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on strike against god by quensty for solelystarling, Borghis
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
01 Sep 2020
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The life and times of Nicky Esteban Hemmick, a closeted foreign exchange student in smalltown Germany, and his journey toward self-actualization, absolution, friendship, and love.The first time Nicky meets Erik Klose, Erik pads into the kitchen, takes one look at him, and freezes.
Nicky’s first thought is that Erik looks exactly like one of those boys you’d take home to meet your mom. Clean face. Tall, but not lanky. Some stubborn baby fat still sticks to his cheeks.
His second thought is that only a boy like Erik would wear a t-shirt two sizes too big that says, I bee-lieve in you! across it in big, blocky letters. A cartoon bee spirals toward his armpit.
“Ähm,” Erik says, and stops there.
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Mr. and Mrs. Klose give them a collection of silly, mismatched dinnerware. Father Magno buys them a fern bigger than both Erik and Nicky stacked together. Louisa buys them a hamper full of essentials because “You two are stupid enough not to have thought of that.”
Neither of them wants to be the one to tell her she’s right. They accept the gift without a word.
The rest of the night goes by within a heartbeat. Nicky is too busy laughing and reveling in everyone’s company to realize how late it is, and before he’s caught his breath, the dishes from dinner are clean and dried, the wine boxes are sucked dry, and Louisa is passed out across their beanbags. In the kitchen, Erik and Father Magno talk about their poetry collections as Erik walks him to the door. (Nicky’s life is obviously destined to be lousy with nerds.)
The Kloses are the last to leave. After Nicky successfully dumps Louisa in the guest room, Mrs. Klose drags Nicky in for a fierce kiss, leaving a blurry red lipstick mark on his cheek. “Look at you,” she murmurs.
“Thank you,” he says, his hands gripping her by the biceps. He’s said it a thousand times over the years, but it’s never enough.
She stops him before he can go on. “I don’t want to hear it.” Gently, she brushes a few stray hairs out of Nicky’s face, the way she sometimes does to Erik or Louisa or her husband.
That night, Nicky falls into bed grinning like a fucking idiot. When Erik asks him about it, Nicky shrugs and drags him under the covers, pulling him close. He’s smiling too wide for the kiss to be anything more than a simple press of mouths, but Erik doesn’t complain. Instead, he huffs a laugh and allows it, skating his fingers down Nicky’s back until they fall into a deep, blissful sleep.
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Nicky, you’re breaking my heart.
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on strike against god - quensty
(nerik pre-canon)I can’t believe I didn’t already have this bookmarked. Like Nicky? Read this fic. Don’t like Nicky? Read this fic
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Oh my god. I knew what was coming, but it still devastated me. So fracking good.