BLOOM'S OSC ONESHOTS (CLOSED FOR A BIT)

Jealousy, jealousy [Knife x Nickel]

Requested by: pp12345jskske

My jealousy, jealousy
All your friends are so cool, you go out every night
In your daddy's nice car, yeah, you're living the life
Got a pretty face, a pretty boyfriend too
I wanna be you so bad,
and I don't even know you



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As the day slowly turned into an evening, the majority of the contestants had already settled in their rooms. Knife gently shut the door behind him as he entered the shared bedroom. He stepped closer to the bed and immediately realized that something was off.

He noticed Nickel was laying on the side of the bed, his back facing directly at him. He seemed to be scrolling through his phone and was completely silent. The room was slightly dimmed and the only sound was his fingers typing.

Knife stifled a smile. He had quite the busy day, forgetting to occasionally check up on Nickel like he usually did. It seemed like he was sulking about it. Quite typical of him.

He quickly headed to the bathroom to get ready before going to bed. When he finished getting ready, Nickel was still in the same exact position from what he saw before. He walked closer to the bed, going under the covers and purposely sitting a little farther from him than usual. Nickel still didn't say a word.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke up.

"Hey, how's your day?" He innocently asked, leaning closer to nickel. There was a brief pause before Nickel replied with, "Fine." He could sense the bitterness in his tone.

Knife had a smirk on his face. He was in a horrible mood for sure. He looked over to his side of the bed and inched closer.

"You sure? You seem upset."

"I'm fine, just spent the day alone. By myself." The sarcasm was evident in his voice as he shifted under the covers, still not looking at him.

"Ah, I see how it is."

"What?" He attempted to sound disinterested, but ended up failing.

"You're jealous." Knife pokes his cheek a couple of times, a proud smile on his face. He instantly knew what was up from that response.

"Jealous? I'm not." Nickel mumbled, still avoiding eye contact completely.

Knife laughs, wrapping an arm around his waist as he pulls Nickel in closer to his body. "Awh, you poor thing. Cmon, don't be so cranky." He says, inching closer to the point where he's pressed up against Nickel's back. "Did I accidently ignore you today?"

"More like abandoned." He grumbled, shoving his face in the other man's chest. Knife felt a tiny bit guilty for actually ignoring him, but he was never gonna say that to him.

Knife gave him a quick peck on the head as he continued talking. "You're acting like it's been weeks, it was just for a few hours." He said, just to mess with him a little more. He let out another grumble in response, but his mood was slowly softening as the conversation went on.

"Might as well have been a few weeks. So shut it." He was being completely honest and was more upset than mad now. Knife leaned closer, putting his head on Nickel's shoulder as he continued.

"Okay, I'm sorry for that." He mumbled into his ear. Truthfully, he found it kinda funny because of how upset Nickel was. "How can I make it up to you?"

Nickel finally looked over to face him, giving him a glare. "I don't know. It has to be more than a dumb apology." Knife hummed in response, getting an idea of what he wanted.

"Right...how about," He pauses, grabbing Nickel's face. Nickel's breath hitched as Knife pressed a quick kiss on his lips before continuing. "This?" The other didn't respond, just staring at him back with a slightly dazed expression. He could tell that he liked it.

"Two kisses, then?" He grinned. Before he could respond, Knife started softly peppering his face with little kisses all over. Nickel let out muffled protests as he attempted to free himself from his tight grip around him. After a moment, Knife stopped, finally giving some space for Nickel to actually breathe.

"You forgive me now?" Nickel paused for a moment to catch his breath before replying.

"...I guess." He avoided eye contact and seemed a lot less upset than before, his earlier bitterness completely gone.

"Good, we can't have you all moody now, can we?" He said lovingly, pulling Nickel's body closer to his as he plants another kiss on his head. He mumbles something incoherent and buries his face in his shoulder as a response.

They both laid there in a comfortable silence as Knife would occasionally squeeze Nickel, making a muffled squeaky sound come out of him. They eventually both drifted off to sleep, Nickel falling asleep first.

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Word count: 851

I couldn't resist adding a reference okay...

Anyway, I'm not doing very well (mentally and physically) at the moment. But, I'll continue writing as usual (even if I'm sick, that won't stop me from writing. So, just a heads up!