Bad Omens One Shots

Holidays (Nick Folio)

Content Warning: Fluff

Well, it's the end of the year. Almost. Today was Christmas. Usually, you and your boyfriend Nick would go spend it with family, but this year the both of you decided to just stay home.

Actually, you both were still in bed. It was still morning, after all. Slowly, you open your eyes, and guess what? Nick was staring right at you. His eyes were like daggers.

Raising an eyebrow, you glare at him. "Is there a reason you've been staring at me like that when I'm sleeping?"

"Just to fuck with you, because I can, and because you love me." He snorts.

"I do love you, but you're such a little shit." You laugh.

A smirk forms across his face. "I may be a little shit..but I'm your little shit."

"I swear to god, you can be such an idiot sometimes." You reply.

"Oh my god, you're such a dork!" You laugh, pushing him off the bed.

"Hey!" He says, immediately getting up from the floor.

"What?" You ask, cocking an eyebrow.

"I'm getting you back for that." He says.

"Oh yeah? How so?" You say, challenging him.

He smirks, then walks towards you, pulling the blanket to the floor with you.

"Really?!?" You groan.

"You started it." He says.

"Oh, it's so on." You smirk.

"We'll see about that." He replies.

You get up, and Nick immediately tries to walk towards you. You try running away, and this ends up with him chasing you around the house.

Later on, after things calmed down, you opened gifts. Of course, you got him something fish-related. Him on the other hand, got you something you've been talking about for a while.

After this, you both settled on the couch, him laying on your chest. Christmas tree in the living room, lights on. With ornaments.

Nick lifts his head up. "Wanna just watch some movies?"

"Sure, you pick." You say, smiling.

He ended up choosing the movie "Elf", which made you laugh.

"What?" He asks.

"Nothing, just this movie is fucking hilarious." You reply.

"Mmmhmmm, sureeee." He says.

"Oh come on now, don't be like that." You laugh.

"I won't. Now come back here, I want my spot back." He mumbles, trying to get back where he was laying.

"Nothing is stopping you." You say.

He grins, then lays back on your chest, handing you the remote.

The rest of the night is filled with laughter, and of course, watching Christmas movies.