Nobody Knows It But Me
Ch 9
Nick/ Greg
PG
Yeah, I own them and the flying pig and the cow that jumped over the moon. They all get along rather well…

Summary:
Hold up! Are they actually *talking* to each other?! *smile*


Ch 9
*Nick followed him with his empty bowl and the plate the sandwiches had been on. “G? What are you talking about? You said this was your fault, but you didn’t know they planed this. Please, Greg. Tell me what’s up?”*

Greg’s shoulders slumped. “I’ll make coffee and then I’ll try to explain.”

Nick nodded even though Greg wasn’t looking his way. He turned and went back to the living room. He decided he couldn’t just sit there so he stepped outside and picked up the muddy clothes. It was still raining and the temperature had dropped considerably. He put them one by one on the porch rail so the rain would rinse some of the thick mud off. Tomorrow he could wash and dry them. Nick quickly went back inside to sit by the fire.

Greg stayed in the kitchen while the coffee was brewing and washed dishes. He psyched himself up to tell Nick his theory. He had heard Nick go outside and heard when he came back in again.


Greg brought Nick a fresh cup of coffee and a fresh ice pack for his wrist. He went back after his cup.

They settled on the couch and Greg looked into his coffee mug. “Remember when we had breakfast at Charlie’s 24/7 last week?” started Greg. At Nick’s nod he continued. “Well, after you left I kinda let it slip to Sara about being attracted to you.” Greg blew on his coffee. He didn’t dare look up. “I’m sorry. I know you regret what happened between us. And …”

“I don’t regret it, G,” whispered Nick.

“…now I don’t even have your friendship… What?” Greg’s head snapped up. “Wait a minute … you *don’t* regret it?!”

“No,” blushed Nick.

Greg looked at Nick, “Then why did you ignore me the next night at work?”

“I uh, didn’t know how to handle it,” Nick shrugged. “I figured I would just follow your lead…”

“I guess I was following *your* lead,” said Greg with a grin. “What schmucks we are!”

“Yeah,” agreed Nick.

Greg took a sip of coffee. “So, why were you flirting with …what’s-her-name?”

“To try to make you jealous,” Nick said simply. He blushed into his coffee. “Then you didn’t even let on that you saw me.” He huffed a laugh. “I thought it… we …that night had meant nothing to you,” whispered Nick. “Just another… you know, ‘Greg Experiment’.”

“Well, it did. Does.” said Greg. “But then *you* acted like it didn’t happen…”

“I… I thought …” Nick sighed. “Look this is just going in circles. I never meant to hurt you. That night meant a lot me, okay? And I… care about you.” Nick set his coffee down. “You never lost me as a friend. I just didn’t know … how to handle …”

“I thought you regretted it.”

“Not for a second,” assured Nick.

Greg set his coffee cup down and slid down the couch to sit near Nick.

Nick put his good arm around Greg. He leaned in slowly and Greg moaned before Nick’s lips touched his. It was a sweet, tender gentle kiss.

Nick drew back and Greg whined. “It’s okay, Doll. We have plenty of time.” Nick trailed little kisses over Greg’s cheek. “All the time in the world,” he whispered in Greg’s ear.

They held each other and shared kisses and whispered reassurances for a long time there in front of the fire. Finally Greg yawned. Nick immediately followed with a yawn himself.

Nick glanced at the time on his phone. “Hum, 8:45 am. About bedtime.”

“We, ah… there’s only one bed… I… I’m not sure I’m ready for… I mean, look at what happened the last time we fell into bed together without thinking.” said Greg.

“Yeah, okay,” agreed Nick. “We don’t have to do anything more than sleep. I just want you near me, okay?”

“Okay. Sounds good,” smiled Greg.

Nick stood up and offered Greg his hand.


After they were tucked in for the day, Greg snuggled back against Nick and said, “Remind me to thank Sara and Hodges.”
Nick said “Oh yeah, how *did* Hodges get in on this?”

“I think I must have told him when he took me to a bar last week…” mumbled Greg as he drifted off to sleep.