Imagine feeling depressed. You had woken up with a terrible sadness hanging over you for virtually no reason and it wouldn't go away. Nick had gone out to get coffee so you stayed in bed, unable to find the motivation to get up. You dozed off again, glad to escape from the terrible feeling you had for awhile. You were awoken by the sound of the bedroom door creaking open. You opened up your eyes to see Nick, trying his best to be quiet but failing miserably, walking towards the bed with two cups of coffee.
"Morning, love," he said as you sat up so he could hand you a cup and sit down next to you, "sleep well?"
You nodded your head while you took a sip, "I slept alright," you said in a low voice.
Nick's brow furrowed as he watched you sullenly look at your coffee, "Are you feeling okay?"
You looked up to see a concerned expression painted his face and you softened a bit.
"Just a little down, that's all," you said.
He reached his hand over to rest it in yours, "You can tell me anything, you know."
You gave him a small smile as he gave your hand a squeeze, "I can't figure it out," you said softly.
"Figure out what?"
"Why you put up with me," you said with a little laugh.
He shook his head and gently removed the cup from your hand to set it on the table next to his. He pulled you into a hug and held you in a warm embrace.
"(Y/n), I don't just 'put up with you', I love you," he said before he pulled away to look at you, "I always will."
You felt the pit in your stomach disappear as you looked up at his sweet smile and kind eyes, which glimmered as they gaze into yours. You grabbed the neck of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. He was a bit surprised at first, which made you giggle, but then you felt his arms wrap around your waist as you both slowly laid down on the bed. He rolled both of you onto your sides and held you as close as he could.
"I don't know what I'd do without you, Nick," you breathed in between kisses.
"I don't know what you'd do either," he said and you felt him smirk into the kiss.
You pulled away and playfully smacked him, making both of you burst into laughter.
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Pink Floyd Imagines
FanfictionJust like my Keith Moon book, there aren't enough imagines out there for Pink Floyd, so I'll be writing a lot here! So if you're looking for stories for Syd, Roger, David, Rick and Nick, you know where to find them! Requests are the best so don't b...
