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𝔇𝔬𝔲𝔤 ❧
Doug gazed up at Nick through his puffy red eyes,managing the tiniest of smiles. He was right,but it didn’t make the pain any better. “Thanks man,you’re always so full of wisdom” He says with a breathy chuckle. Nick’s words continued to melt his heart,and the pain eased ever so slightly,he should have come to Nick about this,about all of this.Maybe it would have made things atleast a little easier.He was truly moved,so much so he couldn’t stop more tears from rolling down his cheek. He can’t hide them this time because Nick’s hand is still holding his chin up. “Thanks man,you’re so right but there’s something I never told you. I never told anyone until today. That rumour someone started,about me being…” He trails off,nope still can’t bring himself to say it. “I ugh.. the person I have feelings for… Dean, it’s Dean. As in Winchester.” There,he said it. It was out there and he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The net part would be a breeze. He looked Nick dead in the eye and confessed. “Nick,I’m gay.”
Nick brow tensed as he let the news sink in. He was in shock not because he was homophobic but he always thought Doug, the man child thing, who he had looked after for so long was into girls. Heck! Delilah was girl and he seemed pretty into her. Taking a moment to let his thoughts swirl around his head, he let his eyes fall onto Doug who had just shocked almost all the air out of him and without realising he hadn’t be been breathing while the thoughts had been rushing about. Stuttering he managed to pull a sentence out of the confusion in his brain, “so you like Dean Winchester? The guy you just met.” For Nick the question was not why the sudden realisation that in fact he was gay, but the Disney romance that seemed to be going onto between the two men. “You have just met him for Christ sake! Bit too soon to be declaring your love,” he let his smirk play on his lips as he thought of a joke to lighten the boy up. “I will not be an angry dwarf if that is what you got in mind! Also I want to chaperone any future meetings as I don’t want him leading you astray!” he wagged his finger with a stern look. “You are my man-child-thing and if he steps over the line he will get hit around the back of the head with a cloth or a shovel depending on my mood!”
HEY DOUG! YEAH YOU! || Nick & Doug
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❦ ❥❤ ♥𝔍𝔬 ♥❤❥❧
Surprise caused the blonde’s doe eyes to widen even more. She wasn’t great at guessing, so she figured something outrageous would be the best attempt. At least she could maybe get a laugh out of him, right? Jo found herself starting to love his laugh, and the way he tipped his head back as he did.”No hints? You play a hard game, Mr.Stone,” she said, raising an eyebrow in return. “Hmm… Are we racing motorcycles across the beach?” she joked.
Nick paused for a moment his eyes widening like a deer caught in headlights, in this very moment the beautiful blonde woman that was Jo Harvelle was even more stunning then ever before. As he let his signature smirk work effortless onto his face, he tried to compose his thoughts into something more understandable then the gibberish his brain was spluttering out. “Motorcycles across a beach was exactly my idea,” he lied almost convincingly.
Fancy seeing you again || Nick and Jo
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Man-Child-Thing;
Nick’s reaction took him by surprise,he didn’t know what to do. For the moment he’d forgotten how much Nick cared about him,how much he mattered. Nick never cried,he barely showed any emotion and when he did he would shake it off so easily. This was new to him,and it shocked him. “I’m sorry” He sniffs,looking up with his tearstained eyes. He “i just-it hurts so much right now. I love Delilah…but I’m in love with someone else.. how is that even possible? I just hate myself right now.” He’d been in love for years,he just didn’t want to admit it and now he’d hurt someone close to him. He was hurt and confused and he didn’t know what to do,maybe Nick could help. He could,no question it was just going to take time.
Nick put a soothing hand between Doug’s shoulder blades and pulled him close to his chest. “Young love was never simple, and the most hardest thing is letting someone go when you know you have too,” his voice was soft and hushed as he sat there hugging the boy he’d practically raised for the past few years. “I have watched you grow into a remarkable young man. You show caring and sensitive when it’s needed,” he paused trying to communicate his point the best he could, “I would’ve been shocked if you weren't upset by losing someone that meant a lot to you in your life.” Putting his hand under the others chin he forced him to look into his eyes, “nobody knows who they fall for- but you always have to remember that staying with someone you don’t love more than anyone else in the world is unfair on yourself and them- you did the right thing kid.”
HEY DOUG! YEAH YOU! || Nick & Doug
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The whole of Nick’s body tensed and the colour drained from his face. “Don’t you ever say that,” he launched across the room taking the younger man into his arms. “I will not let you do it. No!” The hunter started to shake. Doug was the world and more to him. Ever since he rescued the man-child-thing from the vampires nest, he was his son and his responsibility to look after. “What ever it is we will sort it you hear?” his voice was breaking as he fought back the tears that threatened for the first time in ages to spill down his stubbly cheeks.
