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Adam and Nigel, both with a sigh of relief, finally entered the cabin. The drive was horrible - enough so for Adam to notice how tense Nigel was as he drove uphill; but he didn’t yell or cuss, not wanting to scare Adam.
Now, they entered the small wooden house and Nigel threw his bag onto the floor unceremoniously and Adam put his own bag away by the closet. They took their hats, jackets and boots off - well, Nigel had no hat to take off and was now shaking the not-yet-melted snow out of his hair.
Adam immediately got into rushing around the cabin. He switched the electric heater on as it was really cold there. It soon started buzzing and warmth could be felt near it. Then, Adam proceeded with his usual travelling routine.
He went around the living room, checking the textures and nodding apovigly when the TV turned on without a problem. Then, he grabbed the bag with food and walked to the kitchen. There, he checked all the drawers and cupboards, not finding a fault, and set the bag on the kitchen counter. He disappeared into the bathroom as Nigel watched him, and came out of it with a soft smile. Then, he beelined for the bedroom and stopped right in his tracks in the door.
“Uhm, Nigel?”, he said softly, beckoning his boyfriend closer.
“Yeah, gorgeous?”, Nigel approached him, leaving his damp hair be.
“There’s only one bed”, Adam’s brows furrowed and he was already fidgeting his fingers.
“I can see that”, the older man sighed. “I’ll sleep on the couch.”
“N-No! That wasn’t the plan!”, Adam’s face turned red with frustration.
“But you don’t wanna sleep in one bed, baby…”
“I know”, the brunette shifted from one leg to the other.
“I’ll sleep on the couch.”
“But I wanted to sleep in one room with you.”
A blush covered Nigel’s cheeks as he looked at Adam in disbelief.
“Wait, fuck, gorgeous, I’m old and my hearing is giving out, fuck… You wanted to what?”
“I wanted to sleep in one room with you”, Adam’s frown deepened. “And if your hearing is bad, you really should go see a doctor, you’re too young to-”
“I was joking, darling”, Nigel interrupted him.
“Oh. Right”, he chuckled. “That’s funny.”
Nigel grinned, seeing those rosy lips curl up into a smile alongside the laughter.
“So… You take the bed, I’ll sleep on the couch. Okay?”, Nigel put his arm around Adam’s waist, pulling him closer.
“Okay.”
Adam let his temple be kissed and his curls sniffed. Because of how fond Nigel was of his hair, he did his research and started using multiple conditioners, and brought out his curl pattern. Nigel noticed and revelled in that fact whenever he could.
“It’s late. Dinner?”, the Romanian proposed.
Adam just nodded and escaped the warm embrace, exchanging it for the kitchen.
“No, no, no, the fuck you’re not”, Nigel said, following Adam to the room and pushing him in the direction of the living room.
“What do you mean…?”
“I’m cooking tonight, gorgeous.”
Adam frowned again.
“But, Nigel, the routine-”
“Is fucked up already. Go rest. On the couch. Here, play something cool”, he gave Adam their Chromecast.
Soon, Nigel was in the kitchen, preparing carbonara for them both and listening to the sounds of the “Good Omens” opening titles coming from the living room.
“Again?!”, he yelled in the general direction of the room, but there was a grin on his face.
“Yes!”, was the only answer.
Nigel chuckled at that and continued making their dinner.
Soon, they were sitting at the dining table in the living room, Adam in such a spot that he could see the TV, even though he knew the series by heart already.
“I don’t understand why he wants to go to Alpha Centauri”, the younger man broke the silence.
“Why?”, Nigel put a forkful of carbonara in his mouth.
“It makes no sense to go there. It’s a star. Well, a star system. Well, a multiple star. Two stars that people used to think were one star. Because they’re so close to each other”, Adam continued eating.
“Maybe Crowley wants to go there so they could be close?”, Nigel proposed.
“I don’t understand”, the brunette frowned.
“Well… Maybe he’d like for him and Aziraphale to be perceived as one?”
“Ohhh, like a couple?”, Adam smiled.
“Yeah.”
“Oh, that’s cute.”
“It is.”
“Alpha Centauri is also very close to Earth. Do you think that might be another reason Crowley wants to go there? He seems to like it here.”
Nigel smiled at his boyfriend.
“You’re cute.”
