☯︎𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖☯︎

-Do I know you?-

   When Nico woke up the next morning, it was to Will playing with his hair.

   "Will?" He asked groggily, turning and snuggling into his side. Will wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on top of his head.

   "Morning, Neeks."

   "'M not Neeks," was his annoyed reply. Will giggled.

   "Your accent gets all strong when you're tired. It's so cute."

   Nico swatted at his chest. "Does not!"

   "Yes it does, and it's the most precious thing ever!" Will said, pulling Nico into his chest. Nico shoved him, rolling away and slipping out of bed.

   "Woo-wee, I got me a man," Will said teasing, eyeing Nico as he took off his shirt. Nico rolled his eyes, blushing and muttering under his breath.

   "What was that, Love?" Will asked teasingly, knowing he was embarrassing Nico. Nico tried to look mad.

   "Knock it off, Solace."

   "I'll knock you u-"

   "William!"

   Nico glared at him as Will fell off the bed, overwhelmed by his laughter. Nico nudged him harshly with his foot as he walked by him, looking in what he assumed was the closet since the first time they got there. There were a few SHIELD issued shirts, pants, and tank tops. The shirt would have fit Will pretty well, and while Nico had filled out a bit since he and Will had gotten together, the shirt still hung off his frame a bit. Thankfully, everything was black.

   "I'll turn around if you want," Will said from his position on the floor, and Nico could tell Will was still teasing him.

   "Shut up," Nico said, yanking his pants down quickly. Will actually wolf-whistled. Nico just ignored him, managing a stoic expression as he pulled the sweat pants up, and tying the string as tightly around his waist as he could.

   "Hurry up and get dressed. I want to meet Jason." Nico said, eyeing Will coldly as he got up off the floor. Nico disappeared into the bathroom.

   "Hey, JARVIS?" He called out tentatively once he had finished getting dressed.

   "Yes, Mr. Will?" The voice replied smoothly. Will blinked at the title.

   "Please just call me Will. Can you tell them that Nico and I went out for a walk if anyone asks?"

   "Certainly, Will."

   "Thank you," Will said, like a well-mannered southern gentleman.

   "My pleasure."

   "Are you ready to go?" Nico questioned, having grown bored of observing there little conversation.

   "Yeah, let's go." Said Will. He followed Nico out the door.

   ***

   Are you here?

   Nico hit send, and pocketed his phone. They stood outside in the chilly park, next to a metal bench. Nico zipped up his jacket. Will wrapped his arms around his waist, burying his face in Nico's hair. Nico leaned into him.

   "I'm thinking about getting it cut again," he said quietly, referring to his hair. Will made  made a noise of contempt as Nico traced shapes on his hand.

   "I like it long, but I love being able to see your eyes." Said Will. Nico flushed.

   "Hey, cousin!" A shout broke them out of their stupor.