The Artist: A Dricki Fic

Chapter 3

July 10th 2012...

Nicki was round drakes again as he did the finishing touches to her painting. He made the final marks before placing down his brush along with his palette. "There we are done,"

"Can I see it?" She asked, curious to finally see the masterpiece he had been working on.

His response was simple. "No,"

"Why not," she scrunched up her face in confusion, and he found it the cutest thing 0ver.

"Because I don't want you too," He winked at her, before picking up the canvas and taking it to one of his art rooms.

"Bit rude don't you think considering its of me,"

"Rude? not at all," He called out from the corridor.

Nicki picked up one of his paint brushes and put some paint on it before following him out of the room. She found the room he was in and waited by the wall outside making sure he couldn't see her. When he stepped out she flicked the paint causing most of it to go on his abs. He was shocked. it caught on once she ran off laughing. He went and got himself a paint brush and drew tribal stripes on his face before slowing creeping around to find her. He heard a creak from the guest bedroom and light footsteps coming towards the corridor, so he stepped into his bedroom and waited until she walked out. he flicked paint onto her and it also went onto her stomach. She turned and laughed at him before they had a paint war. Drake was dressed in some basketball shorts but remained topless while Nicki wore nothing but her lace boy shorts and bra. She went to run away but drake picked her up and spun her around as she laughed.

"Stahp Brey!" She said through a fit of giggles.

"So now you wanna stop, even though you started it?"

She just laughed causing him to do the same...

They ended up on the floor of the guest bedroom with him laying next to her. "You did bring and extra pair of clothes right?"

"Of course I did. I wouldn't start paint war with you if I hadn't," She said as she looked at the ceiling above her. They both laughed. She turned and looked at him as he looked back at her. He watched as she straddled him before writing her name on his chest in orange paint. She also drew a love heart next to it.

"Yeah its fine, you can draw on my chest," He said as he watched her.

She chuckled before replying "You're covered in paint anyway,"

"Fair enough," He said with a shrug.

She looked into his eyes as he did the same to her. He sat up and rested his forehead against hers. She put the paintbrush down and took his face into her hands before kissing him. He obviously didn't object and instead kissed her back. He let his hand run through her hair as they kissed. She pulled away first and for some reason the room didn't go awkward. It was as though Derrick no longer existed.

"You're Perfect," He complimented as he looked into her eyes.

She blushed. Again it wasn't the compliment, it was the way he said it. It was like there was something different about his voice when he complimented her. She leaned in and kissed him and again and let it last a little longer this time before pulling away again and getting up to go into the ensuite. She closed the door behind her and not long later Drake heard the shower running. He stood up and decided to clear away all of the mess from the paints before going to shower himself.

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When Nicki finished getting dressed she went into the living room and decided to watch some TV as she waited for drake to finish. Not long later she heard footstep walk into the living room. She turned and found drake with only a towel wrapped around his lower half and water droplets still making their way down him body as he walked through a door. When he returned he had some clothes in hand. He saw her looking at him and winked causing her to blush. She bit her lip and focussed her attention back on the TV.

Not long later he came and joined her, now dressed in some grey skinny sweats and a white t-shirt. He took a seat on the couch next to her before putting his arm around her and pulling her closer to him. "What are we watching?"

"Big Bang theory," Her eyes remained glued to the tv.

He just settled and watched for a bit with her before receiving a text from his guys asking him to come out for drinks with them later that night.

"Who you texting?" Her attention was now more focused on him. 

"The guys, they want me to go out with them tonight, bowling then some drinks,"

"You should go,"

"mm I dunno," He replied back to her statement, not really interested in the offer.

"You should. It'll be a chance for you to hang out with someone other than me," She chuckled causing him to join in.

"Yeah I guess so,"

It went silent for a little bit before he decided to break it. "What are your plans for tonight ?"

"Dinner with Derrick," her response showed her lack of interest on the topic. He could hear the hint of sarcasm in her voice and it caused him chuckle.

"How's it going with him,"

"Same old. Him and his work. It's like he doesn't care about me," She said with a shrug.

"I'm sure he does baby girl, he'll change soon," He reassured.

"I hope so," She sighed before standing and stretching. "Anyway I think I should head off now, seeing as we both have places to be," She picked up her jacket from the table and put it on as he just watched her every move. "What?" She asked seeming slightly confused at why he was staring at her.

He smiled at her before standing and placing a kiss on her temple. "You just interest me. I love watching the way you do things, even as simple as putting your coat on,"

She blushed at his compliment and bit her lip before looking away from him. She picked up her bag and shouldered it. He moved out of her way and walked with her to the door. It was silent until she decided to say something. "So, I'll see you next week ?"

"Sounds fine by me, you can always come along earlier to see it, but it's whenever suits you best," He gave her a small smile and they leaned in and shared a brief embrace before saying their goodbyes.

He  closed the door once he was out of sight and went to get himself a drink as he still had an hour before he would be going anywhere with the boys. Once he had poured himself a glass of wine he headed over to the room that he kept his paintings. He stood back and looked at his newest additions. Three fairly different but fairly significant paintings of the woman who he was falling madly in love with.

"She's gonna love these,"

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"Derrick!" She called into the almost silent house. "Can you come and help me with my dress,"

She heard his foot steps making their way up the stairs and he soon appeared in the room and stood behind her doing up the zip on her dress. She ran her hands down her outfit and looked at herself in the mirror.

"You look beautiful," He spokes gently to her as he also stood and took in her appearance.

"Thank you," her response was quiet but she knew he had heard her. His words didn't have the same effect, but she wouldn't dare tell him that.

"Are you alright?" He asked sounding a bit confused. "You seem really off with me today have I done something ?"

She made eye contact with him briefly through the mirror before she responded. "No I'm fine, I'm just a bit tired that's all. Wasn't really up for going out,"

"We don't have to go if you don't want to, we can always cancel and reschedule,"

"No it's fine don't worry. Come on, we better get going or we'll be late," she gave him a small smile before walking past him and down the stairs.

He didn't buy into it one bit, but let it subside because he knew they both needed a good night out.

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