HEY DOUG! YEAH YOU! || Nick & Doug
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“Okay, Kid.” he hovered by the door unsure of what to say. Nick knew Doug was upset just by the way he spoke and something in him just wanted to throw his arms around him, but he refrained from doing so. “Do you want me to bring you anything?”

HEY DOUG! YEAH YOU! || Nick & Doug
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Jo;
Jo shrugged, “I’m good at that kinda stuff. Comes with the job I suppose.” she smiled back, and with one last look at the clipboard shoved it under the counter, deciding Nick was more important. “I like the sounds of that,” she told him, excitement starting to creep into her voice. Jo was sure it was sheer willpower that kept her from blushing the shade of ketchup on his next comment. Her gaze fell to the bar in front of them and she simply smiled, knowing she couldn’t come up with an intelligent response. “Do you have any plans?” she inquired curiously.
Nick lent back with a smirk splattered across his face, and wiggled his eyebrows in an attempt to tease. “Of course I have a plan, and if you guess it I may have another plan for you,” he winked at her. Nick had all sorts of plans and knew she’d never guess any but still he may just make her think she guessed it then spring a surprise on her.
Fancy seeing you again || Nick and Jo
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! I wasn't totally sure what you meant in the ooc (running off very minimal sleep lol) so I just thought I'd message ya and say if you're still up for continuing the thread with Jo and Nick, I am :) if not that's ok too!
I'm so sorry I've only just got this message D: I'm a terrible human yes yes I am! I will get straight on it my dear. Sorry! I will write your reply soon as I can my dearest! Again sorry for late rely only just looked at all inboxes. Sorry again!!!
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HEY DOUG! YEAH YOU! || Nick & Doug
@dontcallmedougie
"Oi! Stretch where have you been hiding recently?”
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“You’ve said it plenty of times in your sleep...” he chuckled before propping himself up onto his knees. “Oh Dean! I would love to rub wax on your car!” the hunter teased with a mocking voice.
“What? i don’t talk like that! I have never said that….”
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theheartfelthunter:
Jo shrugged, “I’m good at that kinda stuff. Comes with the job I suppose.” she smiled back, and with one last look at the clipboard shoved it under the counter, deciding Nick was more important. “I like the sounds of that,” she told him, excitement starting to creep into her voice. Jo was sure it was sheer willpower that kept her from blushing the shade of ketchup on his next comment. Her gaze fell to the bar in front of them and she simply smiled, knowing she couldn’t come up with an intelligent response. “Do you have any plans?” she inquired curiously.
Nick’s eyes lit up at her question. Of course Nick had plans. He had so many written down on random of pieces of paper scattered everywhere that most were unfortunately not in his head at that moment in time. “Well, I have this one idea that I could probably get arranged in the half an hour you have left of work,” he picked up a place mat from the bar and a pen. “What size helmet would you need for a motorcycle,” he placed the pen between his lips. “Any allergies?”
Fancy seeing you again || Nick and Jo
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Smiling, she filled up a glass with the beer they’d decided on last time and handed it to him. “This one seemed to work out last time,” she added. “Oh poor baby,” she mocked jokingly at his sigh. “Okay, I’m off today in a half hour, and I don’t work tomorrow. But if that’s too soon, I have next Sunday off?” she offered, hoping he couldn’t tell she wanted to spend time with him as soon as possible.
Brining the glass up to his lips he nodded as he sipped it before placing it back down on the bar. “Nice to know you remember what impressed me last time.” A smile worked its way onto the hunter lips as he rested his chin on his palm. “Okay so how about I see you in half an hour, and we spend the whole of tomorrow together,” he lent in close so his next sentence wasn’t audible to people around him, “I would like to spend as much time as possible with you.”
Fancy seeing you again || Nick and Jo
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“What? i don’t talk like that! I have never said that….”
“Aww. I love seeing young love blossom....In my head you do sound like that.”
“So when I do I get to meet the lucky man that has won your heart?”
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Can I call you Spongebob now?
You can call me whatever you want, sweetheart.
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So you're a pretty girl, spongebob?
I’m not afraid to use hand-cream and sometimes I will brush my hair probably...If that makes me a pretty girl then yes. Yes, I am. Patrick.
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Whatever you say, floppy dick.
No problems, dickface.
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Fuck, Marry, kill Delilah, Meg, Doug
Marry: Jo Harvelle.Fuck: Jo...Kill: Meg..
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