Will enveloped Nico with his arms, pulling him close as he rested his head on his shoulder. He missed the coolness of Nico's skin against his own warmth, the smell of his hair, the weight of him. Will let himself sigh softly and relax into Nico, his whole body letting go of something, as if he'd been holding his breath for months and only now allowed himself to take a breath.

Nico was here. Everything was going to be alright. He kissed the back of Nico's head. "I love you."