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can you do dad!nick x male reader? i don't care what is it, anything will do!

Stay at home dad! Nick.

Summary: stay at home shenanigans of Nick.

Once your baby entered your lives, they made a 360 degree turn. Nick had to plan ahead for meetings and videos, which wasn’t that easy but was way easier than having a job where you aren’t your boss. So, the both of you decided that Nick would stay at home taking care of your baby while you work the 9 to 5 from Monday to Friday.

Nick is a good dad, a dad that did all the research on internet about how to take care of a baby before they arrived. A dad that made long facetimes with his mom with a notebook and pen besides him to annotate every single tip and trick she gave him. A dad that will call his brothers for help because he can’t find the control remote of the tv, give the baby a bath and cook dinner at the same time. A dad that watches the baby sleep on the couch worried that he might turn on his sleep. A dad that tries not to cry when looking at his baby for too long.

He is a good dad, and he is a great husband too. When you arrive home dinner is always on its way (most of the time is delivery, but at least it’s your favorite). He will greet you with a kiss on the lips, helping you take out your coat and putting it on the rag.

‘’How are you, honey?’’

‘’Exhausted!’’

‘’Really? Tell me about your day.’’

‘’You won’t believe it. Our little angel decided to wake up right after you left and…’’

Nick is the type of dad that holds back his tears when he sees you and your baby sleeping on the couch, one hand on the babies back while they lay on your chest, your shirt stained with her saliva. He instead takes a picture with his phone and sits besides you playing with your hair.

Nick is the type of dad who will go to talks for ‘new parents’ and be nervous to see the room full of mothers and their babies. Nick is the type of dad who talks to these moms proudly about his husband and his pretty girl.

Nick is the type of dad to buy lots of clothes for the baby. A lot of dresses, shirts, onesies, hats, socks. Every item of clothing the baby has it, she might have more clothes than bot of you. He loves the type of clothe with silly prints of them (like animals or dinosaurs, also loves the ones with Disney or Bluey characters).

He will try to deny it, but he loves the ‘best dad’ kind of gifts. It can be a shirt or a mug, this man will roll his eyes when he sees the gift and say its corny but he will use the item 24/7.

Nick loves to read stories to his baby, also loves to sing to her. Is very shy when he sees that you are leaning on the doorframe looking at them with a smile on your face.

Nick is the type of dad to be very protective of his baby, when she starts walking and being more curious, he will have at least 5 heart attacks per day. And don’t even get me started on going out to the park, Nick would be behind the baby at every moment making sure she doesn’t fall or trip.

Nick is the type of dad who has a folder filled with photos of his baby and husband on his phone, but also has an album of instant pictures on the living room.

‘’Yes?’’

‘’My handsome husband.’’

‘’What did you do?’’

‘’I can’t call you now that you assume I need something? How rude, more film, I need more film for the camera haha. I love you, I will cook your favorite tonight, thank you, bye.’’

Sigh

Nick is the type of that adopts a dog so the baby and the doggy can grow up together.

Nick loves the weekends because you don’t have to work, so the three of you snuggle on the couch while watching a movie. Or the three of you cook together, of clean the house together, or sleep together. Anything, the weekends are always time for the three of you, one baby on the hip and one loving husband on the other arm.

Also, Nick will beg you to have another kid when the baby is no longer baby and is a toddler. ‘’She needs a sibling; she will feel alone. Believe me, I don’t know what I will do without the stupid crazy bitches of my brothers.’’ And who can say no to his pout and pleading eyes? So, the adoption process of the next member of the family starts.

PLEASE I NEED A DOM NICK FIC WITH SLUTTY FEM BOY READER RIGHT NOWW

Make it better.

Summary: Nick helps his boy (you) feel better after a long day.

TW: NSFW, cursing.

Note: this is not body neutral sadly (remember that you are always welcome to make requests)

Today was tiring, I had been studying a lot lately yet my grades aren’t improving much, I had been getting in trouble at work because I am tired most of the time. I feel bad, and I need to rest, I collapse on my couch when I arrive at my place and take out my phone to check my notifications, I see that Nick was sending me texts when I was getting home.

Future Husband >I know you are getting back to your house, so when you arrive text me >I bought you something haha, it’s a lil surprise >btw, how are you? Tell me about your day, wanna call???

I sigh while reading his messages.

