Opposites Attract

•{Seven}•

•Nico Di'Angelo•
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I hadn't realized how good Will smelled... 

Jesus, Nico! Quit thinking like that. He's said it many times. He's not gay!

"Whatcha doing there?" Will smirked as he stared at me. Smelling his shirt...

"N-nothing." I quickly let go of the shirt.

"Really? Because I swear I just saw you smelling my shirt." He smirked even wider.

"Fuck off." I rolled my eyes. He just laughed.

"Why'd you get back with her?" I don't know why I felt... jealous... in a way when I saw them on the bed.

"I- I don't know. I really don't." He shook his head and sat on the bed.

"I guess I thought she might have thought about it and decided to change." 

"People don't change," I commented, making eye contact with those eyes, once more. 

"Yeah, they do." He replied. I shook my head, "No, they don't." 

"Why do you think that?" He asked.

"Because it's true." I quickly stated. Before he got to say anything else, I brought it up.

"Why was my hoodie on your bed?" I looked at my feet as the words came out of my mouth.

"I-I-I told you. I put it on the bed to bring you it and then I forgot it." He stuttered but continued his lie.

"Sure," I commented on his lie and grabbed the hoodie. I brought it close to me and it smelled just like him.

"Why's it smell like you?" I questioned. I was going to push until he told the truth. What if he had it with him. I turned red at the thought of Will having it with him while he slept.

"How do you know what I smell like?" He smirked so hard at his response. Damn you, Will.

"Don't change the topic, William." I sighed.

"Fine. You want the truth? The truth is that I had it with me while I jerked off last night." He stated. My face had never turned this red. It was the darkest shade of red possible.

"You w-what?" I was at a loss for words. He suddenly burst out laughing.

"You should have seen your face! Oh god!"

"Oh! Fuck off!" I rolled my eyes. He continued to laugh. If only it was true...

"You're really fun when you're being the real you, Nico." His laughter died, a smile took form on his face now.

"I'm what..?" I've never been called fun.

"Fun." He repeated. Then he added, "You also look nice in a different color." 

"I-I- Thank you.." I whispered, dropping my gaze.

"We should start the actual work." I changed the topic.

"Yeah. I'll get my stuff."

Time went by and soon enough, Will was solving the problems on his own. The problem was that this was only section 1 of 4. I didn't mind though because, well, because I liked spending time with Will...

"I'm getting hungry. Want to go eat something?" He asked out of the blue.

"Sure." I nodded.

We headed downstairs and he began looking for food. I took a seat at one of the stools at his kitchen island.