you are the [one] ;;nico

[CECILIA LACEY SIMON,]

oh it is love
from the first
time i set my eye upon yours

So Cecilia was engaged. The little girl, barely nineteen, still being supported by her parents, was gonna get married. The wedding hadn't even really been thought about yet, since they had decided to wait awhile. Let Cecilia's career really start before getting married. Plus she was young, and her mother wasn't overly thrilled about the news. Her mother had only met Nico once, and she was very protective over her only daughter, so letting her go to an older man was sort of hard. Plus her mother was slightly racist. Either way Cecilia hadn't gone a full ten seconds without bursting into giggles and hugging almost everyone she saw. She almost screamed it out during the show she just finished. But she was pretty sure that the giant rock on her finger made the statement for her.

So yes, the show she just finished. It was outside, in the winter so the fans looked more like a sea of coats with heads. Cecilia never got cold playing, she was always bouncing around on her drum kit, to much to actually feel anything else. The entire show all she thought of was Nico, and going back to his bus, where of course she had spent the entire night. So this morning dragging herself away from him, while he was still sleeping wasn't fun at all. She had made herself extra cute for the show, but it was raining and lets just say, it was ruined. Her hair was flat now, and dripping water, her dress was soaked and clung to her now freezing body. Her feet were dirty since Cecilia honestly hated shoes, no matter what the weather was. Yes, someone had offered her a umbrella but she was to excited to wait, and ran out of the dressing tent as soon as Lucifer said go. No, she hadn't told him either.

Cecilia ran across the parking lot as fast as her shaking little lets would carry her. She could see his bus as the other end and sighed, not enjoying the weather. All she wanted right now was Nico, and hot chocolate, but she was positive he would make her some. She approached the bus and tried to open the door, sadly it was locked. She let out a little scream of frustration and wasted no time pounding her little fists hard against the wet metal. "Baby!" She yelled. "I'm wet! Lemme in." She pounded the door harder. Her entire body was shaking, and her teeth were doing that annoying chattering thing.

words:: 422
outfit:: thisss
notes:: short. but I wanna watch tv. you can deal

[NICOLI DAVI VILA NOVA,]

Up to his waist in work. This was the best way to describe Nico at the moment. He laid there in bed in his green paid pyjama pants and looked around him. Being in an all girl band Nico politely and quickly separated himself from the rest of the band. He had a queen sized pull out bed at the head of the bus which was separated from the back of the bus by a thin blue curtain. The wall behind his bed was collaged with pictures of himself with friends, family, business partners, and mainly Cecilia. Other than that there was only about 7 feet of space at the foot of his bed. And about a foot of that space was occupied by drawers that held most of his clothes and valuables. On the bright side his side of the curtain held a good half of the bus on his left side including the couches and kitchenette. And needless to say the girls had to announce themselves before just scuttling in.

To the left....and the right. And as a matter of fact even at the foot of the bed Nico had stacks, upon stacks, upon stacks of files that still had to be sorted. This had everything from tour dates to member information and dentist appointment. Call it dedication. He picked up one of the folders, peeked inside for all of about 3.5 seconds, and then closed it and tossed it to the side. Nico was in one of those moods where he felt like he could do something productive but wasn't in the mood to do what he should have been. So his idea of "sorting" the files was reading over the contents, "saying "I'll do it later" and tossing it into another pile.

The only files that he didn't actually ignore were the ones concerning the wedding. Sure they weren't planning on having it until May. But Nico was the "I'm-So-Anal-Every-Detail-Needs-To-Be-In-Place-A-Month-In-Advance" type of guy. He and Cecilia had been engaged for quite some time now. He had alerted the parents and despite his being 24 years old they wanted him home immediately....with CC. They were eccstatic and going on and on about the wedding, grandchildren, and a vacation estate. Yes. They were excited. And so was he. Yeah he and CC had their moments. But no one ever had this effect on him.

That's when it hit him. Cecilia told him that she would be over after her set that day. Which ended in about 2 minutes. He looked down and realized he had been rotting in his own stench for about 2 days now. He quickly hopped up and ran to the shower. The second he was out and retrieved a towel he heard it: "Baby! I'm wet! Lemme in." He chuckled a bit at the sexual innuendo. Cecilia always loved innuendos. He ran down the 3 steep steps to the door to let CC out of the freezing rain.

