You and I - A DaNico fanfic
Chapter 2
Nico's POV
Nico's typical half-smile was gracing his lips. Here he was again, standing in front of her door, without a solid reason.
He caught the remnants of song that he was sure was on repeat.
"I'll help you read those books" this lyric reminded him of a vague memory of book clubs and Ken Follet.
He smiled a little bit as the momery came flooding back. Nico had suggested that her mother was comprising her work. Something that had riled her up.
Nico chuckled, this is only one of the many things that made her attractive and admirable to him. She had a fierce loyalty to her family and would go to any extent to protect them.
Just as he would do with the Hawks.
Her physical beauty was also no drawback. Although Nico usually did not care about what was outside. Her strength and calm was something he had come to respect and admire.
The song had started again,
"You might be a bit confused" - Why did she have to fall into bed with that Donnally. Admittedly, he was a much better choice than her scumbag husband and that flighty psychologist, Aldridge. Still, why did she have to go jumping in with Donnally when he was right here...
Nico sighed and reminded himself, he couldn't give her what Donnally could. Stability. Peace. And most importantly - Answers.
Nico thought that all was well in paradise so when he heard that the two had broken up, he was taken back. But this was nothing compared to the searing pain he felt when he saw her pain riddled eyes.
All he wanted to do was to gather her up in his arms and hold her till all her fears and pain had left her. But all he could do was ask her if she was ok. He knew she wasn't but he couldn't do anything about it. In there.
"You might be a little bit bruised" - Nico's train of thought was broken and another one took its place. The night he had gone to her about Gabrielle, he had gone expecting a therapist but he received a friend instead.
Friend. How alien had the word sounded. Nico didn't know what had made him trust her about such a sensitive issue, but he knew he needed to. He needed to see comfort in those warm eyes. He needed her.
Nico sighed heavily as he ran his hand through his hair. His mind knew he shouldn't be doing this. Sadly, tonight his heart had won.
As Nico stood looking at her door, he decided that he would go ahead with this flimsy plan. And he began his ritual knocking.
He liked the thought that popped in his head out of nowhere.
The thought of 'You and I'