“alec was beginning to understand how the slings and arrows of fortune and history had shaped magnus and made him what he was. It was a delightful sort of discovery, as getting to know magnus always had been. magnus was probably the one person in the world who’d never bored him”
Is there a word that is a mixture of, ‘I fucking knew it!’ and, ‘say whhhaaaattttttt?’ Because if there was, Will was pretty sure he was feeling it. He was feeling it in his soul. His goddaamn soul people.
Because yeah, he had been sorta suspicious of the fact that Nico could be Ghost King ever since Percy had shown him his videos, but actually finding out was….woah…it was kinda unbelievable. And yeah maybe the matching handwriting was just a coink-a-dink (not!), but it certainly did add another piece of evidence to Will’s already impressive pile. The blond was so sure though, that Ghost King was actually his crush. But he needed to be one hundred percent sure before he jumped in and pointed fingers or declaring it as a fact. If he wanted to know for real, with no uncertainty….he was going to have to ask Nico himself………..after he kissed him.
Yeah he was still going to kiss him.
True finding out that the boy he was in like-like somewhat love with was actually a YouTube sensation and now television star was shocking to say the least, it honestly only made his feelings grow. He idolized Ghost King, he was great, plus Lou said he was pretty cool, and Will always trusted what Lou said, well sometimes, and now knowing that he was Nico di Angelo, cutest Italian to ever walk the Earth, yeah you could say he was pretty ecstatic!
But how would he bring it up to the Italian without angering him or worse, scaring him?
He would find a way because Nico was worth it, Nico would always be worth it. No matter what.
With those thoughts, Will drifted off to bed.
Nico, being the insamniac he was, was still awake at the ungodly hour of four AM. He couldn’t help it, okay! Truthfully he thought it was more hereditary than habitual. Mainly because his father was always awake at the same hours he was, Persephone hated it. She always lectured them whenever she could. Sometimes they could just laugh her off but sometimes she was scary, like really scary, and they would listen to her.
Despite not liking her at first, actually Nico was pretty sure they both despised each other when they first met. I mean, Nico actively tried to break them up, he and Bianca pulled a straight up Nanny McPhee, except there was no Nanny McPhee, only rambunctious children trying to get their dad’s attention while simultaneously trying to ruin his relationship and betrothal to another woman that wasn’t there late mother.
Needless to say it failed, but Nico was happy that it did, and though Seph(Nico liked to call her that) wasn’t his mother, well technically she was, she understood she wasn’t Nico nor Bianca’s and now, nor Hazel’s mother’s, she could never be them, but she would be there for them, she would be a good mother to them, and she would love them. And Nico deeply respected that, and he loved her. Even if her cooking could kill a person.
Okay it wasn’t that bad, but the poor woman just could not cook. Not like his mama. Maria di Angelo could cook. She was the best cook, or at least Nico thought so, but her specialty was cookies, God could she make a good cookie. When he was younger, Nico was sure that her cookies could cure anything and everything. He vaguely remembers her taking him and Bianca to the hospital to help pass out her packages of cookies to the patients. All of them. That was a long night of cooking. He remembers waking up early to help package everything, all different kinds of cookies for every patient. He remembers loving seeing them smile or meeting a new patient, whenever there was a new patient, his mama would automatically take down their favorite cookie, and if they didn’t have one or didn’t like cookies she made it her mission to make one they would love.
Oh yeah, back in Italy, Maria had her own bakery, apparently that’s how her and his dad had met, he was a law student and during a time of stress ran away to Italy to essentially destress. Hades didn’t have a lot of money, sure his father was rich but he hated his father and refused to be bought by his money. And one of the only places he could afford to eat at in Venice, Italy was Maria’s and her mother’s small restaurant, Le Papille Danzanti, they ran it while Maria’s father was in Washington DC for business. Hades fell in love with the food and Maria and well long story short Bianca was born and then Nico!
Hades didn’t talk much about their mom but Nico remembers him telling Bianca that she was the spitting image of Maria, while Nico had a weird combination of her personality and his. But Bianca got their mother’s cooking talent, while Nico surprisingly got her baking abilities. His cookies were nowhere as good as hers but as her Dad and Persephone like to tell him, they were pretty damn good.
He made up his mind.
Since he didn’t think he was brave enough to tell Will his feelings, or show them for that matter, maybe he could bake him some cookies?
Would Will like that?
He hoped so because he was already making his way to the kitchen. And putting on a headband to get his bangs out of the way.
He quickly checked if he had all the ingredients he needed before he smiled and set to work.
He was going to make the best Southern Cream Cookies ever, and they would help him win Will’s heart!
He was sure of it!