Notes: None
Tags: Cecilia!
Word Count: 517
Outfit: here!
Muse: Mehhh..

[CECILIA LACEY SIMON,]

oh it is love
from the first
time i set my eye upon yours

Cecilia kept those little fists slamming into that bus for what felt like a long time. Her legs were starting to do that strange patches or white, patches of red thing that happens to pale people in the cold. Not to mention her entire upper body was shaking like a vibrator. Awkward comparison but none the less, true. Cecilia was about ready to pop open a window and shimmy in, find Nico, and give him a hard kick for not getting there sooner. Cecilia didn’t understand why it would take a man, a grown ass man which proper sized legs, this long to get to the door. Maybe he was in a bath. That made her shiver more. The thought of him, in a warm tub, with some hot coco, and a book. Oh now, Cecilia just wanted to join him. Wait, what if that hot coco and a book was some other girl. Cecilia now planned on breaking down the door and biting some bitches ankles off when the door finally swung open.

That burst of warm air was enough to make her smile, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth. Cecilia didn’t wait for Nico to say she just pushed past beside him into the warmth. It was then, standing there in his bus, shivering, that she noticed his choice of clothes. Cecilia looked at Nico like he was some form of god, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide. Her head she was thinking all sorts of inappropriate actions. Yes, she had seen him with less on. She has done pretty much everything her little heart desired with him. But still if she wasn’t prepared to see it, it was rather shocking. “Oh damn” She said her eyes obviously wandering up and down his body. “I have g-g-good t-t-timing” stuttering from the cold.

Cecilia found her way to the couch and the blanket that was sitting on it. Yes, Nico had a few stacks of paper on it, but she was too cold to care. Snatching the blanket up turning the neat stack into a messy pile half on the floor and half on the couch. Cecilia slumped down into the couch the blanket wrapped around her as tight as she could. She looked up at Nico with a bit of a glare. “Well, get me something warm!” In her head she was kind of hoping that something warm was him, but she didn’t want to say that directly. “And don’t expect a single hug from me, you were super slow getting that door.” Cecilia could be sassy when she wasn’t happy. Especially when she was unhappy because she wasn’t getting what she wanted. Right now she wanted to sit here, all curled up with Nico and talk wedding. But she was soaked and dripping all over his couch and papers. Not at all what she wanted.

words:: 481
outfit:: thisss
notes:: none

[NICOLI DAVI VILA NOVA,]

Oops. There Nico went again. Being a bad boyfriend. It’s not that he didn’t love or care about Cecilia. Oh god did he love her. It’s just that he got busy. Really busy. And sidetracked. And well…forgetful. Like the time he showed up late to her birthday party. Now that he didn’t forget. He got caught up at the studio and the next thing you know he was jolting in 45 minutes late. Needless to say Nico got zero sheet play that night. He could tell it bothered CC, the way it seemed she was second best to his job. But she didn’t understand the stresses of owning a multi-million dollar company. Either way Nico’s sun rise and set on Cecilia. Yes, you could call the boy head over heels.

The second he swung open the door the brisk air hit Nico’s chest. “ShitwhydidIjustdothatthat’sfuckingcoldwhereinthehellismyshirt?” was the first thing to run through his mind. But with the look on Cecilia’s face he was kinda glad he hadn’t had the time for frivolous things like clothing. He couldn’t hold back a shy devilish smile while tousling his wet curly hair. “Oh damn. I have g-g-good t-t-timing.” She chattered out her words, dripping and shaking from the icy rain. “I just call it ‘I stink let me go shower oh what do you know I left my girlfriend out in the rain.’” He had considered going to get her a blanket but before he could she had invited herself to a bit of couch and organized paper slaughtering. He just sighed and shook his head tightening his towel around his waist. Obviously CC’s comfort was a bit more important to him than a stack of folders.

