A/N: Welcome to my newest collection of the fanfiction family! This story is a mirror to "I Dreamed it For You" which is my Klaine sory, so if you were curious you could check that out and get a bit more information about what's going on in the story!

Please mind errors, I don't have a beta. But I'm willing to recruit one if they're interested! :D Just tweet me NikoBoussniere or just PMing works too

Not much to really say off the bat but enjoy! And Happy Valentine's day!

Discalimer: I don't own Glee

Jeff wasn't sure when he realized that he was gay.

Maybe he had never been attracted to girls and he just suspected that he was since that was the acceptable thing in their society. Hell, Jeff didn't even know if he could say he was attracted to boys, but he knew he was attracted to one boy in particular.

"Hey Jeff, I'm going to swing by the Lima Bean. Is there anything you need?"

Jeff looked up at the guy addressing him. It wasn't the brunette he was thinking of, but he wasn't unwelcomed company.

"Nah, I'm chill," Jeff shrugged. His gaze went straight to the phone in Blaine's hands and he smiled. "You gonna go see Kurt? Wow six dates already, Anderson. I'm impressed," he added coyly. Blaine grinned and ran his hand through his slicked back, curly locks; it was an action that made Jeff wince because seriously? He couldn't imagine how disgusting Blaine's hand must feel for doing it. Blaine's grin suddenly widened.

"It is our sixth date, isn't it? Maybe I should take him to the park after coffee!" he exclaimed, heading out the door before Jeff could even vocalize a reply to the rhetorical question. Jeff rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone to see three texts from none other than Nick Duval. Jeff blushed in embarrassment for keeping his friend. He would only send three texts and three texts only before deciding to just wait it out and eventually ignore the offender who neglected his conversation. Jeff quickly typed out a reply.

Sorry, talking to Blaine. See you in a few – J

He trotted up the grand staircase to the second floor, walking the large hallways to his room, where he knew Nick was waiting.

It was Friday and the two had plans to go see a movie and probably pick up some chicks. Jeff had only laughed awkwardly to the girl-getting part of the operation.

"Dude, what the heck? Why are you still wearing your uniform?" Nick asked upon Jeff entering the room, but Jeff wasn't paying attention.

Whatever god told Nick it was alright for him to wear skinny jeans was out to see in what situations they could make Jeff pop to worst boners. He had tried not to stare before but Nick's ass looking amazing. So snug in those black jeans, so plush. It was as if Jeff could just reach out and-

"Uh, hello? Earth to Sterling? Has all that bleach soaked into your brain?"

Jeff realized Nick was angrily standing in front of him with his hands on his hips. Jeff had cleared his dry throat and attempted to apologize but nothing came out. Nick shot him a confused look and tried not to get upset at Jeff brushing past him. He just shrugged and went back to brushing his hair in front of their large vanity mirror.

Jeff searched through his drawer for something appropriate. Seeing as he really didn't have a choice between jeans since all of his were skinny, Jeff pulled out a pair and a white, short-sleeved band tee and sleeveless jacket before heading to the bathroom. He got changed and slipped out of his formal shoes and into a comfortable pair of Toms.

"Alright, I'm ready," Jeff announced as he left the bathroom. Nick smiled at him, effectively making Jeff's heart flip.

"Well then, let's go!" Nick said as he grabbed his keys and linked arms with Jeff. The blonde smiled at the contact and let himself be led away by Nick.

Nick, who was always Jeff's everything. His best friend, his confidante, the 3 to his 6 and sometimes the only person he could count on. He felt so lucky to have Nick by his side; so happy. But the happiness was bittersweet as conflicting emotions warred in Jeff's head. Nick had given him everything he needed and Jeff just continued to take and only want more. The consoling hugs Nick gave him when his brother fell ill he wished were kisses, sweet and tender, created to suck the pain away. The occasionally arm slung over the blonde's shoulder he wished could be a proper hug; body to body and as possible. He wanted Nick to love him more than just his best friend and he felt guilty about it. He should just be grateful for what Nick gave him already and swallow down his greedy feelings.

Right?

At some point during Jeff's thoughts, the two had gotten to the car and they started to head out, but the spacey attitude didn't go unnoticed.

"Oh my god. Are you gonna space out like that all night?"

Jeff snorted and shook his head.

"No just thinking. Sorry, dude," he said, leaning back in his seat. "And put your seat belt on, Nick, geez."

Nick rolled his eyes and pulled on his seatbelt while still driving. "You're like my wife or something."

Color shot to Jeff's face. Of all the analogies. He could have just said 'mom' or something. He had to play it cool.

