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When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Nico was pretty sure his heart will explode. This was fortunate, since Will was a doctor. But Will was half of the problem. . .
After Nico talked with Jason, Percy somehow popped in, and there was a Percy and Jason war.
Of course, their bickering was not at all helpful, and Nico walked back to his cabin, only to find Will standing there.
Will was wearing a blue t-shirt that made his eyes a deeper cerulean shade, and smelled faintly of lavender. His hair looked combed, and he was absolutely attractive.
Not that Nico was paying any attention. "It's six o'clock?" Nico guessed.
"Not yet—one more minute. I just thought I'll be early," Will teased. "Nah, I was actually just waiting here for you."
"Sorry I made you wait," Nico apologized, already feeling deflated. "I was just asking—um, talking with Jason."
Will nodded, and Nico was grateful for him not asking for any more details.
"So, where are we going?" Nico inquired, curious.
"Ah . . . that's a surprise."
"Okay . . ." Nico felt slightly awkward for a moment, with the tension now forming. But he decided it was a comfortable silence. He once read that if two people could share silence and it was comfortable; it will form a stronger bond.
Will began to hum softly under his breath absentmindedly. It sounded quiet, and melodic to Nico's ears.
"What song is that?" he couldn't help but ask.
"A special song," Will smiled. To the Italian's disappointment, Will stopped humming. "Do you like macaroni?"
"Sure. So, did you buy frozen food or something?"
"Of course not, Death Boy. We're going to the movies."
"And Chiron let you?" Nico raised his eyebrows quizzicall.
"Yes, he did. As long as I take care of you, and not let you out of my sight." The son of Apollo's eyes sparkled. "And that won't be a problem."
Nico faintly blushed, wondering if it was a sort of compliment. Gods, Will was confusing! What if he got the message wrong, and Will just wanted them to be friends? After all, 'hang out' was a loose term that friends use. Then again, in cliché books or movies, going to the theatre meant a date.
"You look clueless." Will stated the obvious.
"Um, are we going on a date? I mean, it's okay if we're not, I don't want to—I mean I like dates, I mean us. I mean—"
Will clearly looked amused, his eyes seeming to light everything around Nico.
Nico blinked, faintly thinking of Apollo. Yes, there was a distinct resemblance. But personally, Will was much more handsome. "You are giving me a headache," he mumbled.
"And you are very oblivious." Will stepped closer to the son of Hades, so their faces were one inch from each other's.
Nico felt his stomach flip, and already turned red at the distance. He was angry that somebody could just unveil him in one glance. Nobody else could ever make him feel this way, not even Percy. It irritated, but also intrigued him.
Will brushed his hand against Nico's face, gently and lightly. "I am always here for you, Nico. Remember that."
"I just realized something," Nico murmured softly.
"Yes?" Will leaned in expectantly.
"They don't have macaroni at the theatre. Why did you ask me about macaroni?"
"Oh, well, I just wanted to know if you liked it. Good thing you do; I love people who like macaroni."
Nico made sure to keep that note, and as ridiculous as it may seem, he had no idea it will be very useful in the future. . .
"Can you explain to me why that girl is shrieking?" Nico asked.
"Her boyfriend was possessed by an alien," Will explained.
Nico made a face. He at first visualized a banal movie—like forbidden love, or something—that will lighten the romantic mood between him and Will. Instead, it was a movie with possession and aliens. He let out a loud sigh, earning sharp glares from the people sitting in front of them.
The credits slowly rolled on the screen, ending with the scene of the girl stabbing her boyfriends, killing both him and the alien.
"How dramatic," Nico commented. He blinked, as the theatre lights flickered on.
"How was it?" Will smiled.
"Um . . . honestly?" Nico took a deep breath. "That movie was literally the most horrible I ever watched. I mean, sure, a guy can like a few movies about aliens, but the ending—awful." Nico shook his head. "I also hate movies that show girls as weak people, possession is dumb, and—"
"Okay, I get it. The movie was horrible." To Nico's surprise, Will started to laugh really hard. "You should've seen your face through the whole movie! Gods, you are just too adorable."
Nico flushed, bewildered and angry. "Wait—you knew this movie was horrible?" He felt tears sting his eyes, and he wiped them away angrily. What type of game was Will playing?
Will immediately lost his smile, and placed his hands on Nico's shoulders. "The reason I brought you here was so it will cheer you up. I mean, you were moping around these days lately."
"So I'm just a charity case?" Nico immediately regretted his words, realising that was exactly what people say in movies. He pushed Will's hands off him, and stormed outside. It was raining, but honestly he didn't care if he got pneumonia or other colds. It was better than what he was feeling now.
"Nico!" Will ran beside him. "You are not a charity case. You are the most beautiful, alluring, and mysterious guy I've ever met."
Nico swallowed, staring right into Will's eyes. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I try to not constantly worry if you like me or not, but it's hard. And even though I hate those cliché moments and fairy-tales, I just want it to happen to me."
Will froze, startled. "What?"
"I thought we were on a date. You know—sharing popcorn, watching some stupid movie and you maybe kiss me or something." Nico usually was composed, and didn't reveal anything, but today he felt it was a time to break apart. Emotions were tearing at him, his heart feeling torn and shattered.
"I never wanted you to feel this way." Will hesitantly slung his arm around the son of Hades' shoulders, who didn't resist. "The reason why I'm going slowly is because this is new to you. I don't want to be that first jerk boyfriend who hurt you. But I guess I'm doing that now, huh?"
Nico buried his face in the blond's chest. "I'm sorry I'm a horrible date."
"I'm sorry I ruined your first date," Will countered. He gently nudged Nico's chin, lifting it up. "It's raining."
"Very good observation," Nico replied.
Will chuckled. "I think this could be a turning point in our date." He brought his lips to the Italian, the kiss soft and light.
Nico's pulse speeded, as he wrapped his arms around the other demigod, deepening their kiss.
Eventually both of them pulled away.
"There's your moment," Will whispered. "Scratch 'being kissed in the rain' off your list."
"That wasn't even on my list. I don't even know why people do that. We're both wet," Nico said, and then blushed. "No dirty thoughts intended—I mean, not that I was even thinking of it." Nico shut-up completely, knowing if he talked any longer, it would be bringing up even more awkwardness.
"I love you, Death Boy," Will said.
"Even though we've officially met for five days," Nico stated.
"Hey, don't ruin the mood. Let's say we're in a Hollywood Movie . . . what will we do next? After I say that I love you?"
"We . . . kiss some more?" Nico suggested.
Will smirked. "We both know you'll be happy with that."
The son of Hades turned red, as the blond gave another laugh.