Hi babe. Thanks, that’s so kind of you and I don’t wanna talk about my day, I feel kinda shitty. Tell me about yours. <

Nick answers 5 minutes later.

>I’m on my way.

What? I try to call him but he doesn’t answer. Twenty minutes later I hear someone knocking at my door, I open it and I see Nick standing there, with a warm smile on his face a gift bag whit a rose in his other hand.

‘’They ran out of bouquets; this is all they had. Can I come in?’’ his words are soft and I let him in.

‘’Why did you come?’’

‘’I wanted to make you feel better. I though maybe the gift and some company will cheer you up. Also, I know that when you are stressed out you can’t sleep well, so I’m making sure you sleep tonight.’’ He sets the rose on my dining table and I walk to him, his arms open and I immediately hug him. ‘’I’m here, I’ll make it better.’’

‘’Thank you. I love you.’’

‘’I love you more.’’ Nick kisses my head. ‘’Let’s go to your room so you can open your gift.’’ He grabs my hand and leads us to my room. Nick closes the door behind him and I sit on the bed. ‘’I think you’ll love it.’’ He grins.

‘’Well, let me see what it is.’’ I say eagerly. He rolls his eyes and hands me the bag while sitting besides me. ‘’Nick, are you kidding?’’ I take out a black mini skirt and I see him smile proudly. ‘’This doesn’t cover anything.’’

‘’I know, that’s the point.’’

‘’How am I gonna wear this?’’ I look at it and my cheeks turn red.

‘’Well, you can only wear it for me.’’ He winks playfully at me. ‘’Go put it on, preferably with nothing underneath.’’ he laughs quietly. I walk to my bathroom to change, I take out my jeans and I put the skirt on, it barely covers my ass. I slowly slide down my boxers and I walk out of the bathroom with one hand pulling down the skirt from the front. ‘’Aww, come one. Don’t be shy, there is nothing I haven’t seen.’’ I walk towards Nick, standing between his spread legs and he puts his hands behind my thighs, pulling me closer to him.

‘’It’s too shirt, Nick.’’ I say putting my other hand on his shoulder to steady myself.

 ‘’No, it’s not. Like I said, it’s only for my and your eyes.’’ His thumbs rub my warm skin. ‘’Come on, sit on my lap. I’ll make you feel good, I’ll help you forget about all those bad things.’’ My cheeks get warm again, I sit on his lap, my arms go around his neck and his hand travel up to my lower back.

‘’Where did you even bought this?’’

‘’Just around.’’ He giggles and kisses my cheek. ‘’Come on, it looks great on you.’’ One of Nicks hands leaves my back and goes to my face, inching it closer to his, and finally kissing me.

His lips are soft and they taste like watermelon. My hands instinctively go to his hair, playing with is, whole arm wraps around me pulling me closer to him, the hand that was previously on my face goes to my upper thigh. The kiss gets more and more intense, my hips roll and buckle against his and I can fell him getting hard below me.

‘’Nick.’’ I mumble between kisses.

‘’Yes, sweetheart? Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.’’ He whispers near my lips.

‘’I want you. Please.’’ I confess, my body longing for his touch.

‘’Good boy.’’ He turns to the bed and gently lays me down on it. ‘’Take off your shirt.’’ I obey and toss it on the floor. Nick takes off his shirt and undoes his pants. He places himself between my legs, his hands massaging my sides gently, his lips kissing my neck and collarbone, biting from time to time. His hands make their way to my aching length, his hand moving slowly up and down, my hips buckling a bit.

‘’Shit, Nick.’’

‘’I know baby, I know. Give me time.’’ I whine and he kisses me again, slowly and so passionately. His strokes get a bit faster and I moan into his mouth. ‘’Now, open up for me.’’ My mouth open and he puts two of his fingers in, I suck and whine into them. ‘’Good job, honey.’’ Nick kisses my check and pulls his fingers out slowly. ‘’Alright, take a deep breath.’’ I nod, and while I do I feel both of his fingers enter my hole, I gasp and he shushes me. ‘’It’s okay, I know. You are doing amazing.’’ My back arches and he presses his thumb against my sensitive tip.

‘’Fuck.’’ I mumble, his fingers moving slowly inside of me. ‘’More. Please.’’ Nick smiles warmly and moves his fingers faster, pumping them in and out faster and faster, his other hand moving again, I feel some precum falling into my stomach and my back arches more. ‘’Please, want you.’’

