Kiss & Tell | Nicolandria FF

Epilogue - Nic

a/n: hey ;p I sincerely apologize for the delay, senior year is putting belt to ass. I hope this proved to be worth the wait :D

"...grab the meatball and bring it to your mouth. Olandria, that's when you come in-"

"Can I eat the meatball?"

"...no. In case we have to retake the shoot."

"Not even, like, a little nibble?"

"Nicky, let her talk."

"But I want meatballs."

"Ignore him. Olandria, you'll come in, hold his shoulders, and pose. Hold that stance until we say cut. Okay?"

"So, like this?"

"Perfect! You can even stare at the camera a bit if you want, just not too much-"

"Can I eat the meatball after our final shoot?"

A long sigh.

"Yes, Nic. You can eat the whole plate if you'd like."

Nic smiled and watched the Kulani team sigh in defeat. He would very much like to eat the whole plate.

Olandria also looked a little over his antics, although the smile twitching on her lips made it a little worth it.

Greece was a bit hotter than Fiji, but just like the island, being surrounded by beautiful beaches made the air cooler. He was getting even tanner now, somehow, although he wasn't against it.

He looked great. He felt great. He was finally off that villa, finally able to watch YouTube while eating real food, finally able to see people other than the ones on the show, finally able to exist outside of the microcosm the Villa had become

Nic turned to his side.

Olandria was getting her makeup touched up by the make-up team, wearing the bikini he and Kulani had designed together. Her catty lashes made her eyes flutter upwards, and her lips glinted in the sun. The body oil on her body made her sculpted physique illuminate.

She noticed him looking. "What?"

"Nothing," he lied, feeling his own cheeky smile pulling on his lips.

"Mhmm," she hummed, before bringing the fan to her face again. She stared off at the sea as they brushed her hair.

Nic stared at her, his stomach sinking a bit.

The moment he came out the villa, text messages from all of his brand deals hit, and he knew that he'd have to include Olandria. Get her modeling, show off her talent. And yeah, she could do it without him, he knew she could. She was the winner of Love Island USA, of course she was going to be booked and busy.

But Nic didn't want her to have to wait to show off her talents. He said he would take care of her, and if that meant getting her immediate exposure, get her acclimated to the modeling world before she took off to conquer it, then he would.

But getting off the villa didn't come without its hardships.

He wasn't expecting the smoothest transition, but he didn't expect it to be this rocky either.

There was the highest parts of it. Coming out to find out that a huge faction of the world loved them—loved their relationship, loved what they did for romance, loved them. Nicolandrians all over the world, routing for them with a sweet protectiveness that Nic didn't think he quite deserved.

It was incredible. Incredible to see how much people loved him and Olandria. It was incredible to know that their love meant something.

But the highest of highs always came with a lowest of lows.