no because the thing is, i think about that scene with them smoking the worm leg constantly. like... can you imagine if they hadn't been interrupted, and been allowed to take their time with it? the way that nicholas would tease livio for choking on it, call him a big baby like he always does. he'd take it back from him, place it between his lips and breathe it deep and easy, like he always does. livio would stare, stars in his eyes and a little flutter in his heart as he notices (not for the first time) how pretty nico looks in the setting sunlight like that. the way it reflects golden off his hair, makes the dark brown of his eyes almost shimmer and shift as he turns to look back over to him. (little does he know that the hitch in nicholas's breath, the way he seems frozen still for a moment, is because he's thinking the same thing about livio.)

"hey, let me try something." nico proposes, sitting himself down between livio's parted knees. it's close, not like they're unused to being close - but the way it puts him now only makes livio blush a violent red as his lips part. he can't even trust his voice to reply, only nods silently.

nico would snort out a laugh, and take another deep lungful of smoke. it's a good thing livio's already gaping like a fish, because it's so easy to press his shaking lips to the other boy's and breathe all that smoke into his mouth. it pours from the corners of his lips, and livio only realizes he's supposed to be breathing by the time almost all of it's slipped out.

"i... i didn't get any of that." he'd say all soft, eyes going half lidded as he stares up at a very fidgety, nervous nicholas. when he reaches up, he places a hand on his brother's cheek and tips him up to look at him, not off into the distance. only at livio. "can we try again?"