Beginning to hum he set off to make the cookies
Prega il Signore! (Praise the Lord!) the cookies were done! Mama di Angelo would be proud, at least Nico hoped she would be. He was actually proud of himself, it had been awhile since he baked. He even made some for his family to have as well. But he wrapped those ones in plain wrapping while he found some heart printed wrapping from last Valentines day when Persephone made everyone cupcakes ( rocks. Rocks with frosting. ). It wasn’t too cliché…..right? Well, Will was basically a living breathing cliché so Nico thought it was okay. He carefully put his dishes in the dish washer, because he hated hand washing dishes, he was certain that it was an ancient form of torture, and slowly made his way upstairs to his room with Will’s cookies.
He was exhausted and was glad to know he could catch a couple hours of sleep before he had to get ready for school. He was ready for today.
Okay. He was lying. Nico was not ready for today.
I repeat he was not!
Once he got to school he was set on asking Will to eat lunch with him like he had planned, only Will asked him. Which yeah wasn’t weird, but there was this look in Will’s eyes, something Nico couldn’t figure out. That’s what was weird, Will was practically an open book, so for Nico to not be able to figure out his expression was more than a little nerve wracking.
Had Nico done something wrong? Did he find out that Nico was basically in love with him? Or did he find out that Nico was actually Ghos- okay Nico was not going to finish that silly thought.
But he was a bundle of jitters by the time he made it to Demeter’s Garden for lunch with Will.
And of course, Mr. Sunshine was already there. And he laid down a blanket? Okay that was weird too. Usually they sat in their jackets or just the grass.
“Hey Neeks!” Will exclaimed as he saw Nico approach.
“H-Hey Sunshine..” Nico mumbled with a shy smile as he sat beside Will on the blanket, that was upon closer inspection a Mighty Morphing Power Ranger blanket, and it was soft.
“How’re you doi-”
“I made you something!” Nico blurted and immediately blushed afterwards. It was clear that Will was surprised, but then he smiled, and was he…was he blushing? Nah, it must be Nico’s imagination.
“For me? Awww what is it?” Will asked, surprisingly calm despite his heart playing a solo Metal piece at the moment, and butterflies having a mosh pit in his stomach.
He could clearly see Nico blushing. And he was adorable.
“I-I made you cookies.” He mumbled as he pulled out a small….heart patterned bag?
Will carefully took them from Nico and opened the bag…what hit him for at was the familiar aroma, then he actually looked at them and gasped in joy. “Are these?”
Nico simply nodded before replying. “I know they’re your favorite….”
Will happily pulled out a cookie a sank his teeth into it. And oh god. Oh goodness….these were fantastic! No they were divine!
“Oh my god….” Will moaned out as he finished the cookie.
“These are amazing Nico! I had no idea you could bake!”
The Italian seemed to blush more and chuckle as he shrugged.
“What’s the occasion?” Will asked as he took another bite out of a cookie.
He could see Nico stiffen and look down at his hands in his lap. “W-Well you see……I-I’m not great with words…..or a-actions…..and I thought that this would be a good way……to uh…..well……um….”
This couldn’t be……could it? Was Will going crazy or was Nico di Angelo actually trying to confess to him? He was going crazy, he had to be!
But oh god, that is what it seemed like.
Will gulped down the cookie in his mouth, was it getting hot out here? When did his heart begin to race? And was his hands always this sweaty?
Before he could think of it, Will felt himself slide a hand around Nico’s waist, he heard Nico squeak rather cutely at that, and his other hand landed on the back of the dark haired boy’s head as he brought him closer and them it happend.
Their lips touched.
At first Will was afraid he read too much into it, but then he felt Nico relax and cup his face shyly.
They were kissing and it was perfect.
No, their was no heavenly choir singing in the background. And no it wasn’t full of passion. It was awkward, their noses bumped, and their lips were barely pressed against one another but to Will it was perfect.
Nico’s lips were as soft as he imagined, and surprisingly cool.
The two pulled away, both sporting equally red blushes. They didn’t say a word, only gazed into the other’s eyes before deciding to lean in for another kiss, and after that one another. And then another. After that one they pulled back and began to laugh and simply hug each other.
“You? But I thought you would never!” Nico explained his voice full of glee. Will hugged him tighter as he continued to laugh.
“Me neither! But I’m so happy, Nico! I’m so happy!” Will gushed as he pulled them down to lie on the blanket accidentally knocking over Will’s already open backpack.
“Nico di Angelo…I like you…..like a lot.” Will confessed.
Nico smiled softly down at him. “William Solace….I really li- what’s that?” Nico asked with a tilt of his head. Will followed his line of sight and saw….
Crap! The picture and the card in the pile of his school supplies! Those weren’t supposed to come out till later!
Will looked up at Nico just as Nico looked down at him.
Will quickly flipped them over in panic and slight adrenaline and blurted out, “I know you’re Ghost King!”
Will held his breath as he studied the boy underneath him. He was rigid to the touch. His face seemed frozen in shock.
