Jeff smiled as Nick shivered beside him. He shrugged off his denim jacket and wrapped it around Nick's shoulders.

“You know, we could still go to Blaine's for the tail end of the party,” Jeff offered. “We can have a few beers, watch the ball drop…I'm sure it's much warmer than sitting out here and staring at the Auglaize River.”

“I-I know,” Nick stuttered through trembling lips. “J-just a few m-more minutes, and then we c-can go.”

Nick shifted his position on the hood of the silver car, trying to get the blood circulation back in his legs. Jeff rolled his eyes and snaked an arm around Nick's shoulders, pulling him in close. Nick's cold and rigid body melted immediately against Jeff's, a contented sigh escaping his lips.

“Not that I don't enjoy being alone with you in the pitch black and freezing cold,” Jeff started, “but what exactly are we waiting out here for?”

Nick looked down at his knees, bent with his legs pulled up beneath him. They had been sitting out in the cold for over two hours, and he was beginning to feel a little silly.

“I was…well, I was maybe hoping that we might see…uh…”

“A what, Nicky?” Jeff turned to his boyfriend, a tiny smile curling his lips.

“A falling star,” Nick admitted quietly.

Jeff's brow furrowed in confusion.

“A falling star?” Jeff repeated. “Why did you want to see a falling star?”

“I just…wanted a little luck…for us.” Nick sighed, bowing his head even more. “Now that I say it out loud, it sounds stupid.”

“Nicky,” Jeff admonished softly, “nothing you could say would ever sound stupid.”

Nick's gaze stayed locked on his knees while Jeff's eyes searched the skies, trying to find an elusive star for his boyfriend.

“Maybe we should go,” Nick said, starting to slide out of Jeff's grasp and off of the car.

“No,” Jeff said petulantly, pulling Nick between his legs and scooting as far up the hood of the silver ZX as he could. “You want a star, Nicky, we'll find you a star.”

“You mean that?” Nick turned to look into Jeff's face, cheeks red and ruddy from the cold; shining brown eyes sweeping the night sky.

“Of course I mean it.” Jeff started to shiver, too. He held Nick tight in his arms, willing away the cold.

Nick sighed, smiling wide and shaking his head.

“No, Jeff,” Nick said, pulling Jeff reluctantly from the hood of the car, “we should go before you freeze to death.”

“A-are you sure?” Jeff's teeth chattered as the pair unfolded from each other's arms, warmth escaping as their bodies parted.

“Yes,” Nick said, nodding his head. “Positive. Maybe we don't need a falling star for luck. Maybe we can just make our own luck.”

“And what would you wish for?” Jeff asked, eyes glued to a spot in the sky. “If you saw a falling star?”

“That's easy.” Nick stepped close to his boyfriend, circling his narrow waist with denim clad arms. “NYADA for you. NYU for me. And a long, happy future for us both in New York.”

“Good…” Jeff turned Nick in his arms and pointed to the sky. “I think you just made your wish.”

Nick's eyes went wide at the sight of several silver streaks shooting across the black night sky, each one burning bright for barely a second before disappearing into the inky dark.

“A meteor shower!” Nick exclaimed with delight. “I can't believe it! What crazy…”

“Luck?” Jeff finished.

Nick chuckled.

“I guess so,” he said, shaking his head.

“Do you really want that?” Jeff asked softly. “A long and happy future…with me?”

Nick tilted his head to look into his boyfriend's eyes.

“I always have,” Nick confessed. “And I still do…for as long as you want to be with me.”

Jeff turned Nick back around and kissed him, his tongue soft and warm against Nick's cold, quivering lips, as he gently licked across the seam of Nick's mouth. Nick hummed happily as Jeff kissed him, content to freeze to death in his boyfriend's arms as long as Jeff kept kissing him.

“D-do you think if we haul ass to Blaine's he'll let us have one of the g-guest rooms for the n-night?”

Nick bit his lip at the look of lust in his boyfriend's beautiful brown eyes.

“Only one way to find out,” Nick said, tugging suggestively on Jeff's lower lip with a gentle nibble. Jeff moaned, suddenly warm all over as he led Nick to the passenger's side door and opened it so Nick could quickly slip in. Jeff slid over the hood and into the driver's side door in record time, firing the engine to start up the heater. He shivered once when the air blew out cold, but the car quickly heated up and both boys shed their sweaters. Jeff rolled his neck on the head rest and looked at Nick, sitting beside him, flexing his fingers as they tingled from the heat.

“What's wrong, Nicky?” Jeff asked.

“Nothing. My fingers are still a little cold.”

Nick looked over at Jeff and smirked. Quickly Nick leaned over and pulled at Jeff's button fly, shoving his cold fingers into Jeff's boxer briefs and wrapping them around Jeff's cock.

“Jesus, Nicky!” Jeff squeaked, bucking his hips in shock. “Your fingers are freezing!”

“They aren't now.” Nick raised his eyebrows, slowly moving his hand over his boyfriends cock, feeling it grow beneath his chilly fingers. “Maybe you can take me to Blaine's and warm the rest of me up.”

Jeff's breathing shuddered at his boyfriend's uncharacteristically seductive tone.

“Hell, yeah!” he said, throwing the silver car into gear and racing out onto the street. “But if you're going to keep doing that, pray I don't kill us before we get there.”