What! Two updates in one night! *le gasp!*

Also, this is how I imagine Nico (and Will) in the morning:

I know, I know. It's been a slow story line lately, and you're all wondering what happened to Nico's father, right? Of course you are. Well, don't worry. You'll find out. . .

Two days Later(-yes, the hickeys have faded, 😄)
"How do you do it?" Will said, walking up to me, as I sat on the counter, hands wrapped around a hot mug of coffee.
"Do what?" I mused. Will stood between my legs, looking disgusted at the drink in my hands.
"Drink coffee!"
I laughed, placing the cup of strong black coffee next to me.
"Well, first I grind the beans while the water is boiling in the ket-"
"Not what I meant, Death Boy." Will said, rolling his eyes, placing his hands on the edge of the counter, next to my thighs that were enveloped with dark-washed blue skinny jeans. His outfit is the one in the picture above, except for the white shirt and necklace, but including the belt
I snickered, resting my forearms on his shoulder and brushing the arch in his wings, causing him to shiver, as I shrugged. "You asked."
I glanced at the time on Will's watch, and pushed him away, leaping down from the counter.
"We have to get Bennie." I said, grabbing a mint and striding to the front door and yanking on my black high tops. Will followed, rolling his eyes, and fake pouting.
"No kiss?"
I leaned over, and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "There. Now let's go."
Will whined, but I escaped out the door laughing, before he could pull be to him.

The entire ride there, Will sat pouting in the passenger seat, sulking at the fact that, because I got to the car first, I got to drive, and the fact I still haven't given him a kiss. Chuckling mentally, I pulled into the school lot of Bennie's elementary school.

Will and I got out, walking to sidewalk, where the other adults and some older sibling had gathered, waiting for their kids/siblings. I stood on Will's left, glancing around the lot.
I tense, crossing my arms over my fitted what I mean by 'fitted' is not baggy. It fits right for his body type/structure black leather jacket that slightly covered my black skull shirt, the arms rising gently as they crumpled, showing the start of the tattoo sleeve on my wrist, and my stance widened a tiny bit, wings tensing. Will felt my change in attitude and looked at me wearily.
What's going on?
I don't know. I lied. I didn't want to admit that I don't like Bennie's teacher. She tries to hit on Will. OK, I lied too. At least two people hit on Will.

This was only the second time we're picking Bennie up together, and last time it was a substitute. Will had told me she kept hitting on him, laughing as he told me. I didn't see what was so funny about it. Who did she think I was, when I picked up Bennie? His babysitter? As if. Who'd hire me as a babysitter. I mentally rolled my eyes, scoffing at the thought. As if. With my tattoos and piercing? Yeah, totally trustworthy. sarcasm

Will sighed, turning back to the school doors, just as they opened. Bennie's second grade class came pouring out, followed by the other grades and classes, all chattering, happy it was Friday.

"Papa!" A voice cried, and I crouched just in time for Bennie to jump at me, his wings catching some air, sending a giggling Bennie into my chest.
"Hi Bennie." I said, standing up. I sat Bennie on my hip, turning to face his teacher, who, like I'd suspected, had walked over.
Now, admittedly, she's a beautiful woman. Brown hair, fair skin and gently yet noticeable curves. The artist in me picked up little details that I didn't care about. Like how she exaggerated her walk when she saw Will, and the red polish on her nails.

I held Bennie in my left arm, the sleeve rising higher, now showing a good bit of the tattoo. I slipped my right hand into Will's. Will finally understood why I was acting like how I was when he spotted Bennie's teacher, who I hadn't bothered to learn the name of. Will smirked at me, and I rolled my eyes, sticking my tongue out at him, before beginning to nervously spin my lip ring around with my teeth, finding the gentle tug on my lip relaxing.

The brunette reached us, and began twirling her hair in her hand, her gaze sliding along Will's arm, until it froze at our clasped hands. I felt slightly bad, seeing as I could understand how she could have a crush on him. I mean, he's gorgeous, so sweet, caring, great in bed- Not now! Focus. I felt Will squeeze my hand, and I came back to earth, bouncing Bennie higher on my hip. I took my hand out of Will's to hold Bennie's upper leg. I bumped my shoulder against Will's, and he broke off from what he was saying to-whatever her name is.

"Will," The brunette glared at me, "Are going going to introduce us?" Her voice was sickly sweet, but her gaze was annoyed.
I rolled my eyes, and she huffed.
"This is Nico. My fia-."
I cut Will off. "Flatmate."
Her eyes lightened, but she pursed her lips. "Oh." She looked suddenly happier, and I smirked.

"Papa?"
The teacher startled, as I looked at Bennie, who leaned closer to whisper in my ear. "Why'd you tell Ms. Smith that you aren't Daddy's boyfriend?"
I gave Bennie a smile. "You'll see." I said at a regular voice, and Will gave me a cautious look, while the teacher just looked confused.

"Hey Will?" I said, walking in front of him, between Ms. Smith-who'd tried to get closer to him-Bennie in between us, who giggled, squirming as Will took him, putting Bennie on his hip. I looked up at Will, who was focused on me now, totally forgetting about the teacher behind us.
"Yes?" Will murmured, eyes flicking over my lips before going back to my eyes, but shot back to my lips as I smirked, the-now silver-lip ring flashing.
"You still want that kiss?" I said quietly.
"So this was your plan?" Will laughed quietly, but didn't hesitate to lean forwards and press his lips to mine.
I moved my lips with his, before Bennie shrieked. I yanked away, to see Bennie laughing, a small hand over his eyes. "Eeeew!"
I laughed, relieved, and pressed a quick kiss to Will's lips, taking Bennie back, holding him tightly, the seven year old wrapping his legs around my waist, arms around my shoulders. I held him tightly, swaying slightly.
I moved back next to Will, who wrapped his arm around my waist, giving a gentle tug on Bennie's shoe, the boy swatting at Will's arm. I laughed, facing Ms. Smith, whose face was bright red.
"I, um," She stuttered, looking unsure.
"Let me reintroduce myself," I smirked. "I'm Nico Di Angelo, Will's fiance."