Solangelo One Shots

On the Open Road(p4)

Part four! This has honestly been such a great series for me, I love doing longer things like this and let me know if you liked it, too!

Will's POV

"Will?" 

Will isn't exactly sure what he's supposed to say. Every part of his body feels as if it's on fire and he wipes his sweaty palms on his pants, nervous eyes flitting from Nico to the tiny side road that feels as if it's closing in on them. His mouth is dry and he glances down at the cupholders for any drop of liquid; a cold cup of coffee or a water bottle with bubbles clinging to the plastic, but there's nothing. He can't speak and he watches as Nico's expression gets more and more desperate. "Will?" 

"I-" he can't get out any more than that and mentally he's kicking himself as he watches Nico's face fall further than he thought possible, and he slumps down in his seat, his arms crossed over his chest. "Nico, I-" 

"No, it's fine," Nico says, his voice quivering, a single shimmery tear barely clinging to his eye. "This was probably the wrong place to do this, anyway. Sorry. Just forget I said anything. You should just try and get some rest."

"No, Nico, wait," Will says, chewing on the inside of his lip. "I didn't mean for it to come out like that. Like I didn't like you. Sorry, I'm dumb, I just got a little nervous." He sets a hand on Nico's thigh and Nico's head snaps up and Will isn't sure if it's the light from the dim streetlamp or sheer joy, but Nico's face lights up. 

"You don't have to stop, you know." Will laughs softly. 

"It's like, you're my best friend and everything, but you've always had this thing around you, like this air that's always just drawn me into you and I could never really explain it, and I always get this really amazing feeling when I'm around you. And I've had other best friends before I moved to New York, but I never got that feeling with anyone else. It also doesn't help that you're really, really hot." Nico is grinning widely, and the look on his face makes Will's heart flutter. Nico's hand is inching closer to Will's body and it's drawing his body closer, too, and Will can feel electricity crackling between them and he feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he leans forward to meet Nico in the middle and their lips crash together. Will's thought about it lots of times, what it would feel like if they kissed. He imagined Nico would taste sweet like candy but he can't taste a thing for the first second, as if his senses suddenly cut off but when they turn back on he tastes honey, and he's so close that he can smell the faint scent of Nico's shampoo and he presses his hand into Nico's cheek, trying to get as much of Nico as he can before they split apart. 

"So," Nico says, a grin lingering on his face. "You wanna go out with me?" 

"Shut up," Will says with a laugh, sinking down lower in his seat and propping his feet up on the dashboard. He grabs a pillow from the back seat and lets out a long sigh, his chest deflating. As they begin to drive Nico grabs his hand, kissing it lightly before setting it back down. When Will looks into Nico's eyes they glitter in the warm sunlight, and his cheeks are rosy. 

"Go to sleep," Nico says quietly. "I'll wake you up when we get to Nashville." 

"How much time do we have?" His voice comes out a murmur, exhaustion beginning to weigh down on him and he hides a yawn behind his hand. 

"About eight more hours." 

"Are you sure you want to drive that long?" 

"Will, you just drove for fourteen," Nico says. "Go to sleep." He sets one hand on Will's thigh as he drives with the other and with the reassurance that Nico's only a handful of inches away Will drifts off, happier than he's ever been in his life.