nothing tastes the same as california air (Nix/Nick) CAUV2
So if you don't know, blueandbrady is writing an EPIC happy threesome college-AU version 2 (h3scauv2). Anyway this morning when I got up, I thought about a piece before it's h3s where Nix has to go back East for a thing and what happens when he comes home. I had more in my head but this is just what came out. and it was commanded of me to put it in my journal, so you can read it if you're into this sort of thing or keep on scrollin'.
nothing tastes the same as california air
Lewis Nixon/Nick Jonas (main), Lewis Nixon/Dick Winters (unrequited)(slight)
PG? (lol I don't even mention cocks!)
Set in blueandbrady's pre-h3scauv2! because I love it.
NONE OF THESE PEOPLES IS MINE. Title comes from Action Item's "Boy With the Microphone." Also all the mistakes are mine because no one looked over this twice, not even me!
Nix's plane landed in Los Angeles early on a Monday morning. He scowled at the window, noticing that it was gray and drizzly out. He might have been a little jet lagged but mostly he was drunk. Whatever. He deserved to be, he had just spent four days back East with his stuffy family. He stumbled through the terminal fiddling with his phone, he had several texts from both Nick and Dick. Apparently they thought it would be cute to spam his inbox while he was in the air. He shook his head but smiled despite himself as he read them.
True to form, Dick could never just pick him up from the airport, he had to come inside and wait for Nix. The familiar shock of red hair made something flop over in Nix's stomach. His groggy brain grumbled at his heart and told it to shut the fuck up but his heart gave his brain the middle finger as Dick pulled him into a hug.
"Jesus Dick, you act like I've been away forever," Nix feels himself smile as they pull away. Dick shrugs and grabs for Nix's bag, just like he always does and they turn to go. Dick bumps his shoulder and Nix rolls his eyes and shakes his head. In their language it means, yeah I missed you too.
Dick dropped Nix at his door after Nix insisted at least thirty times that he really didn't need to come up with him. Besides, Nix knew that Dick didn't cancel his early class and he probably needed that two hour nap that he'd get anyway. Nix had canceled all of his Monday classes and honestly planned on sleeping until Tuesday.
On the ride to his apartment, Nix had made up all of these fantasies in his head about dropping all of his stuff by the door and just flopping into his bed. Right in the middle, face in the pillows and not moving for at least 12 hours but all of those fantasies shattered when he flicked on the lights and found his stupidly perfect boyfriend lying nearly in the middle of the bed with his arms curled under Nix's favorite pillow. Of course, he felt like he should have suspected it, especially from Nick. Nix kicked off his pants and climbed into bed beside Nick, sliding one arm across Nick's back.
"Heyyy," Nick sleepily drew out the greeting as he turned over. His eyes are squinted with sleep and his curly hair was frizzed and tousled.
"Hey, someone's been sleeping in my bed," Nix remarked mostly because he couldn't help it. Nick closed his eyes for a second and stared at Nix, the joke clearly lost on his half asleep brain. Or it was just really lame, Nixon, he chided himself silently but Nick smiled.
"I just wanted to be here," He said while yawning and curled closer. Nix kissed Nick's forehead and Nick surged forward when Nix pulled back, planting his lips on Nix's and nearly crawling on top of him. Yep, just be there, right. Nix's hands slid into Nick's hair, holding his head as their lips met and and slipped over one another, "Missed you," Nick mumbled as his lips rubbed along Nix's cheek. Nix skimmed his fingers under Nick's shirt along his ribcage and Nick laughed and kissed Nix again before nudging Nix's nose with his.
"Missed you too."
nothing tastes the same as california air
Lewis Nixon/Nick Jonas (main), Lewis Nixon/Dick Winters (unrequited)(slight)
PG? (lol I don't even mention cocks!)
Set in blueandbrady's pre-h3scauv2! because I love it.
NONE OF THESE PEOPLES IS MINE. Title comes from Action Item's "Boy With the Microphone." Also all the mistakes are mine because no one looked over this twice, not even me!
Nix's plane landed in Los Angeles early on a Monday morning. He scowled at the window, noticing that it was gray and drizzly out. He might have been a little jet lagged but mostly he was drunk. Whatever. He deserved to be, he had just spent four days back East with his stuffy family. He stumbled through the terminal fiddling with his phone, he had several texts from both Nick and Dick. Apparently they thought it would be cute to spam his inbox while he was in the air. He shook his head but smiled despite himself as he read them.
True to form, Dick could never just pick him up from the airport, he had to come inside and wait for Nix. The familiar shock of red hair made something flop over in Nix's stomach. His groggy brain grumbled at his heart and told it to shut the fuck up but his heart gave his brain the middle finger as Dick pulled him into a hug.
"Jesus Dick, you act like I've been away forever," Nix feels himself smile as they pull away. Dick shrugs and grabs for Nix's bag, just like he always does and they turn to go. Dick bumps his shoulder and Nix rolls his eyes and shakes his head. In their language it means, yeah I missed you too.
Dick dropped Nix at his door after Nix insisted at least thirty times that he really didn't need to come up with him. Besides, Nix knew that Dick didn't cancel his early class and he probably needed that two hour nap that he'd get anyway. Nix had canceled all of his Monday classes and honestly planned on sleeping until Tuesday.
On the ride to his apartment, Nix had made up all of these fantasies in his head about dropping all of his stuff by the door and just flopping into his bed. Right in the middle, face in the pillows and not moving for at least 12 hours but all of those fantasies shattered when he flicked on the lights and found his stupidly perfect boyfriend lying nearly in the middle of the bed with his arms curled under Nix's favorite pillow. Of course, he felt like he should have suspected it, especially from Nick. Nix kicked off his pants and climbed into bed beside Nick, sliding one arm across Nick's back.
"Heyyy," Nick sleepily drew out the greeting as he turned over. His eyes are squinted with sleep and his curly hair was frizzed and tousled.
"Hey, someone's been sleeping in my bed," Nix remarked mostly because he couldn't help it. Nick closed his eyes for a second and stared at Nix, the joke clearly lost on his half asleep brain. Or it was just really lame, Nixon, he chided himself silently but Nick smiled.
"I just wanted to be here," He said while yawning and curled closer. Nix kissed Nick's forehead and Nick surged forward when Nix pulled back, planting his lips on Nix's and nearly crawling on top of him. Yep, just be there, right. Nix's hands slid into Nick's hair, holding his head as their lips met and and slipped over one another, "Missed you," Nick mumbled as his lips rubbed along Nix's cheek. Nix skimmed his fingers under Nick's shirt along his ribcage and Nick laughed and kissed Nix again before nudging Nix's nose with his.
"Missed you too."