Fills Post #2

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Comments

Re: Fill: Joe/Nicky, Joe getting spoiled (5+1), 3/6

[(Anonymous)]

Joe woke up with a yawn. He was alone, he knew that immediately. The only sound he could hear was the Bornholm clock Nicky had bought some two hundred and fifty years ago in Rønne. It’s been difficult back then to bring it to Malta but well, here it was and ticked away.

Joe knew that Nicky wasn’t here. He would sense him if he was here, he always did. And so he just sat up and the book, that lay on his chest, dropped to the ground. He had read on the couch and apparently fell asleep and Nicky had let him nap.

With another yawn he shuffled into the huge kitchen of their house and found a note leaning against the coffee maker. Involuntarily Joe smiled. Of course Nicky knew this would be his first destination after waking up.

‘I’m at the market.’ The note read and Joe smiled. Nicky loved to shop at the market where he could see and smell and touch the vegetables.

Joe put the note aside and started to brew some coffee when he heard the front door. It was Nicky, carrying two baskets with groceries.

“Hey,” he smiled when he saw Joe. “Had a good nap?”

“You could’ve woken me,” he said. “I’d helped you.”

“Nah,” Nicky said and went to him to kiss his cheek. “I took the Vespa. No problems.”

He turned around and reached in one of the baskets, pulled out a bouquet of red tulips and gave them to Joe with a smile.

“For you, amore,” he said.

“You brought me tulips?” Joe asked and furrowed his brows. No, it wasn’t his birthday, it wasn’t their anniversary, it wasn’t Valentines Day or anything like that.

“Yes,” Nicky said. “I saw them and thought about you. So I bought them.”

“Undying love?” Joe’s smile broadened. He opened one of the cupboards to search for a vase.

“Yes,” Nicky said and wrapped his arms around him from behind. He kissed his neck and then his cheek. “That’s why I thought about you.”

Joe plucked out one of the tulips and turned around in Nicky’s embrace. He smiled and gave it to him.

“uHibbuka,” he said and kissed Nicky.

“I love you, too.”


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So, I don't know Arabic, so I asked Uncle Google and it said “uHibbuka" means I love you (said to a man). If it's wrong, please let me know.
And then, in the language of flowers red tulips mean 'undying love', jfyi ;)

Re: Fill: Joe/Nicky, Joe getting spoiled (5+1), 3/6

[(Anonymous)]

A nap AND flowers, omg!

Re: Fill: Joe/Nicky, Joe getting spoiled (5+1), 3/6

[(Anonymous)]

omg undying love in the language of flowers! these dweebs! i love them and this fic