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There were unpacked boxes in every room and lining the hall, and the furniture would have to be moved when they weren’t so tired. But for now Will dropped onto the couch, completely exhausted, and Nico followed not long after, laying his head in Will’s lap.
Will’s fingers found Nico’s head, stroking through his hair and lightly massaging his scalp, as he gazed down at his boyfriend of just over a year. He couldn’t help the smile that bloomed on his face - he couldn't have tried to hide it even if he wanted to. He was so in love with Nico. He wanted everything with him, for the rest of his life - the good, the bad, and everything in between.
“Hey,” Will said softly, and Nico’s eyes fluttered open. Immediately, a smile graced his lips and his eyes lit up just at the sight of Will - he fell in love all over again in a single second. “Welcome home.”
“Welcome home,” Nico repeated. “I still can’t believe we have a house.”
“We have a house! Just think about everything we’re gonna do here. The big dining room where we can have all our friends over for dinner--”
“We’ll have to buy a dining room table,” Nico commented.
“--and the guest room so that my mom can come and visit sometimes--”
“We’ll have to buy a bed for the guest room.”
“--and maybe sometimes we can have sleepovers with your nieces and nephews when your friends want to have a night out.”
The smile slowly slipped off Nico’s face as he dropped his gaze, chewing on his lip nervously. When he spoke, his voice was so soft that Will had to strain to hear it. “Will, do you...want kids?”
“Oh, absolutely not,” Will laughed. “No, I practically had to raise my own siblings. I have no interest in raising any more kids.”
“Oh thank god.” Nico sighed in relief, and his beautiful, bright, brilliant smile returned. “I was so afraid you were going to say yes. I mean, I don’t want kids either, but… I do think you would be a great dad.”
Will scratched his nails gently across Nico’s scalp as he beamed down at him. “Aw, babe. We’ll just have to settle for being great uncles instead.”
“Oh, we, huh?” Nico teased. “Either Kayla’s pregnant or you think that what’s mine is yours.”
“We already live together, so we’re basically halfway there.”
Nico raised an eyebrow at him. “Do you want to get married?”
“Sure. Tomorrow?”
“No, I meant, like, in the abstract!”
“Oh, right, of course. Not tomorrow. How’s next Thursday work for you?”
Nico sat up and glared at him. “You have every single imaginary day at your disposal, and you choose a Thursday? For our wedding?”
Will framed Nico’s face in his hands and drew him in close until their lips were brushing as he spoke. “You’re so cute when you’re all worked up like this.”
“Oh, I’ll show you cute,” Nico grumbled, and pressed his lips to Will’s as he climbed onto his boyfriend’s lap. He was going to kiss Will like this every day for the rest of his life.