[Will moves away and Nico sinks into the chair, head in hands. He's still considering crawling under the desk into the shadow when he hears the door again and looks up to find Argus gone.
Nico groans and covers his eyes again.]
I miss having the cabin to ourselves. [It comes out a muffled whine. He loves Mal but this is entirely her fault.]
We should go somewhere. Without sisters and hundred eyed giants. [He reaches for Will's face as he speaks, thumb sliding across his jaw and a mischievous smile in his eyes.]
Anywhere. The city, maybe. I know a few places. [They don't do this often, but with Mal moved in, their alone time has virtually disappeared. He wouldn't trade Mal for the world but he misses it. And he wants to be better about this. Braver. Will deserves it.]
[It's a stupid joke but Nico grins anyway because it is. (A date.)]
Guess we better finish this then. [He motions to the pile of herbs back on the bed, completely forgotten for the last several minutes. Also forgotten, the fact that he's definitely getting up at six in the morning.]
no subject
will:
reaching out, he passes a hand over nico's arm in soothing gesture.
he only asks that nico not look at him because he will burst out laughing. ]
no subject
no subject
will turns to the desk, his shoulders shaking. he tries to raise his head. finally stands. ]
I'm gonna help — [ vaguely motioning at argus before will actually sprains something. ]
no subject
Nico groans and covers his eyes again.]
I miss having the cabin to ourselves. [It comes out a muffled whine. He loves Mal but this is entirely her fault.]
no subject
Like we wouldn’t have been caught here just the same.
no subject
Why Argus? Anyone else we might have been able to fool, but Argus?
no subject
[ he drops a kiss to nico’s cheek, arms wound around his boyfriend’s neck. ]
no subject
How long are you on shift for? [He raises his head to give Will a curious look.]
no subject
no subject
Not for long, just for dinner maybe?
no subject
Where are you thinking?
no subject
no subject
Yeah. I’d like that.
no subject
Leave at seven?
no subject
[ he’s got jokes. ]
no subject
Guess we better finish this then. [He motions to the pile of herbs back on the bed, completely forgotten for the last several minutes. Also forgotten, the fact that he's definitely getting up at six in the morning.]
So don't distract me anymore, geez. [He smirks.]
no subject
and shoving him the fuck away from his person. ]