Chapter TwentySix

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A/N: I just finished The Song Of Achilles and an emotional wreck... I've also recently finished Carry On and I'm obsessed with Snowbaz at the moment.

WPOV:

Nico clings to me, sobbing. I feel really bad. I've made him feel guilty over something that he shouldn't feel guilty about.

"It's okay." I tell Nico for what is probably the hundredth time. "I understand. I shouldn't have made you feel guilty about this." Nico pulls away and shakes his head.
"It's not that, Will." He tells me quietly. "I just... I've been thinking, and..." He looks at his lap, where he's wringing his hands nervously. "We barely know eachother."

"What are you talking about?" I ask. "We know everything about eachother! We've been through loads together!"
"What's my favourite colour?" Nico asks suddenly.
"Black." I answer confidently.
"Dark blue." He corrects me. "Like your eyes." I blush, partially because likes the colour of my eyes, and partially because I got the answer wrong.

"Well what's mine?" I ask.
"Sky blue?"
"Yep." I nod, and I'm not lying. "See, we do know about eachother!"

"My favourite movie." Nico stares at me. I desperately think of movies he's seemed to like, but none seem like his favourite.
"I don't know." I close my eyes and sigh.
"Yours is The Fault In Our Stars, right?" Nico asks warily. I nod.

"You know so much about me, but I don't know anything about you." I realise. "I'm such a bad boyfriend..."
"No, you're not, Will." Nico tells me gently. "We can work on this. We've worked though everything else, haven't we? We'll cope. That's what we do." He cups my face with his hands and I reluctantly open my eyes. He looks right into mine, then brushes his lips against mine.

He pulls back and smiles slightly. "Favourite food."
"Pasta. Spaghetti." I know this is right. Nico nods, smiling slightly.
"And you like gross health foods." He pulls a face jokingly. I stick my tongue out at him, feeling happier now.

Nico grins, and I suddenly pull him toward me, wrapping my arms around him. He seems surprised, but doesn't pull away. He hugs me back, smiling.

"Why are you suddenly so affectionate?" He laughs.
"I'm just so happy..." I sigh contently.
"Why?"
"You." I answer simply.

Nico blushes and nuzzles his face into my chest. I kiss his hair and close my eyes contentedly.

"What did I get right to deserve someone as perfect as you?"

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