Love Wins (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 40 - Love Wins (Pt.1)

~Nico Di Angelo~

I look up at Will; he smiles at me, and I wonder how anyone can be so chipper within an hour after they wake up. He runs a damp hand through my hair and kisses my forehead. When my eyes fully adjust to the morning light, I realize that Will is only wearing boxers.

Nice Batman undies, nerd.

"Buongiorno, luce del sol."

"Good morning, angel." He hums. "You ready for the big surprise event of our date?"

I nod and slowly sit up, crawling onto his lap as I do so. I press my forehead against the side of his jaw and he gives it a kiss.

"Are you finally going to tell me what I've been waiting months for?"

"No, you still have to wait a little bit." He smirks. I groan loudly and hit him lightly, swearing at him in Italian. "Come on baby, let's get dressed. I picked out a uh special outfit for you today."

A little scared, I get out of bed and stretch accidentally letting a porn worthy moan escape my lips. Laughing a little, Will kisses my cheeks and tells me to go to the bathroom and get ready. Smiling, I do as I'm told.

As I'm washing my hands, I look at myself and the mirror and I can't help but smile. My cheeks are no longer sunken in, the dark circles and bags under my eyes are reduced, my eyes now have a shine in them, there's now a glow to my face, and it's all thanks to Will.

~Flashback~

"This," Will says, pulling a cigarette out of my mouth, "is gross. You're too young to be doing this kind of crap."

"But-"

"But what? There's no reason for you to be doing this." He says as he stomps it out and throws it into the nearest trash bin. "And don't pull that edgy emo 'it-reminds-me-that-I'm-alive' bullshit with me."

I glare at the floor and cross my arms over my chest. He wraps his arms around me tightly and kisses my forehead.

"It's gross, baby. You're so much better than that," he kisses my cheek "you're so much better than that." He repeats softly.

After a couple of days of Will begging me to stop smoking, I finally cave in and agree; and after about a month I realize that I made the right choice. I still crave it every once and a while, but I feel much better.

~New Flashback~

I'm standing in front of a body mirror in nothing but my boxers, Will's arms wrapped around my waist and his lips pressed to my neck. Heat rises through my chest and face as I watch myself become flustered by Will's gentle kisses. He pulls his mouth away from my neck to reveal a small purple spot.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself." He blushes; smiling he looks up and we make eye contact through the mirror. "I want you to take a long, hard, look at yourself, and tell me every single thing you like about yourself."

"Why? This is stupid, Will. I don't understand how this is supposed to make me happier." I mumble.

"The first step to getting over this dark period in your life is to convince yourself that there are in fact good things about you. And anyone can give someone a compliment, but it takes a whole new meaning when it comes from you. When was the last time you told yourself what you love about yourself?"

"I dunno, probably never." I quietly admit.

"Exactly," he kisses my cheek. "I want you to do that right now and say it out loud, it feels better. Oh! I also want you to say why you like it."