One shot Number Two: Ineligible.
Relationship Status: Married.
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Nico bit his lip, pressing the pencil against the paper with so much force the lead snapped. Will sat next to him, filling out his own packet of paperwork. They'd gotten these papers weeks ago but they'd never had the courage to look.

Nico stared at the questions:

What is the square footage of your house?

What age range are you looking to adopt?

Are you willing to take a child with medical needs?

Are you single, or married?

Have you ever used drugs?

Have you ever taken care of a child?

When is your birthday?

How long do you wish to foster, if not adopting?

When did you first think of our agency, and why?

What ages are out of the question?

Do you wish to take care of a certain bloodline?

Bloodline didn't matter as far as Nico was concerned. Will was just setting down his own next to him, glancing over at all of Nico's unanswered questions.

"Are you okay, Sunshine?"

Nico sat down his pencil, looking over at Will's paper. It was completely filled out. "I don't know."

Will stood up and went behind his chair. His hands landed on Nico's shoulders, massaging them as Nico buried his face in his hands.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Will asked.

"Yes-no- I don't know!"

"Adopting his big, Nico. We can't do this unless you're sure." Will murmured and pressed a kiss to Nico's temple.

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"Ineligible?" Nico said slowly.

"Yes. I'm sorry, sirs. Your paperwork wasn't-"

"Enough?" Nico snapped.

"I'm afraid so."

Will rested his hand on top of Nico's, "Sir, could you tell us what was wrong with it? We'd like to improve and try again in a year or so."

The man shifted in his seat, "We'll contact you with copies of the paperwork, and let you know."

Nico turned his head to stare at the wall, standing up suddenly. "We should go, Will."

Will scanned his face for a moment before standing up. He saw the pain in his eyes as he grabbed his hand, guiding him out of the office.

"This is my fault."

Will looked over at him, "How is this your fault?"

Nico didn't reply.

"Nico?"

"I couldn't lie."

"About what?" Will said nervously.

"Doing drugs."

"You're doing drugs?" Will spluttered.

"No!" Nico said and turned his gaze away from Will's face. "The question was asking if I'd ever done drugs- did you want me to lie?"

Will sighed, "No."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault."