"Thank you." he said. Nico coughed awkwardly. He wasn't used to being told thank you. He wasn't used to being looked at with grateful eyes.
"I'd-I'd better go now." The boy stammered as he turned to walk out of the alleyway.
With his shoulders slumped in relief and his head hanging, he looked vulnerable, Nico thought.
Not like he had in the studio. There was a strength and warmth to that innocence then, when he felt safe. Here, the boy looked fragile.
Nico felt a sudden surge of protectivness.
It was that protectivness that open his mouth and draw out the words.
"Do- do you want me to walk you home?"
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Will's pov
"Do- do you want me to walk you home?" The boy asked, almost shyly.
Will bit his lip. Sure, he was afraid of what lay in the dark but still he didn't want the boy to be held down by him.
"I wouldn't want to impose." He shook his head.
"No, it's fine really. I was going to the subway anyways." They walked down the street and into the subway in a comfortable silence. He just walked beside him, occasionally looking at him and smiling when their eyes met.
Will couldn't even understand why the boy would want to hang around him anyway. He was just some random kid who was running from two thugs that he seemed to scare off on a regular basis.
"You recognize me don't you?" Will finally said. They were nearing his apartment. His voice was quiet, barely breaking the silence of the night.
"What?" The boy asked.
"You said 'it's me' remember? You recognize me." He could hear the smile in his own voice. Why was he so happy that the boy could recognise him?
"How could I not?" The boy said. "You're a really good dancer." He added after a moment of silence. Will laughed and shrugged.
"Calliope does her best with me." They stopped at a rickety old apartment building that looked like it would topple at the next gust. He pulled out a key and opened the door.
On an impulse, he stopped short.
"My name's Will by the way..I mean not that you would care- but I don't think that you- I'm probably just some random-"
"My name's Nico. Nico di Angelo." Will's face involuntarily warmed as Nico gave him a smile.
"Right...Nico. Goodnight." Will raced in and slammed the door, covering his blush.
He should probably have felt embarrassed.
But the only thing in his mind played over and over, even as he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, a giddy smile on his fac
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Strings (Solangelo AU)
FanfictionHe was staring back. "Midnight," Will whispered. The boy's eyes were as black as the night sky. ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ Nico didn't notice as he stared into the studio. Because the boy was staring at him. "Blue." He whispered. As blue as the sky above th...
