Wc: 362

The blizzard arrives faster than expected.

One minute, snow dusts the windows like an afterthought. The next, it’s coming down hard. Thick and endless, erasing the street, the cars, the idea of going anywhere at all. Phones buzz with weather alerts, but no one needs them. It’s obvious.

You and Nick end up in the kitchen, standing a little too close to the stove while hot chocolate warms in a saucepan. He insists on extra marshmallows. You pretend to argue.

“This is a snow day,” he says, dumping another handful in. “There are rules.”

You let him win.

By the time you’re back in the living room, mugs warm in your hands, the house feels quieter than usual. An old movie plays. Something you’ve both seen a dozen times but never get tired of. The kind where the dialogue fades into background noise and the familiarity does most of the work.

Outside, the wind howls. Inside, the lights are low, the couch crowded with blankets.

Nick sits at the far end at first, curled into himself, hoodie pulled tight. Somewhere between the second act and the soft glow of the TV reflecting off the snow outside, his head starts to dip. He tries to fight it, blinks hard, shifts his weight, but the storm has other plans.

When he finally falls asleep, it’s slow and unintentional. His breathing evens out, shoulders relaxing like he’s been holding tension all day without realizing it.

You don’t move right away.

The movie keeps playing. Snow keeps falling.

Eventually, you reach for the blanket folded over the arm of the couch and pull it gently over him, careful not to wake him. He doesn’t stir. Just sinks a little deeper, safe and unaware.

You sit there longer than the movie lasts, listening to the storm and the quiet rhythm of someone you care about sleeping nearby.

There’s something comforting about nights like this... about being stuck together with nowhere else to be. No expectations. No noise. Just warmth and the quiet understanding that you’re not alone.

When the credits roll, you don’t turn the TV off right away.

Outside, the blizzard rages on.

Inside, everything feels exactly where it should be.

a/n: hi my bugs!! I'm so sorry I havent posted in sooo long and I apologize😔😔. Also, forst Nick fic??? I love all 36 of you guys so so much and I'm so grateful that you guys enjoy my content. Stay tuned for more!!🖤

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