‘’Yeah? Want me to make you feel good?’’ I nod, my fixated on the way his hands move.

‘’Yes, yes, please.’’

‘’Whatever you want, baby.’’ his hands stop, a whine leaves my mouth, his hand reaches to my nightstand and from the drawer he takes a bottle of lube. ‘’You are so good for me.’’ He slips his pans and boxers down enough to take his hard cock out, one hand pumping it slowly, the other opening the bottle and putting it into his length. After coating all of it he inches closer to me and I feel his warmth close to me. His breath hitches when he pushes in, eyes rolling back and my hands dig into his forearms. ‘’Shit, so tight.’’

After a few seconds Nick starts moving, his hips don’t bother to built up the speed, he is slamming into me as soon as he can. Moans and curses slip out our mouth, my knees allmouth touch my shoulders, his strong arms pushing from behind my knees. ‘’That’s it, take it. So good for me, such a mess for me.’’ The room is filled with wet sounds and moans, my mind dizzy with desire, I whine and my legs tremble, I feel my warmth spill all over my chest and stomach. Nicks hips go slower.

‘’More, need more.’’ I look at him in the eyes, my cheeks red and my hair messy.

‘’Turn around, ass up.’’ He lets go of my legs and I turns around, I bury my head into the pillow I use my knees to rise my hips. ‘’Good boy.’’ Nick says and I feel a spank on my thigh. He slides in but doesn’t move. ‘’Go on, you wanted more, fuck yourself on it.’’ His voice his demanding, I feel myself twitching in excitement. My hips start to roll and move forward then slamming into his, my moans are muffled by the pillow, it’s messy and my legs grow tired quickly. ‘’What’s wrong? need some help?’’ his hands go to my hips, gripping and massaging them.

‘’Please, please. Help me, need you, please.’’

‘’Since you asked so nicely.’’ He slams into me, knocking the air out of me. His trusts are quick and deep, I feel my eyes water and my back arches more and more.  ‘’Come one, one more. Give me one more.’’ I can’t control myself; his hands feel so good around me. His trust become sloppy and uneven, his breath heavy and his grip on me tighter. “Shit, fuck. Close.’’ I let myself go again, my high moan muffled and my legs almost give out on me. ‘’That’s it, good boy.’’ Nick pants out, a few slams more and he pulls out, I feel it run all over my back. I turn around and lay on my back, my breath uneven and a few hairs sticking to my face. ‘’Good job baby.’’ Nick kisses my cheek.

‘’Feels so good, you’re so warm.’’ I mumble wrapping my arm around his neck.

‘’I’m glad baby. I’ll clean us up, okay?’’

‘’No… not yet.’’

‘’Why not?’’

‘’Want more… Need more, please, can I get more of you?’’ I ask against the crook of his neck.

‘’How can I say no to my pretty boy?’’

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‼️Hello my friend‼️

I know you receive messages daily, mostly from people asking for help but I am Rana from Gaza, a mother of four young children. My house was completely demolished, and now I and my children are homeless and now I live in a worn-out tent this winter. My husband's business has been completely destroyed, with all his training centers demolished Now there is no food, clothing, or medicine for my children. Also, I am eight months pregnant and will give birth to my child soon in the tent. I want to buy him pampers, milk, and clothing, this thing is too extensive and i dont have money

Please help me your donation is my last hope🙏🫶

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Imagine this:

You once had a warm, safe home filled with love and comfort. Your children laughed and played with their favorite toys, cuddled in their cozy beds, and wore clothes that kept them warm through the seasons. But now, all of it—your home, your children’s comfort, and your family’s security—has been reduced to nothing but memories.

Images: Images of Rana's home in Gaza, before and after the attacks.

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Story written by @visionsofaselfmademan

For Rana Abdul-Jawad, a wife and mother of four from Gaza, this is her heartbreaking reality. Her beautiful home, once a haven of joy, was destroyed, leaving her and her children in a torn and worn-out tent. They now face the unrelenting cold of winter with no warm clothes, no covers, and no reprieve. Her children shiver through each moment, vulnerable to illness from the freezing temperatures, and struggle to survive the harsh conditions.

Recently, the winter rain storms have flooded their fragile tent, soaking everything inside. Rana has spent entire nights desperately trying to stabilize it against the wind and rain, fearing it might collapse entirely. Despite her efforts, the tent cannot properly shield her family from the bitter cold or the relentless rain.

