Kiss & Tell | Nicolandria FF

32 - Nic

a/n: i did not watch that date, i'm bullshittin so bad LMAO

The morning before the date, Nic was in the kitchen with Pepe. The two of them were cooking buddies, and Nic was making breakfast for both Cierra and Olandria. Per usual, grabbed chocolate chips and began shaping them into a N.

But then he froze. Olandria knew he was making her breakfast at this point.

He decided instead on a heart.

Pepe was snickering, and Nic was trying to ignore him, even though his cheeks were warming up. "Man, fuck you."

"She got you bad," Pepe said with a laugh, smacking Nic's back. Pepe was kind of heavy handed though, so it hurt a little. "Ain't nothing to be embarrassed about."

Nic shook his head. "I'm not embarrassed, trust me."

"Yeah?"

Nic looked around. The good thing about Pepe waking up so early was the fact that they got the kitchen to themselves for a while. Still, he motioned for Pepe to come over. "So, these past couple of nights, we've been outside talking to each other and stuff right?"

"Mhmm."

"And, like...you can tell she feels so guilty about it, like she feels like she's hurting Cierra. And I keep telling her that I don't want to close things off with Cierra because I want to be with her. Y'know. But she keeps hesitating, and I really don't know why."

Pepe nodded. "Do you think she still wants someone else."

"I mean, she chose him for the challenge last night, plus they had a talk afterwards..."

"Yeah."

"But then, like." Nic paused, staring at the kitchen counter where he cut her pineapples. "Like, yesterday? She was just, super flirty. And I know Cierra saw, but I just wanted Olandria to know that if she gives me the opportunity, I'd choose her every time. And then, when we met out side, she was like..."

Olandria was glowing, basically. Bright bright smiles and giggles, her hand grazing to touch him every so often. Did she even notice?

"She was just super flirty, I don't know. I could be reading too deep into it, but it felt like she liked me, you know. Like, she hasn't even looked at Taylor like that."

"Right."

"And...and I told her something about myself I haven't ever told anyone. I kept trying to get myself to shut up, because I didn't want her looking at me differently after, or thinking that I'm a shitty person--which, I guess I kind of am, I don't really deserve her-"

"And did she say that? Flip your pancake."

Nic straightened up and stared at the pan. Thank God Pepe had been watching because Nic completely forgot. He flipped it--golden brown with a chocolate heart in the center. He turned back to Pepe who was plating his scrambled eggs.

"Oh!" Pepe added, like he remembered something. "She told me to tell you that she liked her pancakes crispy on the edges."

"Oh shit, really? How the fuck do I do that?"

Pepe shrugged. "But did she say you were a shitty person, or that you don't deserve her?"

Nic started awkwardly pressing down on the edges. Would that make them crispy? "...No. She was just listening...and she didn't seem disgusted by me. Which--like. That's surprising."

"That's what being vulnerable gets ya," Pepe replied easily. "Whatever it may be, she must respect the honesty there, y'know? As a man, you gotta be honest and own up to your shit always."