drama club {boyxboy} {willxnico}

the uncle.

-nico, the next day, christmas-

   when i woke up the next day, Will wasn't in bed with me. we had crawled into my bedroom late at night, but it was only 9 am, and i hadn't expected him to get up so early.

   i rubbed my eyes as i walked downstairs and looked around, no one to be seen. i heard a soft singing coming from the front porch, so i followed it. i turned around the wall and noticed the front door was wide open, and the voice was louder and more familiar so i went to the edge of the door and looked out onto the porch.

   there sat nana, mom, dad, and Will. Will was holding a guitar and playing, while mom and dad sang together. nana rocked in her chair with her eyes closed, listening to the music.

they were singing killing me softly, and i couldn't help but smile and watch. they were finishing up at the end but their smiles were magnetic. they all seemed to glow. i was pretty sure that i was glowing too.

they finished and opened up their eyes, seeing me. Will's eyes shimmered and i remember what he confessed to me the night before. about his first love, luke. it made my bones shake with anger what luke had done to Will, but Will needed my support, not my anger.

luke was the reason that Will was so upset sometimes. i always knew there was a deeper reason. i always saw that whoever this guy was, he used to mean something to Will. i wondered what kind of guy Will was before it all. i would never know that person. not that it mattered, but little did i know it would burn in the back of my mind.

"good morning, dear," nana said. "breakfast is ready, we just need to wake up your sister and her boyfriend."

"is that code for 'go wake up your lazy sister'?"

"you know me so well."

   i smiled and walked upstairs, Will following afterl me. he was wearing a jean jacket and a bright orange shirt and normal jeans. Will must have changed from his usual ripped jeans attire because he found out that my nana didn't really like them. i liked the effort. "you hair is a mess," he acknowledged.

   i laughed softly. "it represents my life."

"well you made my life not a mess," Will said and kissed me after we made it up the stairs. we walked down the long hallway and to hazel's door. Will knocked and we heard a loud thud.

"under the bed!" we heard hazel whisper-shout. i looked at Will who returned the puzzled expression. after a bunch of shuffling, the door opened. hazel then frowned. "i thought you guys were mom and dad."

"is frank under the bed?" i asked, trying not to laugh as his vibrant blue socks poked out.

she rolled her eyes. "no. yeah, yeah he is."

Will raised an eyebrow. "oh?"

"we did nothing," she whispered. "Frank, you can come out! it's just solangelo over here."

   "did you just call us solangelo?"

   "nico di angelo and Will Solace. solangelo."

"well, it's creative," i agreed. Will plucked a string from his shirt. "it's also Christmas."

   "the lord is watching,"  Will added.

   "we didn't do anything," hazel reassured. "promise."

   "were you about to do something?"

   "it's Christmas," hazel repeated. "let's go downstairs."

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after the meal, gift unwrapping, cleaning up, and simple chatting, i began to realize that it was getting closer and closer to 2, and i didn't want to leave.