Five little Niff drabbles for you to (hopefully) enjoy. I don't own Glee and all that jazz, as per usual.
"Jeff, this pen smells really weird."
"I know, it's popcorn-scented. Don't you like it?"
"But you love popcorn."
"That's why it's strange."
"Yeah. Now can I have a normal pen?"
"Why on earth are you sitting in a box?"
"It's not a box, it's a rocket ship."
"No, it's a box."
"You have no imagination."
"I have plenty of imagination, but that's still a box."
You just smiled when you found out that his favourite sandwich filling was peanut butter and jelly, because it was yours, too.
You couldn't help being a little surprised when he pulled you close and kissed you in front of everyone as he passed you in the hall; but you couldn't help being pretty darn happy too.
"You're so relaxed all the time. How do you do it?"
"It's easy: you just can't be afraid to make an idiot of yourself."
"I don't...I don't know how to do that."
"Come on, it's simple. Just try this: bleaaaarrrgh!"
"...Yeah, no, I'm not doing that."