and when hes done, michael just zips up his pants and straighens out his clothes, walking to the door and saying his “we’ll continue this another time” line so nonchalantly
you weren’t answering your phone and Nick was starting to get worried. Mortals who dated witches didn’t really have the longest life expectancies and he was sure his ex(’s) would love to ‘play around with you’.
he waited an hour or two before sighing, he hated not being sure if you were alright. he found himself at your house.
“Hey, Harvey, right?” he asked.
your brother nodded, “yeah, that would be me, and you are?”
“Nick i’m-”
“Y/N’s new boyfriend. i’ve heard of you.” Harvey grinned, “Y/N’s upstairs.”
Nick smiled and went up the stairs, he heard your music and knew which room was yours so he knocked. when you opened the door your eyes widened in surprise, “Nick!”
he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug.
“are you okay?” you laughed.
“you weren’t answering your phone.” he said, feeling stupid.
“it died and i was studying, wait, were you worried about me?”
he laughed, “yeah. i was.”
“aw muffin!” you teased, “don’t worry, i’m not going anywhere.”
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