Image: Rana's tent, flooded with rain and barely holding up under the heavy winter rain storms.

Rana’s family needs your help. The soaring prices caused by war have made basic necessities like clothes and blankets unaffordable.

Rana’s plea is simple yet profound: “Please, save my children.”

Images: Rana's beloved children.

Your donation, no matter how small, can bring warmth, comfort, and hope to this family. It can mean the difference between enduring the cold and finding safety and security in these desperate times. Let’s stand together to help Rana’s children find warmth and peace again.

You can donate to Rana's GoFundMe [HERE].

This campaign has been vetted by association [LINK].

HIII, reminder that you should NOT be shy and send all the requests you want.

(please do read my 'request' post, is linked on the pinned post)

ANYWAYS, have a good day/night.

going feral at the thought of Nick calling me a good boy. im dead.

Dom!Nick HeadCanons

nick x male!reader

requested by @nicksmainbitch ✩

disclaimer: this is all fictional and based off of my own conclusions.

warnings: not proofread. nsfw. mentions of choking, slapping, spitting, overstimulation, and degradation.

NSFW

♔ he doesn’t take on the dominant role a lot, but when does, he goes all in

♔ as a dom, he enjoys mixing pleasure and pain, the line becomes very blurred when it comes to sex with him

♔ he establishes a safe word with you right away, probably something like ‘pineapple’ (idk he loves pineapple okay lmao)

♔ he’s extremely cocky (figuratively and literally)

♔ his dirty talk is on a whole other level and it’s laced with degrading words

♔ his favorite positions are doggy and missionary

♔ he has so many little kinks that turn him on when doms

♔ he’s such a tease, slowing his pace until you’re pathetically whining for him. he loves to hear you begging him for what you want.

“n-nick i-…please”

“aww is someone too fucked out to speak? good boys ask for what they want”

♔ he loves to choke you, and you love it as well, sometimes asking for it if he doesn’t do it himself

“you just love having my hand around your throat, don’t you? getting choked out like the little slut you are”

♔ he loves to pull your hair as much as he loves having his pulled

♔ when he’s sucking you off, he loves the way you tug at his strands when your cock hits the back of his throat, making him groan.

♔ when he’s fucking you from behind he loves the way your back arches for him. he’ll pull on your hair making that arch even more perfect, slapping your ass loving the way the sound echoes around the room. if there’s mirror he’ll fuck you in front of it, hooking his strong tatted arm round your neck, pulling you to his chest, whispering in your ear saying how you good you feel around him and making you watch how he fucks you numb, daring you to look away.

♔ he’s obviously more rough when he doms, thrusting into you hard and deep, and don’t even think about pushing him away or holding him back. he’ll slap your hand away, and go even harder.

“you can take it, i know you can. be a good boy for me”

♔ if it ever becomes too much though, and you have to use the safe word, he’ll stop immediately. assuring that you’re okay and that he didn’t hurt you. he’ll praise you while cleaning you up if you need it, and cuddle up next to you, giving you soft and sweet kisses.

♔ when you ride him, don’t get it twisted, he’s still very much in charge. he’s guiding your hips back and forth, slapping you or your thighs if you dare slow down. he’s holding your hips tightly in place as he fucks into you relentlessly. he’s stroking your hard cock at a steady pace, dragging his thumb across the tip, watching you unravel above him but making you ask for permission to cum for him.

“you’re shaking, baby, are you about to cum for me?”

“y-yes nick please”

“ask or i’ll stop”

“can i cum, p-please? i’m so c-close”

“good boy, make a mess for me”

♔ he loves kissing you, rough and passionate, biting on your bottom lip as he pulls away. he loves to suck and nip at your skin, leaving marks all over you.

♔ when in missionary he likes to have your legs over his shoulder giving him access to the deepest part of you, making you look him in the eyes. when he’s not pinning your hands down above your head, he’ll wrap a hand around your throat, squeezing lightly and may even spit in your mouth.

“what a dirty little slut you are, letting me spit in your mouth. are you really that much of a whore for my cock?”

♔ he is very big on praise, mainly praises for him. he gets off on hearing how good he’s making you feel, wanting to hear every little gasp, moan, and whimper.

“nngh fuck nick, you feel so good”

“so big baby, can feel you so deep mm”

“OHH FUCK NICK! mmm right there”

“mm that’s it, baby, let everyone know how good this dick is”

♔ overstimulation is his favorite thing, he loves taking you over the edge. pulling orgasms from you one after another, making you shake with pleasure, not stopping when you say you can’t take anymore.

