Nico felt weird, something he’s never felt before. It was strange actually, he almost..liked being with you. He would never admit to it tho.

But sometimes he lays restless at night, the only motivation for him to sleep is the possibility of seeing you in his dreams.

it was going good, you guys were good. You hung out, maybe got a little closer than usual. It was fine, fine. He was happy.

“that’s not funny.” You were trying to tell him something—something about going away..or whatever, you were just joking. Right? right?

He goes silent at your silence, situating himself with a nervous swallow. “seriously?..” nico’s voice was soft, gentle even.

In reality he was just nervous, rethinking everything you two have and yet to do. You can’t leave!—he hasn’t even told you how he feels.

for once in awhile, nico might just feel ashamed.

How could he let this happen?