Adam felt his cheeks heat up.
“Nigel…”
“Yes, my dear?”
“Aziraphale calls Crowley ‘my dear’, at least in the book”, Adam giggled.
“I know.”
Adam smiled and continued eating, looking into his plate instead of at Nigel.
“I got you flustered, hm?”, the older man smirked and got the answer in the form of a nod.
They ate and cleaned up together. Nigel dealt with the dishes since the food bits left in pots, pans and their bowls would trigger Adam’s sensory issues. In that time, Adam cleaned the table and countertop.
Then, Adam made them cocoa and Nigel added rum to it, and together, they went to sit on the couch, cuddling under a blanket and watching “Good Omens”.
“Why ‘Good Omens’?”, Nigel asked.
“Pirates are too spring-summery for such weather.”
Nigel hummed some confirmation, his hand coming up to caress and tangle in Adam’s hair.
The peaceful picture was interrupted by the heater making an odd sound and then stopping its buzzing. Nigel stood up to check it.
“Yup, fuck, Jesus…”, he fumbled around the heater. “Fucking fuck… It gave out.”
“The heater?”, Adam wanted to clarify.
“The fucking heater, gorgeous”, Nigel sighed.
“Okay. It’s fine. It’s gonna be fine. W-we’ve got blankets for that”, Adam started rocking back and forth. “A-And the duvet. The cocoa is warm. It’s gonna be fine. Just fine.”
Nigel came up to him and took the younger man in his arms.
“Shhh… Adam, shh… I’m here. I know, this isn’t what you expected…”
“Squeeze?”
Nigel squeezed Adam firmly, knowing it helps stave off a meltdown.
“Wanna shower and sleep, baby?”, the older man asked and was met with a soft nod. He let go of his boyfriend who grabbed his things and went to the bathroom.
An equal fifteen minutes later, Adam reemerged from the room wearing his favourite blue pajamas with a star print on them.
“I’ll just go to bed”, he said quietly and Nigel nodded.
The older man went out to the porch for a smoke, then came back inside and washed the mugs, spoons and pot they used to make the cocoa. After that, he went on to the bathroom and got a quick shower, changing into his sweatpants and sweatshirt - even for him, it was quite cold in the cabin. He brushed his teeth and went out of the bathroom, ready to sleep, when he saw Adam come out of the bedroom.
“Hey, love. Everything alright?”, he asked quietly.
“Can’t sleep.”
Nigel approached him.
“Why?”
“I-I’m cold, I don’t have my weighted blanket, a-and it’s a new place…”, he already started tugging at the ends of his hair and Nigel grabbed his wrists to stop him.
“Hey, hey… ’M here, baby. Everything’s fucking fine. Want my jumper?”, he was already taking it off.
Adam’s lips parted in surprise as he took in the sight of Nigel’s bare torso. It was muscular, but not in the way in media, no. It was muscular, but still kind of soft, and Nigel’s chest and shoulders were broad, with chest hair that looked very soft.
“I’ve never seen you shirtless before”, Adam whispered.
“There’s always gotta be that first time, beautiful.”
The gray jumper was on Adam soon enough and he found himself breathing in Nigel’s scent. The younger man bit his lower lip for a bit and eventually blurted out:
“Sleep with me.”
Nigel blinked twice, his eyebrows raising.
“Sorry?”
“I-I don’t mean sex. Just… Sleep. Together. Is that alright with you?”
“Yeah, fuck, gorgeous, it’s better than alright.”
They went to the bedroom together, Adam laying on one side of the bed and Nigel on the other.
“Can you hold me?”, the brunette asked.
“Yeah, of course.”
They scooted closer to each other and soo, Nigel was plating the role of Adam’s weighted blanket - but he was doing much better than the actual blanket.
“Oh, I like this”, Adam smiled and buried his nose in Nigel’s neck, his left hand automatically caressing Nigel’s chest and belly.
“I like this too, gorgeous.”
“Your heart is beating very fast.”
“Yeah… It is.”
Adam hummed, treading his fingers through Nigel’s chest hair.
“It’s soft.”
“Yeah…”
“I love it.”
“I’m glad.”
Adam yawned.
“Go to sleep, gorgeous.”
The younger man nodded, cuddling up to Nigel. Like that, intertwined and warm, they fell asleep.