Will steers him to a bench nearby, making him sit down. Nico's smiling, tapping Will's shoulder. "Will! Dog!" Will goes to the boy with the dog. He makes quick talk, trying to see if the dog is nice enough before Nico comes running over. "Oh, sure. Have him throw a stick or something. Lucky likes that." The boy hands Nico a stick, barely stepping back before Nico's thrown it. Lucky sails after the stick, tail wagging. "Can I pet her?" Nico asks. The boy nods, holding Lucky's leash steady.
Nico crouched down on the grass and Lucky is hopping all over Nico, licking his face and wagging her tail impossibly fast. Nico let out a laugh, loud and unrestrained. It’s the purest sound Will had ever heard, and it was his absolute favorite. Will loved everything about Nico, but his absolute favorite had to be Nico’s laugh. It was so childlike, like Nico had gone so long without letting himself truly enjoy things enough to laugh, that he still had the innocent laugh of his youth. Truly, he laughed like a child. Will smiled and looked up to the boy holding Lucky’s leash. He noticed the boy was blushing, staring at Nico with something akin to infatuation. Will felt his smile slip.