NAK Drabbles [Ghost Adventures] ✔

13. Whipped Cream [eating ice cream]

PROMPT: eating ice cream
RATING: teen and up (internalized homophobia, language, bullying, etc.)
SUMMARY: Nick meets up with his boyfriend after football practice with his team at their local ice cream shop.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I really enjoyed writing the High School AU, so I'm returning to that universe.

Zak's fingers curled around the metal chain hanging from his belt loops. It was a habit he did when he was nervous, feeling the old curves of each metal link on his skin. Yet, he didn't know why he was nervous. This wasn't the first time they had gone on a date. But, his boyfriend always made every time seem like the first time, so maybe that was why he was nervous.

To pull himself from the habit, Zak moved his hand to the table and began to pluck at the holes in the outdoor table-- the kind where it was like a metal mesh on the tabletop and covered in a thick layer of plastic. He pulled his leg up on top of the seat next to his and leaned against his raised knee, wrapping an arm to keep the limb close to his body. Laughter of friend groups and couples rung out around him. Maybe that was why he was nervous -- his boyfriend was the best thing in his life and he was so afraid that he would just drop him and say this was all a prank or something.

"Hey, babe," his boyfriend's voice entered his thoughts, breaking any bad ideas Zak may have had.

He snapped his head up and smiled brightly when he saw the football jersey with "GROFF" spelled across it above his number.

His boyfriend swept in and pressed a kiss to Zak's lips. A sudden waft of pure sweat came over Zak's nose and he pulled away, scrunching up his face in mild disgust.

"Phew!" Zak teased, "Nick, you stink!"

Nick laughed, "Sorry, had practice, babe," and he sat down in the spot behind Zak, straddling the seat and allowing the emo kid to stay in his position and just lean back into his boyfriend's arms. Nick wrapped an arm around Zak's upper shoulders, pressing another kiss to Zak's hair, "You're not exactly complaining now."

Zak hummed happily and nuzzled back into Nick's body.

"Yo! Nick!" their moment was broken when Zak heard the voice of one of the other football players.

"Aaron!" Nick called back, waving the group with Aaron over.

Zak groaned silently as they came over, not wanting them to disturb his and Nick's space, but Nick shushed him.

"Hiya, Zak," Aaron nodded to him with no hate in his voice.

Zak nodded slowly to him, unsure about the motives under the football players words.

"I'm going to grab some ice cream, Nick," Aaron turned to Zak's boyfriend, "Want me to get you your usual?"

Nick shook his head, unwrapping himself from Zak's arms, "I'll come with you."

Zak quirked an eyebrow up at his boyfriend, as he stood up. Nick smirked and leaned down, kissing Zak softly, "I'm grabbing us some ice cream, babe."

Zak smiled gently and nodded, letting his boyfriend go.

Once again, Zak was left alone at the table and he felt suddenly aware of so many eyes on him. He turned down to look at the table again, plucking at the torn plastic. When they first started dating, not everyone was happy with them, but there was those who treated them like they just won Prom King and Queen. However, one particular person wanted to make it hell for Zak-- Veronique Duncan... Nick's ex-girlfriend.

"Zak," a voice, venomous and like a cat, pulled his attention.

Speak of the Devil and she shall appear, Zak mused as he turned to look up.

Veronique was one of those stereotypical blonde cheerleaders who had a quarterback boyfriend. But, considering the fact that Zak had the quarterback boyfriend, Veronique was practically HELL BENT on getting Nick back with her. She hissed and shoved Zak's shoulder as she walked past him. Her gaggle of girls (more like followers) walked behind her with their tall cones of strawberry ice cream that they licked almost sexually at other athlete's and jock's and giggled.

Zak wasn't injured from her push, as it was barely anything more that a shove, but there was enough of a message in it that Zak understood the shove perfectly well. He sighed, and hunched further into himself, leaning his cheek against his knee.

"Babe," Nick came up to him seconds later, placing a large banana split down in front of him with two spoons. Zak glanced at it only before continuing to pick at the plastic on the table. Nick noticed this and frowned. He returned to his spot behind Zak, wrapping his arms around the emo kid's waist and pulling him against Nick's chest, causing Zak to lift his head off his knee and unwound his arms from around himself. A nose trailed down the side of Zak's head to his ear, as fingers gently caressed Zak's sides, "What's wrong, Zak?"

Zak sighed loudly, "Nothing, baby."

"Zakkkk," Nick stressed the emo kid's name as he tried to pull the answer from him.

Zak instead reached for a spoon, carving a piece of whipped cream out and bringing it up to his lips. The cream was heavenly on his tongue. Nothing quite like an ice cream sundae on a warm late spring afternoon. He could feel Nick's gaze on him still, desperate to tell him about his ex-girlfriend, but Zak didn't want to ruin the moment with Veronique's venom.

So, Zak reached forward again for the whipped cream, but instead used his finger to take a dollop. Quickly, he raised his hand to Nick's face and smeared the sweet across Nick's face. Nick squirmed in his seat and snapped his head away from Zak's hand. Laughter resounded in Zak's ear, a sweet sound that Zak would never get over. A smile spread across Zak's face.

Nick fired back by taking a dollop of the whipped cream and place it on the tip of Zak's nose. Zak burst out laughing, as Nick tightened his hold around his boyfriend's waist, sliding his whipping cream covered cheek along the side of Zak's face.

"NICK!" Zak cried out, sitting up, grabbing one of the napkins from the dispenser in the middle of the table.

As he turned to look at his boyfriend, he wiped the whipped cream from his nose and the side of his face. Nick was laughing, dimples forming in his cheeks, and a sparkle in his brown eyes. But, Zak couldn't take his eyes away from the quarterback's figure. He looked so beautiful... and handsome in that moment with the sun blaring down behind them.

Nick reached forward and grabbed his spoon, taking a piece of the vanilla ice cream, and bringing it to his mouth. All Zak could think was, fuck... I love him.