Nico put, like, five seconds of thought into his question. "How many people have you fucked?"

Okay, not what I expected, but Nico was a curious little soul. But what if my answer would be considered whimpish?

"None," I admitted. A small blush lightly spread across my face.

Nico nodded his head. "Same."

"On a scale of one to Miles McKenna, how meme do you find yourself?" Miles was practically King of Gays. Every young gay should know who he is. And Nico was a Tumblarian, so he had to've heard of Miles at some point.

"Like, Phil Lester," Nico said, smiling a bit. "What's your favorite color?" Now we were asking the serious questions.

"Dandy yellow, but I do enjoy some black every now and then." I don't know what made me do it, but I gave Nico a wink. My eyes glued to the road to avoid Nico's reaction.

Time flew by. Turns out Nico opens up with some people more than others. I was glad I'm one of those people. We learned a few basic things about each other, then we moved on to family. It was weird. What we were doing felt like something a couple would do; but it never got awkward.

"Alright," Nico gave me a daring look. "Describe me in... two words, tops."

It took me a good three minutes to think. Nico was just so many things. Adorable, adorkable, funny, cute, a bit sexy. I decided to go with "Fucking adorable."

Nico laughed a bit. "Accepted."

"Do me," I challenged.

"Be careful what you say." It was Nico's turn to give me a wink. He was brave enough to not look away. "I think I'd go with 'adorably fuckable'." He mumbled his words.

My eyes were still on the road. I prayed that Nico couldn't see the dark, very red blush that spread across my face. I pulled over on the side of the backstreet we'd arrived on.

"Since it's my turn," Nico mumbled. "Do you want to..." He smashed his face into his hands.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

"I don't know, Will!" He yelled. "I like you a lot, but I don't know how you feel about me and I'm a fucking mess right now!" He leaned his head onto my forearm. "And I guess I'd really like to..."

"Nico," I say, "it's okay." I lightly pressed my lips to the top of his head.

Nico looked up at me. His eyes were huge. "Do you want to?"

I nodded my head. He smashed his lips against mine, roughly and messily.

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Right. Guess that's how this whole thing happened. Well, I'm not complaining!