𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 || rini au

daddy issues

nini's pov

i awake to find myself tangled up with someone in somebody else's cabin room. i open my eyes and turn over to see ricky dozing off, his arms wrapped around me and his hands pressed to my back. i feel his chest rise and fall as he breathes, and i can't help but smile. i would just go back to sleep, but he's snoring. i'm not mad, though. it's actually kind of cute. i know i should probably get up, but it won't hurt to stay like this just a little longer. i'm just waiting for my alarm clock to start screaming at me and wake me back into reality. but it doesn't. because this is actually happening.

after a while, my phone goes off, which fully wakes the two of us up. ricky lets go of me as i awkwardly roll over and see an incoming call from carlos. i also have twelve missing texts from kourtney, but i'm definitely not in the mood to answer them right now. i answer the call and turn to look at ricky, who's just laying there smiling at me.

"hey!"

"hey girlie! seb and i are going out for some hot chocolate while everyone else is off skiing, do you wanna come?"

"sure, i'd love to!"

"okay, see you then!"

ricky's pov

"hi," nini says with a smile on her face after hanging up her call and rolling over to face me. she's so goregous when she wakes up. i probably look like a fucking disaster.

"hi."

"do you wanna get hot chocolate with me later?"

wait, just the two of us? like a date? no. maybe. yes. definitely. always. wait, shit--i promised red i'd go skiing with him later.

"i would, but i told red i'd go on the black diamond with him. rain check?"

"for sure."

"i'm really glad we're friends now, nini," i say after a moment of silence. her smile immediately fades, but she puts it back on and nods before leaning over and grabbing her phone.

shit. why would i say that?! i didn't mean it in a bad way!

"i should probably get going-"

"oh, yeah, probably."

nini's pov

oh. okay. so he just wants to be friends? that's fine. really. it is. totally. that doesn't mean that i can't wear his clothes, though. because there's no way i'm taking off his sweater anytime soon. it's cozy, and it smells just like him. i can't explain the scent, it just smells like ricky.

seb, carlos, and i walk into the the lodge's snack shack, taking a seat at a booth with ashlyn. we all order hot chocolates--with extra mini marshmallows, of course--and talk about our trip so far. i try to avoid the topic of what happened with e.j, because that's the last thing i want on my mind right now.

"why do i feel like i've seen that sweater before, nins?" seb says.

"wait a damn minute..." carlos says with wide eyes, setting down his hot chocolate.

"it's ricky's, okay??" the group bursts into a series of oohs and ahhhs and laughter, trying to get more information out of me.

"we're just friends!"

"is that why you spent the night in his room last night?" ashlyn accuses. i groan and try to fight the embarrassment, but the questions just keep on coming.

"i fucking knew it!!"

"nothing happened!"

"girl-"

"i mean, it was inevitable after he practically begged me for advice on how to get you to like him the other week," ashlyn says.

"wait, what?!" i do a spit take with my hot chocolate at the news, causing the entire group to burst into laughter.

"yeah, didn't you think it was weird how all of a sudden he was a massive feminist?"

"oh my god, it all makes sense now.."

"we all saw it coming," carlos laughs.

"i didn't!" seb yips. me neither.

so maybe he doesn't want to be just friends? i know he's changed, but one thing hasn't--he's still the most confusing person i've ever met. i just need time alone to process this. or maybe i need to find him?? i don't know. another thing that hasn't changed--i'm still just as indecisive as when we were little. i guess some things never change, right? after our little hot chocolate break, i make my way back to my room, walking in on kourtney sitting on her bed.

"hey, nins!"

"hey."

i'm not ready to talk to her. where else can i go?

"can we talk? please? we can do face masks!"

"no, uh.. i have to be somewhere." i grab my swimsuit and rush into the bathroom, shutting the door on kourtney. i change into my red bikini, tying my hair up in a bun on top of my head. i decide to just go down to the hot tub and relax for a bit by myself. i just need a second to process everything that's happened. i walk downstairs and turn the corner to see ricky sitting there in the hot tub by himself.