"Hey, I'm trying," he said as off-handedly as he could while slipping on his own seatbelt before Nick could say anything about it. "What are we gonna go see anyways?" he asked, sparking up conversation again.

"Wow, you really weren't paying attention. We're going to see The Help," Nick answered, finally getting his seatbelt on. Jeff groaned.

"I hear that movie's for girls," he whined, slipping down into his seat. "I wanna see Underworld Awakening."

Nick rolled his eyes.

"Jeff, you are such a nerd! You've already seen that movie twice!"

"Hey, third time's the charm."

Nick rolled his eyes. "Did you buy those rooms for the convention, nerd?" he asked.

"Yeah. So two weeks ago, Nick. Get with the program."

Nick was the only one that knew about Jeff's guilty pleasure. He was a geek about pretty much all possible fan bases. A cultured geek, mind you. But he loved it all: comic books, anime, novelty action figures and figurines, and movies. He was a connoisseur. And his passion did not stop him from all the facets of nerdom life. He went to conventions, and tons of them. Nick had been allowed in his world since they were both really big into Power Rangers for a long time, and although Nick would rather spend his time finding some way to snag the affections of the opposite sex, he traveled with Jeff to his conventions.

"Why are we going to go see a girl's movie anyway?"

"Because there are going to be girls there?" Nick said, as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

Oh, so this was another scheme to get girls. Jeff gave Nick a smile, but in reality he didn't want to get a girl. Couldn't he and Nick go out without an ulterior motive? Nick seemed excited though, so Jeff let it roll off of him.

This was going to be a long night.

"Noooo girls."

Jeff rolled his eyes and plopped down on his bed, watching Nick go about the room.

"Well at least the movie was better than expected," Jeff outlined as Nick faceplanted into the blonde's bed with a huff.

"Yeah, you cried the whole time," he snickered, pushing himself up and sitting beside Jeff.

"I couldn't help it! I tried to keep it together, but when they fired AB-"

Nick rolled his eyes and snorted. "You're such a girl, Jeff."

"Then why am I not available for dating?" Jeff shook off the thought as soon as it came.

"Anyways, what do you want to do tomorrow? Blaine's staying in Lima for the night," Nick started.

"Yeah. And Wes and David are double dating."

Nick sighed and Jeff pretended it wasn't as heartbreaking as it was. Here was a perfectly compatible single guy waiting to take him out on dates!

"I guess that leaves Thad and Trent-"

"No," Nick interrupted. "Thad went home for the weekend, remember? And Trent is job hunting."

A groan escaped both of them as the thought sunk in. They had no plans for that weekend and they realized they really had no lives. Maybe this is why Nick was so desperate to find them some girls.

"I could teach you how to cook," Jeff suggested. Nick perked up.

A long time ago when Nick had sat down with Jeff's parents for a formal introduction, the brunette noticed the taller boy working in the kitchen and instantly interrogated him on his culinary skills, to which Jeff only blushed and admitted yes, he could cook. He had prepared the whole dinner and Nick had never eaten something so heavenly in his life. Afterwards, Nick pulled Jeff aside and demanded cooking lessons or lifelong enslavement of his skills in the kitchen. Needless to say, Jeff chose the cooking lessons.

"What about this stuff?" Nick asked, holding out a bottle he had dug out of the cabinet.

"What's it called?" Jeff asked, his sleeves rolled up as he kneaded pizza dough. Nick caught himself staring way too long at the way the supple muscles flexed with each lurch forward, mind trailing off to the godly torso that those arms were connected to.

"Erm…?"

Nick sputtered when Jeff's chocolate gaze landed on him. He studied the bottle and realized he had never heard of the spice before.

"Cuh-men."

Jeff snickered and Nick stared at the bottle in confusion.

"It's pronounced cumin," Jeff corrected, causing Nick to blush at his blunder. "And I asked for oregano," he said, walking over and plucking the bottle from Nick's hand. He rolled his eyes as Jeff returned the spice to the cabinet, pulling down others as well.

"Well excuse me. If you don't want me to screw something up, you could stick me with something I'm good at," nick pouted, hopping up on one of the barstools and resting his elbows on the granite island top.

"Hey, maybe you can chop some vegetables since you're good at cutting up," Jeff joked, placing his dough in a bowl and covering it with plastic wrap.

"Haha, I can't contain my laughter," Nick pouted, grabbing an apple from the middle bowl and biting into it. Jeff sighed, knowing he had lost Nick's interest in making pizza. Hoping he could play his cards right, he plopped onto the barstool beside the brunette.

