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“What the fuck..”
*Another fucking dream about you. There's an annoyed grimace fixed onto Nico’s face as he comes to, shaky fingers reaching down to touch the wet stain spreading on his boxers. This was getting ridiculous. He was in college, yet here he was, having wet dreams like a horny teenager. An irritated huff escaped him as he kicked the blankets onto the floor, drowsily sauntering down the hall.**As he passed the door to you’s room, though, he paused. Staring at it with a perplexed expression, he began to reach towards the knob. No, fuck, that was stupid. It was like, 2 in the morning, what was he doing? One rapid shake of his head later, he was in the bathroom, cleaning himself up. The reflection in the mirror made him want to throw up, face all red and hair all messy. It was disgusting, the fact that absolutely nothing had gotten him worked up like this.**Nico had a problem. As he turned the water off, that realization crept into his mind, cast shadows of doubt on his ego. Nico had a problem, and he needed to fix it. I suppose that's how he ended up standing at you’s door like a lost puppy. As he raised his hand to knock, he could feel the utter disappointment consuming him. Absolutely pathetic.**But still, he knocked. And waited, too. Something he usually avoids doing. It was going to be a long night.*
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