Okay, so this has been in my phone notepad for over a year and idk what to do with it. So here you go, I guess
More often than not, it was about the journey instead of the destination.
The sentiment sounded like something that should be plastered across a middle school classroom wall, accompanied with an inspirational photo that had nothing to do with the words next to them. But Nico agreed with it nonetheless. He felt it in the base of some feel-good song that reverberated beneath his feet in time with his heart beats. He felt it in the dull motion sicknesses that burned his eyes and his head, easily ignored in favour of the spirited feeling that stung much like the icy wind of the AC. He wound down his window and smiled into the rushing air. He was tempted to laugh out his goodwill to the houses that were flashing past, but self awareness held him back.
Will, a strong contender for at least part of his good mood did it for him, whooping out a vocalization of his happiness. He leaned over and posted a piece of candy (a road trip necessity, in both their opinions) into Nico's mouth.
Will took the opportunity of the proximity to plant a kiss on his cheek.
"Eyes on the road, genius," the target muttered.
He slid a hand into Will's knee and squeezed it affectionately.
Neither of them had any idea where they were going. Neither of them minded.
As cheesy as it sounded (another contender for the classroom wall), all that mattered was that they were together.
