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Musicals 🎧💿🫧🍒

Will hushes Nico, "Nico it's the best part!" He says through tears, 

"Then why are you crying?" Nico jabs through a mouthful of popcorn. They were watching Hamilton in Cabin 13, they had the blankets pulled over their heads and an infinite bucket of popcorn, and they had just reached the song "Burn" Nico wasn't too fussed about Musicals. His mother had taken him and Bianca to see one when he was younger, it was called "The black crook" he couldn't remember many details, but he hadn't liked it much. He didn't really like Hamilton either, but Will was happy, and that was enough for Nico. "Pay attention!" Will hisses in a half joking half serious way, "Will, I'm happy to watch it with you, but you know musicals aren't my thing," Will pauses it and looks at him,

"I know that, and I'm glad you said you'd watch it, just this once," Will says, and he means it. 

They've reached "the election of 1800"  now, and Nico is almost asleep, Will has stopped crying for the most part, but had a rough patch during "It's quiet uptown."  Nico absentmindedly wraps his arms around Will and buries his head in his shoulder. Will is warm and soft, and the blankets are cozy, he can smell cinnamon and cocoa and is reminded of the many candles Will has lit in the room, it had seemed ridiculous when he first did it. But it now seemed- I don't know- comforting? It smells like his mother's old perfume she would wear on nights out, and Nico remembers how she would kiss his forehead and shut the door while Nico sat and waited by the warm fireplace for her return. 

The atmosphere is heavy like a weighted blanket, Hamilton is almost over, and Will too is almost asleep. Nico hadn't really liked "The black crook" but Hamilton was different, maybe it was how nice it felt to have Will next to him, or how the room reminded him of a fond memory, but it was different, he was sure of that. "You know Will," Nico says to a now dozing Will, "I think maybe, with you and popcorn and a blanket, I could learn to like musicals," He kisses Will's forehead and lies down to sleep. And Will smiles into the mattress, because maybe, with Nico and KitKats and his fave songs, Will could learn to like the dark, and everything that came with it.

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