Over the next few days, Nico faded into consciousness a few times, though still never conscious enough to open his eyes. Each time, he was awake for barely ten minutes, and each time, there was no one in the room but him and Will (not that he minded, of course). Still, he couldn't move when he woke up, until one night at around two o'clock in the morning, when he opened his eyes.
After blinking a few times, he smiled at the sight of Will's hand in his own. He gave it a little squeeze, both to check if he could move his hand, and because it was pretty much the thing that he'd wanted to do the most for the past however many days it was.
Will was slumped against the side of his hospital bed, passed out with his mouth hanging open. Has he really been sitting here this whole time? Nico thought. During the night, too?
Sitting up a little, he reached his left hand out to Will's sleeping face, running his thumb along the bags under his eyes. Slowly, Will blinked himself awake, but sat up when he saw that Nico was up.
"Nico!" Will whispered. "You're- I-"
"You look so tired…" Nico said softly, still resting his thumb on the bags under Will's eyes. "You should get some sleep. And I mean real sleep, not just passing out from sheer exhaustion while leaning against the edge of the bed." Will stared at him, still shocked that he was awake. "Have you been here the whole time?" Nico whispered.
"Yeah. I- Yeah."
After a moment of staring at each other, Nico pulled himself up slightly and weakly pressed his lips to Will's. He was still exhausted, and it happened so quickly that Will could barely react, but it was a kiss. Falling back down onto his bed, Nico whispered "Get some sleep," before slipping into unconsciousness himself.