Will really couldn't believe his life right now.
A few weeks had passed since he had told Nico the truth, and those weeks had been the best of his life. Now that he wasn't constantly on edge around Nico, he was able to just...enjoy life again. And he was definitely enjoying life a whole lot more now that every time Nico saw him, he would lace their fingers together and press a kiss to Will's cheek.
Will had never had anything like this before. It was...nice. Well, that was an understatement. But he wasn't exactly sure how else to convey the rush that Nico's presence gave him. The warmth that flooded his stomach, the buzzing of nerves, but in a good way, the pure happiness he felt.
It also really helped that crime had all but dissipated at this point. Naturally, Will knew that this was kind of bad. He once again went back to his thoughts about the Mansion of Night. About the message. That stupid card still sat in his drawer. He couldn't bring himself to get rid of it.
He knew that they were pulling back their forces, getting ready for some big attack. He just wasn't sure how, or when, or what he was going to do about it. And that was absolutely terrifying to him. Maybe this whole crime dissipating thing wasn't as good as he'd been thinking. Because right now, he felt dizzy even thinking about it.
Nico's voice and touch pulled him from his thoughts. "Will?" He asked softly, grazing his cheekbone with his thumb. "You okay?"
Will blinked out of his daze. "Um, yeah. Just thinking."
Nico gave him a nervous look. Will's heart ached. He couldn't do this. He couldn't worry Nico. It was okay. He didn't need to know. And besides, he didn't need to think about it now. He was sitting on his bed with Nico, watching stupid movies. He didn't need to bring up all of his worries about impending doom.
So Will mustered up a smile and leaned forward, pressing his lips to Nico's. "Don't worry about it, okay?"
"Just hard not to be worried about you." Nico mumbled against Will's lips as he pulled away.
"You sound like my mom."
"Your mom and I seem to have similar priorities."
Will laughed at that, squeezing Nico's hand. "Seriously, Nico. Let's just...it's easier for me to not think about it, okay?"
"Okay." Nico responded, squeezing his hand back.
They turned their attention back to the movie for a brief moment, before the buzzing of a police radio interrupted them.
"What IS that?" Nico asked, looking around the room for the offending noise.
"Radio," Will said, reaching under his pillow. His heart crawled into his throat. There was no way this was good. He pulled out the radio.
Attention, all units. Please report to Times Square. I repeat, all units report to Times Square. Be prepared.
Will's stomach twisted as the message repeated again and again. ALL units. Be prepared? He had never heard that before. His head pounded, and he got a disgusting crawling feeling over his skin. One message echoed in his brain. This is it.
Nico looked at the radio with wide eyes. "Whoa. Do you think it's serious?"
Will glanced up at Nico. He couldn't tell him. No way he could tell him what he thought was happening. He didn't even want to bring up the Mansion around Nico, let alone tell him that he was pretty sure they were going to be pulling off a full scale attack like...now. So he lied.
"Nah," Will said, trying to keep the shakiness out of his voice. "Probably something dumb."
"Sounded kinda serious." Nico said, fidgeting slightly. He gave Will another worried look.
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Sunflower (or, a Solangelo Spider-Man AU)
FanfictionWill Solace, better known as Spider-Man, loves being a hero. He loves defeating villains, foiling plots, and saving people. However, he doesn't usually find himself getting attached to people easily. That's why it's so strange to him when he falls c...