Solangelo One Shots (fluff)

Vampire AU(pt.3)/Story XXVI

Time passed in the manor. Will had slowly become more comfortable with Nico and never really felt unsafe around him. Their days were rather boring and consisted of much reading, drawing, and chatting. Neither of them though, would wish for anything else.

Until one day, things started to change.

Usually, they would eat all three meals together, even though Nico didn't really eat. Will would prepare himself food and he and Nico would sit at the dining table and dine together. Will at one end, Nico at the other, an ocean of wood between. Nico didn't want to pressure Will, so he kept his distance. He let Will come to him. So, when they sat awkwardly together at meal times, a vast table in between, Will quickly noticed that he didn't like being super far away from Nico. Slowly, he would sit in the next chair up, making his way to Nico's side at the head of the table. When Will finally reached it, Nico gave him a small smile.

He would never admit it, but Nico was so glad that Will was becoming more comfortable with his presence. Not shifting uncomfortably, or tensing whenever he moved.

Will would eat and they would talk. After some time, Will noticed Nico becoming paler and tilted his head in concern.

"Do you need blood?" he asked Nico as he gazed at the pale vampire.

Nico sighed. "Yeah," he breathed. "But I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

Will smiled softly and placed a comfortingly warm hand on Nico's shoulder. "Go ahead, I don't mind."

Nico slowly stood up and made his way to the kitchen. He came back with a box of blood in hand, going for the more opaque option since Will wouldn't be able to see the blood itself.

Now, it would go on like this. Everyday, for every meal. Will eating whatever he could scrounge up from the garden, and Nico sipping on a box of blood.

But, one day, there was a terrible storm.

Will had just turned in for the night and was getting into bed, when a loud clap of thunder startled him. He couldn't help but think back to the night that made him end up at the manor. The storm outside was much like it and Will found himself becoming anxious. Frankly he was scared. His room was rather cold and dark, and the warmth of the fire in the hearth downstairs sounded blissful.

So, Will wrapped himself in his duvet and shuffled downstairs.

As he rounded the corner that led to the living room, he spotted Nico resting on the couch. He was sitting properly, like always. One leg crossed over the other, straight back, lifted chin. He was reading a book like usual, and hadn't noticed Will.

Will padded over, his bare feet cold on the hardwood floor. The carpet that was under the sofa was soft and fluffy. The closer he got to the fire, the warmer he felt.

Will didn't know exactly what came over him at that moment, but the only thing that sounded good was cuddling. He wanted to wrap himself around someone, warm by the fire.

Nico noticed Will hovering above him, wrapped firmly in the duvet from his bed. He looked quite snuggly and all Nico wanted to do was hug him.

"Are you alright?" Nico asked as Will's demeanor changed and he started closing in on himself.

Will bit his lip. "I, I couldn't sleep...because of the storm." he said softly.

Nico took a breath and put his book down. To his surprise, Will plopped down on the couch with a heavy huff. And what was weird was that Will plopped down right beside Nico. Like really close. Nico would be lying if he said it didn't cause a warm feeling in his chest.

Then Will's head softly lulled and landed with a plop on Nico's shoulder. Nico held his breath, not daring to move as though Will was a spooked animal who was just starting to feed from his hand.