House Of Wax : Nick Jones FF ✅

Eight. 8

Nick has Lilian cuddle in his chest as he sits staring at the bond fire before him. The group had sullen into their own quietness of the night. It's getting late and he notices when Lilian starts squirming on him trying to get comfortable. "Lil, baby. Why don't you change first?" He asks, knowing her habit of changing clothes before bed. He swears their laundry piles up the most because of her.

He hums in her ear when he doesn't receive a response. Causing her to let out a muffled chuckle on his chest before nodding her head in agreement. Nick smiles as she carefully stands up, taking a few seconds slow as her leg gains conciseness. All the while he held onto her head watching her cautiously.

Unknown to the couple. the friend group watches their interaction. Everyone had a different reaction to it, but all can agree that it was a pleasant sight to see whenever Nick goes all gentle and cautious around Lilian. As Lilian got up and walked towards their tent, Nick spared a glance at Dalton who imminently stood up following after Lilian.

Dalton and Nick would consider themselves as brothers. Nick could trust the other with anything even with Lilian. And he didn't have to ask most of the time. Dalton has always loved Lilian in a platonic kind of way. Whenever Nick isn't around it would be Dalton who guards her secretly. They both knew how Lilian hated being the damsel in distress that needed a knight in shining armor. So they become more secretive about their protectiveness.

Nick frowned his eyebrows together, glaring at the group before him. Just as he was sure Dalton was guarding the front of the tent for Lilian to change while having a conversation with her. He caught the group staring at him, some taunting while the others questioned. "What?" / "Didn't know you had it in you man." Blake comments first earning a growl in return.

"I'm just happy she's smiling again," Paige mutters something only Nick caught since it was between them that only knew about Lilian's past relationship. Lilian never liked talking about it, and when people ask she recalls it as another man who helped her find Nick in her life.

"We should call it a night too. Got to be up early or we'll be stuck." Wade cuts in, noticing how Carly is glaring in a certain way at her brother. Jealousy? But he shoves the thought back in his head just in time for Dalton to call out for Nick: "Dude! You coming?!"

Nick stood up first, leaving behind his beer on the ground as he stomped on his last cigar for the night. Not even acknowledging the rest as they wish him 'goodnight'. He walks into the tent right up to Dalton.

Dalton had taken off his jacket leaving him in his white t-shirt and track pants. He sat beside Lilian who was already fast asleep on the air mattress they brought in. She was in one of Dalton's clean shirts and shorts with a blanket barely covering her. "God, we sacrifice a trip to the beach. Now we're in a damn forest..." Dalton mumbles not wanting to wake the girl up, as he settles down his camera beside him.

"Hm." Nick only responds, "Lil wanted it. You didn't disagree." He mutters, taking off his shirt and throwing it into one of the bags that's been laid down. Half naked, he shuffles over to Lilian's side. Pulling her waist closer as he places her head on his shoulder. Snuggling into the back of her neck, earning a satisfying moan from her.

Dalton rolled his eyes: "Yeah? You couldn't too." Being the last, he closes the night lamp at the corner of the tent before moving into the air mattress with them. As he lays down, Lilian reaches out to her arms around his shoulder, pulling him into a hug. And just like that, the three cuddle together for the night.

Ah, the night in a forest before the morning ensues. It's like the calm before a storm, or in this case, a chaotic whirlwind of wild creatures and unexpected twists. As the moon casts its gentle glow upon the trees, one can almost feel the anticipation in the air. The rustling of leaves and distant hoots of owls create an eerie symphony that sets the stage for what's to come. The forest seems peaceful on the surface, but beneath its tranquil facade lies a brewing tempest of adventure and mischief.

It's as if Mother Nature herself is whispering a warning to those who are dead asleep.

It's two hours after midnight, there shouldn't be any walking human or being awake. But there was this lurking presence around the camp area of the group. It walked over to the closet tent first, which held Blake and Paige, their tent had a window you could see into. They slept harmless and unknowing to the stalking eyes on them.

The perpetrator moved to the second tent, this time it had Wade and Carly. Having a similar tent to the one before, only a simple glance into the window exposes him to everything. For a pair claiming to be a 'couple' their sleeping position showed differently. They slept on the same air mattress but in different directions, as if avoiding each other. They had their own separate blanket not sharing.

Next, he moved to the furthest tent. He had to circle it awhile when he wasn't able to get anything of a look inside it. He curses and decides to shoot his shot. It was late, they wouldn't be awake anyway. Carefully unzipping the entrance of the tent only halfway so it would be an easy escape and hide if anything. He was greeted with a sight that pumped his blood.

His eye automatically laid upon the girl that was squeezed between two males. Lilian's body was exposed due to Nick's wandering hand in his sleep. He goes under her shirt and raises it up unintentionally as his hand roams to rest above her breast. His hand could hide Lilian's chest from wondering eyes but still, it gave the perpetrator enough to imagine.

While Dalton had moved in his sleep, startling the stalker but still refused to run. He watches as Dalton moves to face Lilian still in his sleep. As if a sudden urge of protectiveness in him, he rested his arm around Lilian's exposed stomach. Leaving nothing else to see.

"Fuck," a hushed word was let out in the tent. Seeing that his fun didn't last. He spotted a camera near his reach, taking it. He uses this chance to record them, mostly Lilian. He zooms in on her face, taking his time as it slows down from her eyelashes to her lips. Heavy breathing was captured in the camera as it intensified the more it zooms down on Lilian.