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I'll drink to that.

( nick even raises his hand like a toast, before the cigarette is tucked neatly between his lips so that he can lean back on the bed, propped up on his arms. he doesn't think the drug is doing much for the actual discomfort, if anything, but he certainly doesn't care as much. )

Oh, stop it, it's fun. Obviously I'm an Aries. When's your birthday?

( by which he obviously means 'what is your star sign', but he wants an answer, not an eye roll. )

[ Nate does roll his eyes, but it's with a wry smile, and he does answer. ]

First of June. Gemini.

[ He leans his head back against Nick's wall. ]

I'll be 20 this year. Never celebrated last year, cause I'd just got here three months past and it was longer than that to my birthday at home.

You're first, though.

Gemini. Of course.

( he's half joking, but it's said with a smile and a kick aimed somewhere around nate's knee, so it might as well be a complete one after all. )

Time is fucking weird. My birthday was...months away, and now it's like. Next week. Shit.

( it's hardly the most important thing he could be focusing on right now, but nick still frowns tightly all the same, beckoning nate over closer so that he can lower his voice a bit more. )

I don't care if it makes me a brat, I want a twenty first. I'm not cancelling.

I know.

[ Nate leans his head back to smile faintly at him. ]

You should do it. It's worth celebrating, and you're not a brat.

[ He hooks his arm around Nick's. ]

You still want me to Cullen for you?

I know a lot of people that would disagree with you on that.

( it's aimed as a joke and mostly gets delivered as one, though he gives up halfway through and closes his eyes. it's nice, he doesn't feel strangled by emotions the way he had been even a few minutes ago, and he wonders idly if it would be a good idea to get a regular supply of this stuff. absolutely not, but the thought holds great appeal right now.

he's still too stiff to move as naturally as he'd like, but nick still somewhat wraps himself around nate the moment the arm gets hooked through his. he winds his foot around nate's leg, laces their fingers together, leans until he can rest a head on nate's shoulder. nick can understand, rationally, why people might be...wary of contact with him right now, but he's got no such hesitance. )

Ask me again in a couple of days. Right now, I can't—

( even think about that, but he's not going to finish that sentence any time soon. )

[ Nate doesn't need any clearer signal than that. His arms wrap around Nick's shoulders and pull him in. His chin settles on top of his head and his hand moves gently over his back. If Nick wants to cuddle, Nate can absolutely cuddle. ]

I get that, [ He says, softly, and presses his lips into Nick's hair. ] So let's say it's on hold. I'll bake you a cake instead, how's that? It'll have everything that's not good for you inside. Full fat.

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