Prompt: "Have you uttered a single original thought in this entire conversation?"
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Currently, you're living with Nicholas. Both of you have been seeing each other, but have been roommates since before that.
At the moment you were home alone, as Nicholas had gone out. You had a small argument over text and by his tone, he seemed pissed. It was over something small, you suppose.
You get up and go in the kitchen for something to drink, when you hear a car door open and close. It was loud, he seemed annoyed.
As you grab a bottle of water, the front door opens and closes. He walks up behind you and takes your water from you. You close the fridge and turn to him.
"What the fuck is your problem?" You snap at him.
"No, how about what is YOUR problem." He says glaring at you.
"Was taking my water really necessary?" You ask, clearly annoyed. He opens it and drinks out of it to annoy you.
After he does that, he says, "Have you uttered a single original thought in this entire conversation?"
You sigh, and grab another one from the fridge, letting the door of it close by itself, a noise coming from it after.
"Piss off, dude." You say walking out of the kitchen, and into your bedroom, slamming it shut. You plop yourself on the bed and look at the ceiling, thinking about how annoyed you were.
So you lay there, thinking.
On the other hand, Nicholas cursed to himself about how he handled that.
"Such a fucking idiot." He mumbled to himself. He sat himself on the couch and put his head in his hands. He ended up sleeping on the couch that night, and you slept in the bed by yourself.
You end up waking up abruptly in the middle of the night, as you had a nightmare. You look around and notice that you're alone in bed. Sighing, you lay back down.
You lay there for a bit but you just cannot get back to sleep. Thinking about going in the living room, but you don't want to fight with Nicholas again.
Sighing, you slowly get up. You left the bedroom to use the restroom, then went in the kitchen to dispose of the water bottle from earlier.
Nicholas saw you walk in the kitchen, as he was also awake. He walked in the kitchen, and you saw him once you turned around.
He raised an eyebrow, and starts to speak.
"Is everything alright?" He asks.
"Just had a bad dream, that's all." You say.
"You want to talk about it?" He asks.
"Not really. Aren't you still mad at me?" You wonder.
"No, I got mad over a dumb reason. I came in here because I want to apologize for my comment earlier." He says.
You step closer to him, wrapping your arms around him.
"It's okay, I'm over it. I just hate it when we fight." You mumble.
He holds you, and nods. "Same, I hate it too. Do..you want me to go back to bed with you?" He asks.
"I mean..if you want." You reply, looking up at him.
"I want to, that's why I asked." He says before pressing a kiss against your forehead. You lean into him before he tells you to go back in the bedroom, him telling you he'll be there in a few minutes.
You nod, and you go get back in bed. He walks in, and gets on the other side of the bed. He pulls you close to him, and tells you that everything is going to be fine.
You look at him, and you tell him that you love him.
"Say that again." He says.
"I love you." You say.
"Say it again, but with my name this time." He says.
"I love you, Nicholas." You say.
He smiles, and speaks up.
"I love you too, beautiful." He says before kissing you on the lips. You kiss back, both of you pulling away after a few moments.
You lay your head on his chest afterwards, tracing shapes on him.
"You going back to sleep?" He asks.
"I'm gonna try." You laugh.
"Just remember, I'm right here. Nothing is gonna happen to you." He says, reassuring you.
"Thank you." You smile at him.
"Of course. Goodnight babe." He says.
"Goodnight." You say before closing your eyes. You fall asleep after a while, him falling asleep later on.
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Bad Omens One Shots
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