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[TEXT] to Nick Matheson
Sep. 5th, 2012 03:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
woman_or_a_girlI have fantastic news, love... But before I go there, is it okay if I stay over at your place tonight?
woman_or_a_girlwarble_on_jeffWho: Jeff Hinton and Nick Matheson
Where: The beach
Time of Day: Late afternoon/early evening
Open or Closed: Closed
Jeff couldn't say that Kurt didn't warn him that Nick here wasn't the same Nick he knew. He couldn't say that he didn't realize that might mean that Nick wouldn't remember that they had been a couple. And honestly, he couldn't even say that there wasn't a part of him that wondered if Nick had found someone new on the island. But there was that optimistic part of Jeff that hoped that maybe his boyfriend had waited for him. That was until he and Kurt had come across Nick and Quinn kissing not far off the beach. For a moment, it was so surreal that Jeff hadn't known what to say, but he'd stood there gawking, in complete shock for a bit longer than he should've, before turning to Kurt and asking him to get him to wherever the fuck he was supposed to be going.
That night, once checked into his room, Jeff had honestly gone to pieces. It was too much. Too much to see the love of his life in someone else's arms, holding them, looking so... happy with them. But for it to not only be someone else, but someone who was a friend in the real world. Someone they both cared about as Kurt's best friend and hag. And then there was the whole added fact that Kurt was fucking dead, and had died on his wedding day... Fucking murdered on his wedding day. Who the fuck would be so evil as to kill someone on the happiest day of their life?
It had been a day or two of just hiding in his room before Jeff had finally come out of his shell to go back down to the beach, needing more than anything just to have some peace and quiet. As he sat on the beach, quietly watching the waves with his arms crossed and resting on his knees, Jeff spotted Nick a little way down the beach. Not all that far away, but he was focused on a drawing he was working on. The blonde's first reaction was to just go away... Just go back to his room and hide away again, but as long as they were both on this island, he needed to face Nick. And sooner rather than later would be best.
So with a deep breath to strengthen his resolve, Jeff rose from the sand, dusting off his shorts, before walking over to Nick. "Hi, Nicky," he said softly, trying to keep his voice from quivering.
Where: The beach
Time of Day: Late afternoon/early evening
Open or Closed: Closed
Jeff couldn't say that Kurt didn't warn him that Nick here wasn't the same Nick he knew. He couldn't say that he didn't realize that might mean that Nick wouldn't remember that they had been a couple. And honestly, he couldn't even say that there wasn't a part of him that wondered if Nick had found someone new on the island. But there was that optimistic part of Jeff that hoped that maybe his boyfriend had waited for him. That was until he and Kurt had come across Nick and Quinn kissing not far off the beach. For a moment, it was so surreal that Jeff hadn't known what to say, but he'd stood there gawking, in complete shock for a bit longer than he should've, before turning to Kurt and asking him to get him to wherever the fuck he was supposed to be going.
That night, once checked into his room, Jeff had honestly gone to pieces. It was too much. Too much to see the love of his life in someone else's arms, holding them, looking so... happy with them. But for it to not only be someone else, but someone who was a friend in the real world. Someone they both cared about as Kurt's best friend and hag. And then there was the whole added fact that Kurt was fucking dead, and had died on his wedding day... Fucking murdered on his wedding day. Who the fuck would be so evil as to kill someone on the happiest day of their life?
It had been a day or two of just hiding in his room before Jeff had finally come out of his shell to go back down to the beach, needing more than anything just to have some peace and quiet. As he sat on the beach, quietly watching the waves with his arms crossed and resting on his knees, Jeff spotted Nick a little way down the beach. Not all that far away, but he was focused on a drawing he was working on. The blonde's first reaction was to just go away... Just go back to his room and hide away again, but as long as they were both on this island, he needed to face Nick. And sooner rather than later would be best.
So with a deep breath to strengthen his resolve, Jeff rose from the sand, dusting off his shorts, before walking over to Nick. "Hi, Nicky," he said softly, trying to keep his voice from quivering.