Now he knew she was bound to get snippy. And who could blame her? Nico was all cute and cuddly when he wanted to be. But he had been kinda neglectful lately. He went over to the kitchenette, pulled a mug out of the cabinet, filled it with water and a lemon tea bag and popped it in the microwave. With Cecilia denying him any sort of affection he sauntered over to her behind the couch. And seeing as he was about ten times her size he picked her up by her waist blanket and all and slung her over his shoulder. He didn’t really care about the fact that she was soaked to the bone and dripping rainwater down his back. He was gonna hold her one way or another. “Now what were you saying about that hug?” The microwave chimed and he sat her down on his bed and threw his comforter around her along with an extra towel he had sitting on the edge of the bed. He kissed the top of her head and went over to grab her tea. Yes, this is what it looks like. Nico was being a good nurturing little boyfriend. He handed Cecilia the mug and made sure she was facing the wall. “Now whatever you do” he said “don’t turn around.” And with that he dropped his towel to the floor.

Notes: None
Tags: Cecilia!
Word Count: 514
Outfit: here!
Muse: SHIT

[CECILIA LACEY SIMON,]

oh it is love
from the first
time i set my eye upon yours

Cecilia knew that Nico tried his best to be around for her. But she also knew that he did his best to take care of his company. Cecilia tried her best to look at it like she could survive without him around all the time, but his band and job would fail if he left. But still certain birthday incidents kept her always slightly bitter, and a grumpster. Cecilia was also sure that he loved her and that he loved him, and that if it was of huge importance Nico would drop everything for her. Cecilia tried not to get to upset at him but had her moments of rage non the less.

Like now for example. “You always forget me. I don’t’ care if you stink. Next time wait and we’ll just shower together.” She said nodding slowly. “Teamwork and all the jazz.” She sat back and watched him start her tea. Cecilia closed one eye, put up to fingers and started pinching them together. “I crush your head. I crush it. Squish” she said following his soaking curls around the kitchen. She put her hand down and sighed. “You aren’t decapitated!” she whined throwing her head back.

Then he picked her up. Cecilia squeaked and sort of went limp in his arms. “No, no hug. We are fighting” She said, making sure to kick him a little as he carried her. Though Cecilia did frown when he set her down. Being touched by Nico was pretty much her favorite thing. Any kind of touching. Except being tickled. Cecilia hated being tickled. She took the extra towel and started to dry her hair. She grabbed the tea and smiled, putting her face over the mug so the steam warmed it up. Cecilia took a few sips before setting the mug on the table next to his bed. “Yes sir” she said saluting him. “Whatever you do, don’t come under the covers” She said sliding down under his comforter and pulling off her soaking dress and pulling off her hat. She tossed them out of the bed trying to best to hit Nico without seeing him. She laid under there shivering for a bit in her underwear. Before she realized that Nico was her property and therefore she had every right to look at him naked whenever she wished. Cecilia tried to be as sneaky about her spying as possible and peaked her head out of the covers, just enough so she could see. She enjoyed the view for a bit before giggling softly mostly to herself.

words:: 428
outfit:: thisss
notes:: FINALLY

[NICOLI DAVI VILA NOVA,]

This…this was an ideal moment. This was how Nico and Cecilia always should be, and often were. They’re playful spats made them more realistic. And despite not always being able to admit it, they held themselves accountable for their flaws and mistakes. In all honesty, clearly they weren’t perfect, but they were perfect for each other. Sometimes Cecilia was an overbearing baby. And Nico certainly did not pay enough attention. But the time they had together, even if things weren’t going as smooth as they could, they always seemed to work out for the best at the end of the day. And now here they were, engaged to be married in a few weeks. Although Nico couldn’t see the rest of his life with anyone but Cecilia, he hadn’t expected this so soon. But all in all, he was content.

He had stripped down to nothing, kind of hopping CC would go back on her word. He was about to cross to the dresser and reach for a pair of boxers when he heard a soft giggle coming from beneath the blanket. He turned just in time to see the covers snatch down to the bed. Caught in the act. He smiled turning away from the dresser. “You are just so damn hard headed.”

It wasn’t like they had never seen each other naked before. There had been plenty of that. But the fact that they had just made it into a little game almost made it seem…dirtier. And if CC wasn’t going to keep her word there was no way Nico would either. Silently, he crept over to the tiny lump under the covers and grabbed the edge of the comforter trying to be sneaky about it. All at once he tossed back the covers and tackled her. And despite her extreme distaste for behind tickled he tickled her sides pulling her close shouting “peeping tom!”

Aside from them being totally naked and rolling around on Nico’s bed it was kind of cute.

Notes: None
Tags: Cecilia!
Word Count: 334
Outfit: here!
Muse: (: