[maybe they wouldn't. livio wonders if that's such a bad thing. he would live a thousand miserable lives, die a thousand horrible deaths, if it meant nick would be safe and happy, far from the false god and far from the eye of michael. he doesn't dare say so out loud, though he can't say whether it's to spare wolfwood's feelings or because he's just too selfish to actually speak the words.
regardless, something tells him nicholas feels the same way about him. he leans into nick's touch and allows his own hand to trace the contours of his muscle.]
If we have to be here, I'm glad we're together. [he echoes the sentiment, then sighs, deep and dreamy.] You really are beautiful.
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regardless, something tells him nicholas feels the same way about him. he leans into nick's touch and allows his own hand to trace the contours of his muscle.]
If we have to be here, I'm glad we're together. [he echoes the sentiment, then sighs, deep and dreamy.] You really are beautiful.