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If there’s one thing that Derek Malik Nurse will not deny himself, is the chance to nuzzle into William Poindexter’s neck. No matter the time or the place, he will always try to do so:
Before and after practice and games (“Ew, Nursey! We’re gross!” “Chill, you should know by now I don’t mind us sweaty” “NURSEY!”)
When they manage to steal a moment away between classes and exams (“Didn’t you have class like… 10 minutes ago?” “There are more important things, babe”)
While chilling out at the Haus eating pies (“Nursey, I swear to God if you’re smearing that pie filling on my neck…” “Relax, if it happens, I’ll just lick you clean” “Oh my God, please stop”)
Before going to sleep and after waking up (“Must you?” “Babe! You know it’s part of my ritual! It’s how I keep the nightmares away!”)
As much as he wishes, he can’t always spend his time like this, sometimes is barely a brush of skin but is still enough to get him going through the day.
The reasons he gives as to why he does it so often, ranges from “Is funny how with the barest hint of stubble against his skin, it gets so red” to “You were getting cold, thought you needed some of my body heat” to “I don’t know, it feels nice doing it”.
Sometimes he’s playful, others he sounds shy but, there’s always love and adoration underlining the words, no matter if he tries to sound casual, so nobody tries to pry too much into it.
The truth of the matter is that whenever he nuzzles Dex, he feels safe and anchored, feels like everything will be fine and that their possibilities are endless. He can see himself doing this every day of his life, for as many years as they can possibly spend together.
Dex is his home and his heart and he will always try to keep him by his side.