A couple of lil short stories :)
"Nicky, have you seen my-" I stop, as I see Nicky eating my Nutella straight from the container.
"What?" He asks.
"That was my Nutella," I say, frowning.
"Oh, you want some?" He holds out the half eaten container of Nutella.
"Not anymore." I say.
"Sorry Love." Nicky hangs his head. "I can make it up to you though!"
"How? With more Nutella?" I brighten.
"No," he takes a step closer.
"With chocolate?"
"No.."
"With candy?"
"Not with food!" Nicky kisses me on the lips brushing his hands against my face.
"OHh," I say.
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Dicky's POV
"Nicky? Where are you??" I say, wandering down the hallway. His light is on in his room, but as soon as I get close it turns off.
"Here!" He says, seemingly out of breath.
Nicky's POV
"Get under the bed," I hiss, pushing Y/n. She makes a disgruntled sound at me, snorts, and crawls under the bed, rolling just in time to when Dicky opens the door.
"Hi, Dicky." I say, sitting up and putting a hand on my hip.
"Whatcha doing?" Dicky asks, sitting down on the bed and swinging his legs, almost kicking y/n. I hear a thump as Y/n rolls backwards to avoid Dicky's foot. "What was that?"
"Oh, just my cat," I invent wildly.
"Oh, okay." Dicky says. "I just wanted to ask if you can come to the skatepark with me tomorrow?"
"Sure Dicky," I shake my head exasperatedly. "Could you not have just texted me that?"
"I guess," Dicky nods. "Bye."
Dicky's POV
Wait. We don't have a cat....
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