When Will got home, Nico was sitting on the couch, reading.

He heavily dropped his bag, making Nico look up. He raised an eyebrow, but Will simply walked over. He sat down next to him, gently taking the book from his hands, making him smile. And after he book marked the page he was on and set it gently on the floor, he put his head on Nico's chest, hugging his waist and unfolding his legs so he was comfortably laying.

Nico hummed, wrapping his arms around Will in return, his cheek resting on the top of Will's head.

"You okay?" He asked quietly, Will hummed, "Long day at work?" He asked, and Will groaned, burying his face deeper into his chest.

"Want to talk about it?"

"I just want you to hold me." Nico kissed the top of Will's head, feeling him relax into his arms. It's quiet for a few minutes, and Nico gets kind of worried.

"Look," Nico says, and he sticks his leg out, "I got new pajama pants. Do you like them?" Will turns his head, and Nico sees a faint smile.

"They're cute," he says, sticking his hand out to rub it, "they're fuzzy."

"Coco likes them," Nico replies.

"Coco is a cat, of course she does," Nico pouts, and Will smiles up at him. Nico smiles when Will puts his head back down on his chest, though, moving a hand through his hair. Again, minutes go by without Will saying anything. Nico frowns, he isn't used to Will acting like this, and he doesn't like it.

"Hey," Nico says softly, cupping Will's cheek, the position awkward since his head was on Nico's chest, but he looks up at Nico, "I love you."

Will just stares at Nico for a second, his cheeks flushing.

"What?" Nico asks, blushing himself.

"Nothing," Will said, shaking his head, smiles, "I love you, too."

Nico kisses his forehead, his hand rubbing up and down his back.

"Please talk to me?" Nico asks, and Will sighs, his head dropping back down onto Nico's chest.

"I don't know. I'm just tired, and Samantha is such a bitch," He says, and Nico would laugh if he didn't know Will. But he does, and he knows Will only curses if he's really upset or really angry, so instead he frowns.

"Will-" he's cut off with a sob, and his eyes widen as he looks down at Will, whose shoulders are now shaking as he cries, his hands gripping at Nico's shirt. He frowns, hugging Will as tightly as he can, burying his face into his hair.

He isn't used to Will crying, and Nico isn't sure what to do. He keeps rubbing Will's back until he stops crying, keeps kissing the top of his head, keeps whispering to Will that he loves him.

He only allows himself to relax and fall asleep when he sure Will is.

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Will wakes up on the couch, and pouts. He feels around for Nico, but finds he isn't there and lifts his head, looking around.

"Neeks?" He calls sleepingly, his head falling back down onto the couch. He registers the blanket, and pulls it up. He sighs when he doesn't hear a response, gets up and stretches.

He yawns, walking over to the kitchen and poking his head in. He sees Nico waiting for coffee to brew, and smiles, walking over and wrapping his arms around his waist.

Nico startles, but quickly relaxes into Will's arms. Will puts his head onto Nico's shoulder, softly kisses his neck, and Nico shivers. He puts a hand on top of Will's, gently squeezing it as his coffee finishes brewing.

"Want some?" He asks Will, and Will makes a face. Nico laughs, grabbing a mug as Will lets him go.

Nico takes a sip, looking at Wll over the rim of his mug as he does so, then leans forward to kiss Will's cheek.

"Good morning," he says, making Will beam.

"I love that you do that," he says, bringing Nico into aother hug, minding his mug.

"Do what?" He asks, feeling Will kiss the top of his head.

"Kiss me and tell me good morning. It makes me so happy. You're adorable." Nico rolls his eyes, but he's smiling.

"Are you okay?" He asks, grabbing Will's hand again, this time intertwining their fingers. Will nods.

"You always make me feel better," his kisses Nico's forehead, "I was just stressed and tired yesterday. Samantha didn't really help with that," he rubs a finger over Nico's knuckles as he talks, and Nico hums.

"What did she do?"

Will sighed, dropping his head into Nico's shoulder for a few moments, gathering his thoughts.

"All I want to say is that she isn't very accepting of the fact that we're engaged," Nico hummed, kissing the side of his head, "usually that type of stuff doesn't he to me, but as I said I was stressed and tired."

"You're the one who told me it's okay to be upset," Nico said, using his free hand to rub Will's back, "use your own advice for once, love."

Will smiled, looking up at him.

"I love you," he said. Nico beamed.

"I love you, too," Will shook his head, smiling, and pulled Nico in for a kiss.

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