"What's got your goat, Nicky?" he asked, leaning his weight on his elbows as well.

"Nothing's got my proverbial goat, Jeff."

Wow.

Something definitely had his proverbial goat.

Nick rarely called the other boy "Jeff" if he had been called "Nicky". The two would go back and forth with childish nicknames until it grew to a point where it was just sad. Jeff looked at Nick and scanned his expression. Avoiding gaze, huffed cheeks, red ears…he was jealous? No, more like disappointed. Or embarrassed, maybe? It was always easy reading Nick's feelings since they'd been friends for years, but it wasn't so easy translating them.

"Come on, I know you better than that. And you know I won't give till you're all chipper again," Jeff said, nudging Nick. The other took another bite of his apple before sighing.

"I wanna feel important…" to you he added mentally.

Jeff blinked.

"Come again?"

"I wanna do something. You're like super talented and…" Nick trailed off, staring down at the apple in his hands.

He hadn't needed to finish his statement because Jeff knew what was upsetting his friend. One of the things that Jeff knew about Nick was that he was insecure about his talents. Jeff was lucky to have accepting parents that let him be himself, but Nick's parents raised him with certain expectations and were strict about conserving them. He had always strived to please his parents and those around him, rarely ever giving himself the time of day, which caused a deep anxiety to settle within him.

"Nick, seriously. How many times do I have to tell you that between the two of us, you are no doubt better gifted?" Jeff said, smiling warmly. Nick blushed and swiveled in his chair so that he was facing Jeff.

"Your grades are stellar, you play piano, you've got one of the best voices I've ever heard-"

"So do you. And you can cook," Nick whined. Jeff chuckled.

"Yeah, but I can't play the piano like a god," he responded, taking the browning apple from Nick and hopping up. "Now, are you gonna help me make this pizza?"

Nick got out of his chair and walked over to the laid out vegetables. He took his prompt to start cutting them, so he grabbed a knife and a cutting board. Jeff grabbed a pot.

"Make sure to remind me that when the dough rises, you can knead it."

Nick instantly lit up. Aha!

Jeff dug around the cabinets for a top to the pot he pulled out and when he found one, he put a thin layer of water in it.

"Make sure to fold your fingers when you cut," Jeff reminded, setting the water on the stove.

"Do you ever not nag me?" Nick groaned. Seriously, Jeff could be his mom or something. He hummed in reply and started shaking spices into the water - some salt, some pepper, some oregano...

"Ouch!"

Jeff turned when Nick's knife hit the counter. He was nursing a slit finger and making a light hissing noise

"What did I tell you?" Jeff scolded, taking the other boy's hand and pulling him over to the sink, running the cold water and washing the wound out. He then dug around the drawers and pulled out a small antiseptic wipe and a bandaid

"Sorry," Nick laughed as Jeff tended to him. When Jeff put the bandaid on his finger, Nick blushed. Jeff, however, didn't see it since his attention was caught by his ringing phone. He flipped it open to find a text message.

I'm forwarding you Kurt's number - Blaine

Attached was a number that Jeff quickly saved into his phone. He'd have to text Kurt later.

"Jeff, your water is gone. Are you sure you don't need more?" Nick asked, peering into the steaming pot. Jeff appeared beside him after pocketing his phone, the two boys brushing elbows.

"No, you have to put in all the vegetables now. The natural juices will keep them from burning. So keep chopping tomatoes, and I'll get the onions," he said, pulling out another knife and cutting board before expertly dicing onions. Nick stared down at his tomatoes and began cutting them again.

"So just put them in here?" Nick asked, which was pretty much pointless since he dumped the tomatoes in before even finishing his question.

"Yep! You got it," Jeff said, adding his own onions to the mixture. He moved on to cutting up some basil and Nick focused his attention on the pot. Jeff couldn't help but steal a glance over since he had always found Nick's concentration adorable. The way his eyebrows knitted together slightly, and his stare so intent on unraveling whatever was before him. It was that look of pure bewilderment that had Jeff so hooked on the other boy.

"Hey you know that thing where you space out?" Nick started. "Yeah. You're doing it again."

Jeff blinked and focused his attention on partaking in socially understandable conversation instead of zoning out, although he was completely content at just staring at the brunette for the rest of his life.

"So! How about that dough?"

So what did you guys think of tonight's episode? Geez Darren is so perfect. And Samuel! Wow! I'm glad he's finally in but geez I don't want Rory to go UGH. :P

Reviews would be much appreciated~!