(He mumbles the words, still feeling disquieted by the entire thing. His eyes are melancholic and he's listening for the end of the song.
Or at least he is until Nico moves his hand. Will already knew what he wanted at the end of this. He likes to think he has made it clear enough but it isn't until Nico has relocated his hand back to its original position that Will understands Nico is a far more complex person than just the ideal Will had built up in his head. That there was all of this depth to explore and instead of feeling put out about not knowing, Will was suddenly so encouraged to figure out all of it. He wanted to know Nico better, much better, because if they did ever get to...to whatever, Will wanted to be good to Nico. He wanted to be good for Nico.
It's not until Nico's forehead touches his own and the boy slips into his personal space in ways Will had only ever dreamed of that Will realizes that the feelings are- to some extent- mutual. That maybe he'd fumbled and been a bit of an idiot but he hadn't done any severe damage. Maybe he doesn't know Nico all that well but he does know him plenty well enough to know that Nico would never just do this with anyone. He's pretty sure anyone at camp who barely knew Nico at all would be able to figure this one out.
The guilt seeps away. It's not forgotten, the lesson ingrained, but his shoulders relax and there's a warmth starting to grow in his chest once more. He shifts his body closer to Nico's and they're not quite dancing anymore but swaying instead. They weren't ready to kiss, no, definitely not, but this...This was nicer than he had anticipated.)
Can I reiterate what I said earlier? (His voice is soft, private. He clears his throat, not waiting for Nico.)
I want to be the only person you want to dance with like this. And I want to be the only person you don't mind teasing you. I won't tell people about this because I don't like the idea of other people teasing you because they might be teasing you how I tease you or worse- to be mean. I um. I don't want this to be made into a joke by anyone cause it isn't a joke to me.
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(He mumbles the words, still feeling disquieted by the entire thing. His eyes are melancholic and he's listening for the end of the song.
Or at least he is until Nico moves his hand. Will already knew what he wanted at the end of this. He likes to think he has made it clear enough but it isn't until Nico has relocated his hand back to its original position that Will understands Nico is a far more complex person than just the ideal Will had built up in his head. That there was all of this depth to explore and instead of feeling put out about not knowing, Will was suddenly so encouraged to figure out all of it. He wanted to know Nico better, much better, because if they did ever get to...to whatever, Will wanted to be good to Nico. He wanted to be good for Nico.
It's not until Nico's forehead touches his own and the boy slips into his personal space in ways Will had only ever dreamed of that Will realizes that the feelings are- to some extent- mutual. That maybe he'd fumbled and been a bit of an idiot but he hadn't done any severe damage. Maybe he doesn't know Nico all that well but he does know him plenty well enough to know that Nico would never just do this with anyone. He's pretty sure anyone at camp who barely knew Nico at all would be able to figure this one out.
The guilt seeps away. It's not forgotten, the lesson ingrained, but his shoulders relax and there's a warmth starting to grow in his chest once more. He shifts his body closer to Nico's and they're not quite dancing anymore but swaying instead. They weren't ready to kiss, no, definitely not, but this...This was nicer than he had anticipated.)
Can I reiterate what I said earlier? (His voice is soft, private. He clears his throat, not waiting for Nico.)
I want to be the only person you want to dance with like this. And I want to be the only person you don't mind teasing you. I won't tell people about this because I don't like the idea of other people teasing you because they might be teasing you how I tease you or worse- to be mean. I um. I don't want this to be made into a joke by anyone cause it isn't a joke to me.