The blinking of his eyes was the only thing that told Will he was still alive, like yes, he could feel him breathing but he was just so still.
“Nico….? You there…..?” Will asked unsure as he hesitantly ran his fingers up and down pale skin.
Will’s voice seemed to bring Nico back to some of him senses, because Nico inhaled deeply as his eyes closed.
“How?” The dark haired boy whispered.
But it was soft. Oh so soft. Too soft.
“What…?” Will questioned as he stared down at Nico, still essentially trapping the boy beneath him.
Those wonderfully dark eyes opened and focused on Will, there was a gleam of hurt in them that Will instantly felt guilty about but where there was that gleam there was a shining of curiosity. It seemed to outweigh the hurt.
“How did you find out?” Nico asked. His voice monotonous, and oh how Will hated that tone, especially now that it was being used with him.
“Please don’t do that Nico, don’t shut down on me, I don’t think any differently of you, I mean I kinda do because that information makes you so much more awesome! But please believe me when I say I’ve liked you way before I knew. Hell, you could even say I’m falling for you, because I am, I really am Nico. Because I can definitely see myself loving you. So please….just let me explain before you decide you don’t want this. I want this, but I want it without secrets.” Will exclaimed, his eyes desperately searching Nico’s.
Nico could hear as well as see Will’s desperation as he told Nico all this. Yeah, Nico was kinda hurt when he saw the picture and the card, because his mind automatically jumped to the conclusion that Will only liked him because he was Ghost King. But hearing the little mini speech he just gave, the Italian believed him. Which was honestly such a new feeling for him. To believe someone right away, because he tended to be a very suspicious and anxious person. But with Will, he just felt like he could honestly trust him. Wholly and unconditionally.
With a sigh Nico nodded, “Okay.” He replied simply.
And with just that one word, Nico could visibly see Will relax as the tension oozed out of him, but he still remained on top of Nico, not that he was complaining or anything.
“Thank you.” Will whispered to him as he slowly got off of Nico, which Nico certainly did not pout about, but he wasn’t pouting anymore once he felt Will hug him from behind and pull him to his chest so Will was leaning on the trunk of the weeping willow, and with Nico leaning against him.
The dark haired teen felt the blond rest his chin on top of his head and felt as well as heard him sigh.
“I guess……I guess I started to get suspicious after the first couple of episodes I watched. I honestly can’t tell you why, but I did. After the first 10 episodes or so I started to notice little gestures he did that I noticed you did. Because well, I’ve always noticed you. But the more I watched the more suspicious I got. I didn’t want to jump to any conclusions which is why I never questioned you full on. I may have asked round-a-bout questions but you always had a logical reason for everything so I just thought I was reading too much into all of it. Until….”
“Until the photo.”
“Until the photo.” Will agreed before he continued. “ At first it was the message. I was like, ‘how could he have possibly known that?’ But then I thought, ‘Lou must have told him.’ Which quickly brushed off any suspicion until I recognized the handwriting. Thus the card and photo…..so there you have it.”
There he had it indeed, and surprisingly he was okay with it. “I believe you.” Nico muttered as he turned around in Will’s arms a bit awkwardly to look at him. He was biting his lip nervously and twiddling his fingers as he stared back at Nico. “And….I still want this…..I still want y-you.” The Italian mumbled as a blush steadily spread across his cheeks.
The smile Will gave him was the most beautiful thing Nico had ever seen. It made his legs feel like jello, which thank god he wasn’t standing on them, and it made his heart stutter. Will cupped his face and slowly brought him in for a gentle kiss, it was more of a peck really, like a whisper of a promise of more to come. Nico couldn’t help the soft smile that graced his lips.
“But one more thing.” Nico muttered against those warm lips merely a breath away.
“What’s that?” Will whispered as he pressed another kiss to Nico’s eager lips.
“Please…..please keep this a secret. I know that might be selfish and unfair of me to ask of you. But Will, I-I-I really want this to remain a secret.” Nico pleaded as he pulled back.
Those dark eyes were filled with worry and fear, things that did not suite those wonderful eyes at all.
Those eyes that scanned his face for a reaction, one they seemed to believe would be bad. But all Will did was sigh and run a hand through Nico’s surprisingly soft locks. He knew it would be taxing to keep such a secret but it would also mean so much to Nico if he did, and really there was no competition on what to choose.
“Of course I will. I want you to be comfortable Neeks, I don’t want you to worry about anything. Okay?”
“Okay….” was his whispered reply before he felt Nico rest his head on Will’s chest and curl up into a little ball in his lap. Will happily wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and just basked in his natural coolness that was steadily getting warmer. He could certainly get used to this.
They stayed like that, enjoying each other’s company, not saying a word but content to do so until the bell rang, and maybe even a little after that. Yes, Will was a little late to his next class but as far as he was concered. It was totally worth it.
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