Nick doesn't mean for things to get out of hand, but they do, they do and it's not only the weight of his father's words that make his body feel heavy like lead, pushing him to ever greater extremes, and the pills that he's recently found himself carrying around in his pockets can only make him feel so much lighter before he comes crashing back down, but then he knows that he's gone too far, when he feels his stomach twisting in on itself, and it's not going away, it's not going away, because all he can think about anymore is big hands and soft skin and words that get him higher than he's ever been, until he'll disappear into the sky like the thin smoke that floats from his cigarettes. - Nick is self-destructing and accidentally falls in love. ~~ There are tags I didn't use because I didn't want to give away the plot, so keep in mind that the rating is mature (There won't be anything too graphic, I just wanted to make sure). Thanks. ~~ *I'm also uploading this on ao3.
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