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The Way Home
By Erin [thehush]
The water flowed over him, warming his cold body. Today he had gone outside without his coat - they were in
New York for appearances. Winter had hit sooner than they expected. Nick had offered him his coat, but he
was stubborn. A lesson learned. He wanted to sleep, the cold was coming on quickly. Home sounded so
good now. Home could heal him.
Suddenly arms wrapped around his waist and he felt wet cloth on his skin. Even through the scent of soaps
he could smell Gravity heavy in the air. The strong arms tightened slightly as lips pressed against his
forehead. Opening his eyes, the man laid his head on the other's chest, closing his eyes again.
"You know it's customary for one to be naked when taking a shower." Howie replied, running a hand over the
other man's shirt as it clung to his chest.
Nick ran a hand through his friend's hair. "I was homesick-" he looked down at himself. "Um... I'm soaked."
Howie couldn't help but laugh at his friend's antics. He always made him smile. Coughed, he felt the world go
fuzzy. He needed to rest before the cold hit him fully. "Nick, I've got a cold-"
"Figures." The blonde grabbed a towel and shut off the water. Wrapping the towel around Howie, Nick
guided him to the hotel bed. "Rest. I told you to wear my coat - but you gave it back."
Howie sprawled out under the covers, still wet from the shower. "I didn't want you to get sick. You're very
important to me."
Nick slid underneath the covers himself - still in his wet clothes. "And you're very important to me."
Sleepily, Howie leaned in and kissed Nick's Nose. "Get out of those clothes Nicky. You're gonna catch a
cold." And with that, he was fast asleep.
"We'll be home soon, D." Nick slid from the covers and walked from the room. "Real soon."
[fin]
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