. Nick is on one of the last days of tour when he notices, so he tries texting you. You don't reply, and when he arrives home he finds you in bed. He tries talking to you, and you get stubborn. Eventually, you break down and he comforts you.
________________You've been struggling with your mental health for a while, and today was clearly your breaking point. A customer yelled at you at your job, and you just took it. When you got home, you broke down crying.
After you stop, you check your phone and see a text from Nick. He's asking how your day was but you don't have any motivation to reply at the moment, so you don't.
You get in bed, and just dissociate forgetting the world is a thing. Wondering if it even exists. You don't have work for the weekend, and you're glad to have days off.
A while later, you hear your phone go off again. You know you're making Nick grow concerned by not replying, but you just can't get the energy to pick up your phone and reply. It's too much work.
You end up falling asleep, having the worst dream imagineable. Basically shit you don't want happening in your life, ever.
On the other hand, Nick is growing concerned about you as the minutes go by.
You haven't replied to his texts in a few days, and this is not like you. You always reply to him, hence why this man is genuinely worried about you.
Because of this, he decided to come to your place tonight.
Currently, you were in bed. Staring at the ceiling. Second guessing if anyone actually likes you. If people are secretly talking shit behind your back.
You know it isn't actually true, but you can't help these thoughts.
The next thing you know, you hear someone unlocking the front door. Your eyes widen, and you turn around, shutting your eyes.
A few moments later, you hear your door open, then the light being turned on. This makes you groan.
"Is that really necessary dude." You say pulling the covers over you.
He walks to your side, and yanks the covers off of you. This results in you crossing your arms.
"Yes it is. Either I did something, or something is bothering you." He says.
"You didn't have to wake me up like that." You mumble.
"I'm worried babe." He says, getting on your side of the bed.
"It's nothing." You say turning around.
"If I give you your blankets back will you tell me? Please?" He says.
"Fine." You groan.
He pulls the covers over the both of you and turns you around.
Once you look at him, your eyes start to water. He pulls you close to him, and just holds you.
"Let it out, I'm here. It's okay." He says.
You start to cry, and you let it all out. After a while, you look up at him and say, "I love you."
"I love you too. Now what happened?" He asks, wiping your tears.
"Just my mental health being bad like usual, and on top of that I had a shitty day at work." You say.
"Why didn't you tell me? I would've listened.." He asks.
"I was scared to, and I didn't want to be a bother.." You mumble.
"Listen to me, you are most certainly not a bother. You're not annoying either. Please don't be scared to talk to me." He says.
"Sorry.." You say softly.
"No, no apologizing. All I care about is if you're okay." He says.
"I'm a little bit better now that you're here." You reply.
"Is there anything you want to do, to help you feel better?" He asks
"I dunno, any suggestions?" You ask.
"Well, you could take a shower, and I could order us some food. Then we could lay here and watch some movies?" He suggests.
"We could do that." You say.
"I'll order us some food then. Anything specific you want?" He asks.
"Just my favorite." You say.
"Got it." He says.
"I'm gonna go shower now." You say, getting out of bed.
"Alright. Don't rush." He says, then smiles at you.
You smile back, and grab a change of clothes before walking to the restroom.
After you do what you need to do, you join Nick back in bed. A while later, the food comes and he walks out to go grab it. He then comes back with the food, and you both eat while watching a movie.
For the rest of the night, you cuddle and watch movies. Eventually falling asleep while the TV is on.
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Bad Omens One Shots
FanfictionOne shots / imagine chapters about the guys. Includes fluff, angst, smut. If you are not 18+, don't read.