JaDine Oneshots & Drabbles

Two-Body Interactions (AU)

(AN: JaDine as university students)

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Nadine was not in the best of moods.

He'd promised her. He'd promised. He'd smiled and assured her that yes, of course they could meet now that their day offs finally finally coincided. And that of course he missed her too, and he'd be waiting for her in their usual restaurant.

And though she'd thought he sounded very tired when they last talked on the phone, though she'd been a little concerned about the vague tone his mails had taken in the last month, she'd never for a moment doubted him.

Until he'd failed to show up. He hadn't been waiting. He hadn't come.

She'd tried to call his phone but he wasn't picking up. She was worried. It wasn't like James to break a promise. She'd try calling his friends then, and luckily Bret picked up. Her concern quickly turned to irritation as her friend had tried to explain how James might still be in his condominium, probably asleep because as far as he knew, he was still working on his thesis proposal.

His thesis. Again.

She just had enough of it. She could understand how the thesis was important for James as a university student but couldn't he-for the love of her sanity, forget about it for one freaking day? Just a few hours would do! She had tried to ignore the feeling of disregard for too long now. She hadn't even seen her boyfriend for about a month now! They had last seen each other during a friend's birthday and it was already a month since then.

And he stood me up for the freaking term paper?? And he'd promised me! He'd promised me would see me today!

Nadine had snapped.

Looking murderous, she had stomped out of the restaurant and hailed the first cab that passed by. She needed to talk to James.

They had reached James' condo very very quickly; the cab driver drove fast (it might have to do with the murderous look Nadine had given him).

She'd jumped out of the cab after paying, entered the building and quickly walked to the lift. She got off the elevator at James' floor -11th, and marched towards his room. She didn't even bother with knocking and just used the spare key James gave him and barged inside.

It was dark inside and very messy. Nadine closed her eyes and sighed, feeling some of the anger already melting away. James was just so hopeless sometimes.

"James!" She started calling, turning on the light as she goes. No one was answering.

Finally, she reached his bedroom. And when she turned on the light, it was to see James basically swimming in papers.

Nadine let another sigh out as she took in the scene. It was more than messy in there. James' books from university was scattered all over his bed and James himself was fast asleep on his computer chair, head lying on his study table with stacks of paper covering his face from view.

She could feel the rest of her resentment fading away as she took cautious steps towards the slumbering young man.

She shook her head when she got a good look at him. He looked like he hadn't slept for days. There were bags under his eyes and his eyebrows were furrowed (in discomfort, Nadine guessed). His position didn't really seem comfortable.

Nadine grudgingly let a small smile grace her lips. Sometimes she just couldn't help but want to mother James. He was just like a child every so often.

Nadine walked towards the bed and took a pillow. She then walked back to James and placed the pillow behind him, on the computer chair and adjusted the chair's back rest to lie a little more flatly.