“i know you can give me one more. look at you, so pretty and desperate to cum for me again, let me have it, baby”

♔ if you have toys, he’ll use them on you while he fucks. placing the vibrator right on your leaking tip, as he’s hitting that sweet spot inside of you over and over. letting you come so close to cumming before stopping and turning it off, smirking at the way you whine.

“mm so close. don’t worry, i’m not done with you just yet, pretty”

♔ it’s undeniable that he’s freaky, and is willing to try and give in to any fantasies you have.

♔ your pleasure is most important to him, even as a dom, loving your feedback after the night ends.

AFTERCARE

♔ he’ll carry you to the bathroom and set you on the sink while he runs a warm bath for you two

♔ while you’re waiting he’ll kiss the marks he made on you, asking if you’re hurt anywhere. you’ll reassure him that you weren’t and that he made you feel so good and you loved every second of it.

♔ he’ll get you both into the bath and clean you up while offering praises

“i’m so proud of you”

“you were so good for me, baby”

“you’re so perfect, i love you”

♔ after the bath he’ll carry you back to the bed, laying by your side as you cuddle around him with your head on his chest, he’ll pull the covers over you both, holding you close and whispering sweet nothings until you fall asleep.

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I am Nuha from Gaza. Our house was bombed and my children are sleeping without food and crying. Please donate to them and they will pray for you. https://gofund.me/d97dea02

Hello.. I am Nuha, a mother of beautiful children, living in Gaza. My heart breaks every day when I see my children living in constant fear, wanting nothing more than to feel safe. Our lives have become an endless nightmare. Whenever they hear the sound of a missile, they freeze in place, and fear fills their eyes😔🥺🇵🇸🍉💔.We froze, world, my children are shaking, where is your humanity? 🍉😔💔🇵🇸🥶🥶🥶🥶I hope you can assist my family. Thank you🙏Your donation, no matter how small, helps save my family from death.🥹🙏🏼The situation is catastrophic now in Gaza after the heavy rain and winds this week. Did you know that families in Gaza are sheltered only by some pieces of nylon and that the cold is very severe? My family is suffering from severe cold.There is no shelter to protect them from the bitter cold. Their help will save my family’s lives from starvation and may help them flee Gaza soon after the crossings are opened soon.Only people with compassionate hearts like you help and sympathize with the afflicted We don't have shelter or enough food. We sleep on the cold ground, and my children complain of cold and hunger, and I try to smile at them. I see the sadness in their eyes, and I feel deeply helpless because I cannot protect them. Every day that passes is a new challenge, and I can't imagine a future for them in this hell.🍉💔I implore you from the bottom of my heart, please help us. We need any help that can be a lifeline for us. ?🥺🍉My children deserve the chance to live in peace, and we are fighting to survive. Save us before we lose everything.💔🤍These are my children. It is forbidden for these children to be sick and hungry. They are craving everything and I cannot provide them with the simplest thing. A biscuit has now cost $20 and I do not have the money. They have not eaten vegetables or flour due to their high prices for months. 💔

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Hello 👋

🍉🍉Please don't ignore our suffering and leave us alone My name is Masa Halas from the Gaza Strip. I was displaced from the north of the Gaza Strip to the south of the Strip and the family was scattered in tents.

Winter is approaching and our tent can't withstand. We sleep in cold, fear and hunger every day.

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Reader finally decides to come out to his parents but it doesn’t go well so nick holds and comfort hims

I’m here.

Summary: during a dinner with your family on Pascua, your dad asks about girlfriends, if you have one yet, you tell him that you actually have a boyfriend, and his reaction is worst than you thought.

TW: USE OF THE F* SLUR. homophobia, cursing, talk about religion.

Note: It’s quite hard to read, so stay safe reading this one.  

It was our mandatory monthly dinner, since I moved out my parents and siblings insist that we all gather at least once a month to talk about our lives and not grow apart. Tonight was different, my older sister brought his boyfriend with her, and that of course made the topic of partner the focus point tonight.

‘’5 months together, that’s so sweet darling.’’ My mom awed as they talk about how they met, how they started dating and all that bullshit. I have been with Nick 7 months, it will be 8 in a week, I can’t bring him here and brag about how much I love him, how unfair.

