[ in his chest, will's heart feels caught in a vice. he kisses nico's shoulder, the side of his head, and hugs him tight like will could press every terrible thought and belief from the other boy's body. only when nico's hold begins to relax does will, too, drop his arms.
taking a seat on the bed, will pulls the basket into his lap and starts taking stuff out. he passes nico a still warm roll. depending on how long nico has been without eating ( and will is gambling on a full day, maybe a little more ) he will need something to settle his stomach before getting into anything heavy. getting nico to that point is a long shot, but so long as he eats something will will be if not content at least reassured.
the next thing he hands nico is a bottle full of orange juice. ] For your cold. [ this is a joke. because will solace is another fucking nerd. ]
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taking a seat on the bed, will pulls the basket into his lap and starts taking stuff out. he passes nico a still warm roll. depending on how long nico has been without eating ( and will is gambling on a full day, maybe a little more ) he will need something to settle his stomach before getting into anything heavy. getting nico to that point is a long shot, but so long as he eats something will will be if not content at least reassured.
the next thing he hands nico is a bottle full of orange juice. ] For your cold. [ this is a joke. because will solace is another fucking nerd. ]