I feel horrible for it.

I wish I could love him back. At least, in that way. Because it's something he wants. It's something he desires in this relationship. And I feel like a dirty, freaking-

"Are you okay?" he asks me.

How do I reply to this when I'm not? He notices my hesitation and hugs me.

"It's okay. Do you want to talk about it?" he asks me.

I should tell him. I should really, really tell him. Even if he resents me for it. Gods, I'm sorry, Will...

"Will, I..." I try to explain, but it's so hard!

"Nico, it's okay." He assures.

I shake my head, "It's not, Will. I'm practically betraying you, lying to you."

He doesn't reply, so I continue, "Will, I love you. I love you so much, but... only in a certain way."

Will freezes, but before he can jump to a conclusion, I keep going, "You're a wonderful, beautiful person. I... I'm aromantic."

As I said it, I felt sobs building in the back of my throat. Before he can reply, they cry out, and I cling to his body. I'm so horrible...

"Nico," he calmly places his hands on my cheeks, forcing me to look at him. What he says next, changed me for the rest of my life. It made me feel better. It made me love him so much more. Will kissed my nose, "It's okay."

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