‘’What about you? Do you already have a girlfriend?’’ my dad looks at me, a bottle of beer on his hand. ‘’Or are you a player like your old man used to be? You know, it’s normal for boys your age to play around until they find someone to tie them down.’’ He laughs and I try to not make a disgusted face.

‘’No, I’m not ‘playing around’. I’m actually dating someone, he’s a good guy.’’ I mumble and look at my dad dead in the eyes.

‘’What are you talking about? He? A boy, you are dating a guy?’’ he laughs, like it’s some kind of joke.

‘’Yes.’’

‘’No, no son of mine is gay. That’s not how I raised you.’’

‘’How you raise me has nothing to do with who I like.’’

‘’I should have been harder on you, you are disgusting.’’ I know my dad isn’t the sweetest man alive, but that hurted, a lot.

‘’What?’’

‘’Leave my house. I don’t want to see your face! What will the people at church think? That I raised a fucking fag, that my son will burn in hell. No, you are not my son, get the fuck out of here!’’

Tears pool into my eyes, I look at my mother and she’s looking down, tears running down her face. I stand up and run away as fast as I can, tears rushing down my face. I run and run. I realize I was running towards Nicks house; I can’t show up unnoticed. I look at my phone.

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Whinny Boy. 💜

<Hey. Tell me how was the dinner when it’s over.

<If you want to maybe we can watch a movie on call.

Nick. I’m sorry. I’m outside your house.>

<Hey?

<All good?

<Wait

<I’m going.

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I try to stop crying, I try to hold myself, I try to be strong. But I fail. And when Nick opens the door I rush into his arms, he quickly holds me whispering reassuring things into my ears. I break down, I cry like I never had before, I cry like I was a child. He closes the door and guides me into his room. I hide my face into his body, and when we are in his room I lay down on his bed, not saying a thing, quiet tears streaming down my face.

‘’Shh, I’m here. It’s over, you are okay.’’ He rubs my back. ‘’Everything it’s all right.’’

After a while I stop crying. He cleans my tears and runny nose.

‘’Wanna talk about it?’’

‘’I don’t know.’’ I whisper.

‘’That’s all right. It’s all right, honey.’’ He grabs my face, his warm hand bringing me comfort. ‘’take your time.’’ I nuzzle my face into his hand.

‘’My dad, he-… he said that I’m not his son, and that I’ll burn in hell because I’m dating you…’’ I try to keep my breath steady, but a few tears run down my face, I see Nicks eye, he wants to cry too, I can see it, but he doesn’t, he stays strong for me. He hugs me, as hard as he can.

‘’I’m so sorry, honey. I’m so sorry.’’ He rubs my back. I hug him like my life depends on it, I hug him like he’s keeping me together, and he is. ‘’You didn’t deserve to hear this, I’m so sorry.’’

‘’Can I sleep here tonight?’’ I mumble.

‘’Of course. All the days you need.’’

That night I didn’t talk a lot. Nick helped me shower, brush my teeth and change clothes, he brushed and dried my hair. I cried a bit more and he cleaned my tears and held me close at all times. He whispers sweet nothings into my ear until I feel asleep in his arms.

It was a hard night, a night I won’t forget, because it made me realize how much he loves me, and how much I love him. it made me realize that I want to spend the rest of my life by his side, and I will make everything in my power to make sure it happens.

sometimes i get shooked at you alls requests. ill still do them tho.

What about a nick x younger brother where the younger brother thinks he might be gay so he goes to big brother nick for advice ( p.s. i know this isn’t like any of your other stories but i cant stop thinking about it ) ( the younger brother is gay )

Proud of you, buddy.

Summary: you think you have catched feeling for one of your classmates, unsure about these new feelings towards this boy, you decide to ask your older brother Nick for some advice.

Note: Nick, Matt and Chris call reader ‘Buddy’. Also a bit short, hope you like this.

The bell rang, I stood up grabbing my backpack and walking to the parking lot of the school. I was excited because my brothers were home for mom’s birthday which is on the weekend. As I check my phone to see if Matt was already outside to pick me up like he said he would I feel an arm resting on my shoulders.

‘’HEY! Why are you in a hurry?’’ Jackson is my friend since I entered this school, he’s outgoing and loves to do sports and play videogames. Recently, I have started to feel weird around him.

