Nikki woke early the next morning, removing himself from Tommy's grasp with a yawn.

Outside, birds were singing, perched on the tall oak next to Tommy's apartment building. The sun shone brightly down on the streets, the soft chill of November caressing the cheeks of all those who ventured outside on a Saturday morning.

Nikki stretched with a sigh, hearing his back pop. He glanced over to the clock, seeing it was nine in the morning. Panic coursed through his veins, shattering the peaceful morning.

"Oh my god."

"Good morning, baby." Tommy smiled softly, stretching and yawning beside him.

"Tommy. My parents don't know I stayed over. They could've called the fucking cops, oh my god - if the cops come they're gonna find out about us and-"

"Nik? Baby, shh.. it'll be okay. I'm sure they didn't call the cops. But you should get back to them as soon as possible," Tommy sighed softly, wishing he could spend more time with Nikki. "I could drive you home again, it's not far."

"Thank you so much." Nikki hurriedly dressed himself in his clothes from yesterday, stealing a kiss from Tommy before hightailing it downstairs to Tommy's car.

Tommy threw on a fresh shirt and sweatpants, shoving his feet into his sneakers and grabbing his keys off the dresser. He followed Nikki, who was impatiently bouncing beside his car.

Tommy unlocked his door after climbing in, and the smaller boy leaped in.

"They won't hurt you, will they?" Tommy asked softly, starting the car. He wouldn't leave Nikki to be injured.

"They shouldn't, but they're gonna be so pissed at me. Fuck." Nikki chewed nervously on his bottom lip. Tommy frowned.

"Let me walk you to the door. I'll tell them I'm a friend and we were studying late last night for a math test on Monday. I'll say I ordered a pizza and after we fell asleep on the floor or some shit." Tommy murmured, desperately wanting to calm his boyfriend down. Anxious Nikki was a Nikki that shouldn't be.

"Tommy, they know I'm gay. They're gonna think we fucked."

"Then I guess it's a good thing that we haven't!" Tommy exclaimed, turning into Nikki's street. He purposely slowed down the car to give them more time.

"Yet." Nikki scowled playfully, earning a groan from Tommy. He pulled the car over, turning to Nikki with a serious look on his face.

"Nik, let me help you. I don't want you in trouble because of me."

"It was just as much my fault!" Nikki growled, folding his arms over his chest. Tommy rolled his eyes.

"Baby, you aren't going to stop me from coming in with you." Tommy spoke firmly, furrowing his brow to make sure Nikki knew he was serious. His boyfriend giggled at his silly expression. Tommy sighed, exasperated.

"Fine. Then give me my goodbye kiss now."

Tommy did just that, leaning over and pressing his lips to Nikki's. The smaller boy slipped his tongue between Tommy's lips, fingers tangling in his curls. Tommy dejectedly pulled away, pulling Nikki in for a tight hug.

"Ready?"

"Yeah." Nikki smiled softly, a sweet blush apparent on his cheeks. Tommy smirked, putting the car back into gear and turning onto the street.

He drove the small ways to Nikki's home, parking outside. Nikki hopped out, followed swiftly by Tommy.

The taller boy kept his distance between Nikki friendly, although he so desperately wanted to hold his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze.

Nikki tried the door, finding it locked.

"I left my key in my room." He grumbled, hesitantly knocking.

No one replied.

Nikki frowned, knocking again.

After a minute of waiting with no reply, Nikki turned back to Tommy.

"Let's go check the basement door, normally it's left open." Nikki grabbed Tommy's wrist and led him around the back, finding himself the small basement door just around the corner. Sure enough, the handle turned with a little creak in Nikki's hand. He bent down, heading inside. Tommy followed suit, finding himself in a small, dusty room surrounded by cardboard boxes.

"Storage room." Nikki explained, leading Tommy around a corner and up a flight of stairs that dumped them into the kitchen.

"Hello?" Nikki called, voice echoing throughout the seemingly empty house.

"Who lives here with you?" Tommy asked softly, hand resting on Nikki's lower back.

"Just my parents. I'm an only child." Nikki murmured, deciding to go check where he had left the note about leaving for his mom.

He found it, no longer folded up, but open. His parents definitely saw it, then. Next to it was another folded piece of paper, addressed, 'To: Frank. From: Mom', in the same fashion that Nikki had left his note yesterday. Except, of course, he hadn't written 'Frank'. His parents were ignorant to his name change.

Nikki unfolded it, finding a short note left to him.

'Frankie-
Have fun with your friend! Don't stay up too late, make sure you eat dinner. I'm expecting you back tonight so you'll see this. Your father and I are going out tonight to see your grandmother, we'll back around six tomorrow evening. See you then!
With love, Mom'

Nikki blew out a breath, heart finally slowing to a normal rate since he woke up and realized he could be dead meat. He leaned back against Tommy's chest, feeling his boyfriend wrap his arms protectively around his body.

"Thank. Fuck." Nikki giggled, turning around in Tommy's grip and pressing a kiss to his soft lips.

"Well, we have until six. What now?" Tommy asked softly, the dumb smile unable to be torn off his face. No one besides Nikki could drive him to the lengths that he did. No one else could ever make him get out of bed on a Saturday before eleven.

"Well, we /are/ already here.. wanna go upstairs to my room?" Nikki smiled playfully, palms planted on Tommy's chest.

"And do what, exactly?" The taller man smirked, nuzzling into Nikki's huge head of hair.

"Hm.. I've got a record collection if you wanna see. It's pretty extensive. Oh, and I've got a soft bed big enough for two.." Nikki hinted, looking up at his boyfriend through his dark eyelashes. Tommy chuckled, tongue teasing at the shell of Nikki's ear.

"I sure am tired after the mess this morning was.. a big, soft bed sounds great." Tommy grinned goofily, pulling back to stare into the smaller boy's eyes that were darkening with lust. Nikki rolled said eyes, hands shifting down to Tommy's hips.

"We wouldn't be sleeping, you big dummy." The bassist laughed, pulling Tommy's body flush against his own with a soft huff.

Nikki stepped back a bit, taking Tommy's hand in his own. He led him up the stairs to his bedroom, closing and locking the door behind them. Tommy eyes followed his boyfriend's actions, arms folded over his chest, as Nikki stripped himself of his shirt and laid back on the bed. Tommy bit his lip and watched as he spread his legs in waiting. When Nikki spoke, his voice came out dark and sultry, a tone that Tommy had never heard from him before. It nearly made him squirm in his pants.

"Take me."