Will manages to maneuver him into the passenger seat. Nico plops down and just blinks and looks around like he's starting to surface from his haze.

Will shuts the door and must slam it a little harder than he intended to because he can see Nico flinch behind the window. He walks around the car and climbs into the driver's seat, closing the door behind him before he leans over to try do up Nico's seatbelt. Nico's not having it though, slapping his hands away when he tries to get the belt around him.

"I can't breathe," he insists, grabbing Will's wrists and stopping him.

Their faces are inches apart and Will stares at him steadily for a minute before leaning back to face the windshield with a controlled exhale. His hands grip the steering wheel, fingernails digging in. He wants to yell and rant but he can't do that now while Nico's still high. He wouldn't understand him.

"Look." Will turns and sees Nico pointing out the windshield. "The moon's melting right out of the sky." Will follows his gaze up to the night sky embedded with stars. The moon is there, almost full but small and unremarkable as usual. He doesn't know what Nico's talking about.

"Nico, do you have any idea how stupid that was?" he ground out. He knew it was pointless. Knew Nico wouldn't remember this conversation anyway but he couldn't help himself.

"It's a sticky night," the boy declared turning to meet his eyes. "Dude," he grabbed his shoulder. "Stars are like the streetlamps of the universe." He looks like he's having a major revelation.

Will sighs and leans his head back against the headrest. He doesn't know what he's going to do. Should he tell their parents or not?

Meanwhile, Nico's still chattering at him. "You know it's funny, when you don't sleep- the day never ends. It's just one big extended day. Time is an illusion. It's just a cycle. There is no moving foreword only light and dark, light and dark. It's gonna get lighter and I've witnessed the dark and light."

"Nico," Will says. He doesn't know why he keeps listening this.

"While the difference between us is a gaping chasm which can never be bridged. And if we try, we die falling to the bottom of these cliffs."

Will frowns before his eyes widen in shock as Nico swings a leg around to straddle his lap. He freezes as Nico rests his arms against Will's shoulders and skims his face with both hands.

"She comes on like a rose," Nico says in a low voice. He rests his head down on Will's shoulder as the blonde exhales shakily, hands holding the boy's waist to steady him.

"But everybody knows," Nico sings, nuzzling into his neck. His face feels warm against him.

"She'll get you in Dutch," he continues, tracing his lips over the prominent veins running down the blonde's throat.

"You can look but you better not touch," he whispers carefully, lips brushing his skin as he presses a kiss into Will's wildly beating pulse.

Will's mouth drops open in surprise. No. It couldn't mean. Did Nico know?

"What…?" he whispers and he doesn't know if he's asking about what he's saying or what he's doing.

Nico encircles his arms close around his neck, leaning his body forward. "Poison Ivy" he whispers into his brother's ear.

This was too much. Will pushed the boy back. He flushed as heat rose inside him.

Nico stared straight down at him. And his eyes were half lidded but the part that Will could see looked clouded. The way the clouds looked in the night sky when the moon shined behind them.

And Will knew Nico wasn't here. Not really here, with him in the car right now. Hell, he probably wouldn't even remember any of this tomorrow. But it still didn't stop his mouth from running dry, from swallowing nervously when Nico looked him dead in the eye.

His lips part but whatever his next words are are drowned out by the sound of a loud honk as a rowdy car full of drunken partygoers drives by. "Get a room!" someone yells out. Will flinches at the loud noise as the laughing fades away.

He pulls Nico off his lap and sets him in his own seat before buckling him in. He fastens his own seatbelt and checks the rearview mirror before pulling the car out of there. Nico's head turns toward him, reaction slow. But Will quickly turns the radio on loud to drown out anymore words.

No more drugs.


Give me ideas guys cause this never had a plot really. So tell me what you want to see or what you'd like to happen and maybe I'll use it or maybe it'll give me ideas.

Oh and the song Nico's singing is Poison Ivy by The Coasters.