‘’I didn’t tell you? My brothers are here for mom’s birthday.’’ We walk side by side, his arm around me, my face red and my gaze focused in front of me, I didn’t want him to look at me like this.

‘’That’s so cool. That means I’ll finally meat them, right?’’

‘’Yeah, I almost forgot mom told me you could come to the dinner.’’

‘’Of course I can go, she loves me.’’

‘’Yep.’’ I try to not let out a sigh, I try to not run away. Why do I feel like this? ‘’Hey, I think that’s Matt there, so I need to go, bye, see you tomorrow.’’ I don’t give him time to reply and rush to the car.

‘’Hey, buddy. Everything okay? You are all red?’’ Matt looks at me while I put my seatbelt on.

‘’Yeah, all good. I’m glad you guys are here.’’

‘’Me too, buddy.’’

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‘’Omg, you are actually taller. That’s amazing.’’ Chris hugs me as I entered the kitchen. ‘’I think you might be as tall as us one day.’’

‘’Soon, you’ll see.’’ I smirk, and punch him playfully.

‘’Careful ladies, my bro is not here to play.’’ I stop smiling, he doesn’t notice ‘cus he’s already sitting at the table with Matt.

‘’All right, Chrissy. Leave your brother alone.’’ Mom says while putting another plate with food on the table. ‘’Honey, can you call Nick?’’ she looks at me and I nod.

I go to Nick’s old room and knock on the door. ‘’Come in.’’ I open the door and he is taking out some stuff from his backpack. ‘’Oh, Hi. How have you been?’’ I rush to him and hug him; he laughs and messes up my hair.

‘’Do you think… maybe, we can talk after lunch?’’

‘’Of course buddy, did something happened?’’ he looks down at me concerned.

‘’No, I mean, not really. I just wanted to talk to you about something.’’

‘’Okay, after we eat, we can talk about whatever you want.’’ After another quick hug we go downstairs to eat.

We talk about everything. How is it where they live, how’s school, old friends, about mom’s birthday, dad’s new hobby, Justin wanting a new car. Just a lot of chatting, and a small pit of anxiety grew on my stomach. I know Nick won’t say anything bad, he will be so supportive, understand me, but I’m not even sure if I’m gay, maybe I’m bisexual, I don’t know if I have ever liked a girl that way? What if I do some day?

‘’Buddy, lets go.’’ Nicks hand is on my shoulder. Matt and Chris were cleaning up the table. Mom and dad were picking up a movie to watch together. Nick and I went to the backyard.

‘’So, what is it that you wanted to tell me?’’ he sits on the cement floor, I sit besides him. The breeze messing our hairs.

‘’I like someone.’’ Nick looks at me and tilts his head. I think he know; I could tell anyone at this house, I can talk about girls with dad, Matt, Chris, Justin. Why would I be telling him about my crush if they weren’t a ‘he’.

‘’Okay, and?’’

‘’That someone is a boy… and I don’t know if I’m gay or I don’t know. Also, I don’t know what to do, because I want to be with him but what if he doesn’t want the same? And I’m freaking out, so I wanted to talk with you because maybe you could help me.’’ I cover my face with my hands.

‘’Wow, that’s a lot to take in… First of all, thank you for telling me. Second, you don’t need to know what you are, you don’t have to put a label to yourself yet, or ever, if you don’t feel like any sexualities define you, that’s okay.’’ My eyes start to water up a bit. ‘’So, about this boy. What is it that you like about him?’’ I let out a chuckle.

‘’What is it that I don’t like about him? he’s the best, so funny, kind, smart. I’m afraid because he’s my best friend, and I don’t know if he likes boys. I’m terrified to mess things up.’’

‘’Ow buddy.’’ He pats my back. ‘’It’s all right, you are still young, it’s okay to mess up and be in love. You can try to ask him out, I know it’s terrifying. But sometimes being afraid it’s better than regretting not doing it.’’

I nod and a few tears start to stream down my face. I feel Nicks hands wrap around me. This reminds me when he came out to me, he cried, and I cried because he was crying, we hugged and I told him I loved him. I bury my face in the crock of his neck I let myself go, all my fears, my anxiety, it went out in form of tears. After a while I stop, I back up a bit and clean my face with my hands.

‘’Want to get something to drink?’’ I nod.

‘’Don’t tell them yet. Please.’’ Nick gifts me a warm smile and nods. He knows what I’m experiencing, and I’m so glad to have him by my side to live this and learn about myself.