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You're like, the best. If people aren't treating you like you're the best, fuck 'em.

( nick has, apparently, reached his limit for well-reasoned and rational advice for the day. he sighs, tilting his head just enough that he can press a kiss on nate's shoulder. )

[ Nate closes his eyes and just stays like that for a couple of seconds. Nick gives good hugs, and has a knack for telling him what he needs to hear when he's upset. Or pissed, or whatever he is right now. Even if it's not a balanced neutral view at all, it's what makes him feel better.

His face turns a bit so that he can push a kiss into Nick's neck. Then another one on his jaw, and then he just settles tighter against him. ]

Nah. You're the best. Thanks for being here, I really needed this.

Nah, I've just figured you out a little.

( it's not a particularly impartial view that nick has, but then nick doesn't feel especially impartial about nate. there's a handful of people that have become incredibly important to nick over the last six months, and nate?

well. nate was the first. he was never going to stay unbiased for long. even if it's hypocritical as hell for nick to be judging people for keeping secrets from their loved ones. he doesn't care. )

Come lie down. I don't plan on letting you go for a while now.

[ Nick knows him, that's true. There's a reason why Nick is the person he reached for; he always knew he could rely on him to be on his side. That's important.

He slips out of his arms only to take his hand and go to the bed, where they can wrap up again. ]

You know, you actually give the best hugs. That's a thing.

Obviously, I'm very talented.

( nate only gets a moment of personal space. once he's on the bed nick flops down next to him, and pretty much immediately tugs nate back into his arms. it's easier to settle down like this, an arm wound tight around his shoulders and the other slung over him — he really meant that he was in this for the long haul.

it doesn't feel like enough, in the face of the kinds of big emotions that nate is grappling with, but it's the best he's got right now. )

I don't...lie to you. If that helps, at all.

[ Nate pulls him a bit closer, until he can nudge their foreheads together.

Sometimes a hug is enough. It feels like what's needed. It makes him feel secure where he'd felt anything but that.

His fingers flit through Nick's hair. ]

I know.

You know I'd want to know if you were hurt. I'd want to help you. But if I couldn't help, I'd at least want to do...this. Cause you'd do it for me.

Yeah, I know.

( they're too close for him to tell, probably, but nick can't help but smile all the same. he settles a hand on nate's back, thumb rubbing idly against his shirt.

nick isn't the kind of person that feels settled very often. he's always got something going on, some drama that's spun out of control or some situation that's got him in his head. even the menial stuff, the day to day stuff just rattles through his head, because he never quite learned how to sit still. it's easy with people like nate though, there's a calm that settles with the fingers carding through his hair that he doesn't get with very many people. a very short list, actually, if he cared to think about it that closely. )

I've got you, you've got me. There's not a lot of things I'm certain of here, but I'm sure about that.

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