Next week Kriegs will make her debut on Orlando’s beautiful grass
In just 1 month Ella Masar-McLeod will be prego
And by next year Canada will be ranked number one in the world, will have a world cup and Olympic gold medals (with EMcLeod in net I might add), little Fleming will be an architect, Preath will be married, the A Team will married, Alanna&Kyah will be married, Narny&Caity will be married, Jill will have disappeared and taken Hinkle with her, Ashlyn will be the USWNT’s starting gk repping the number 1, Kealia Ohai will have 100 caps, Mal will still be a sweet sweet child, CP23 will win the Ballon d’Or successive to her wife Tobs who won’t wear shoes to the event, AND there will be like 25 NWSL teams All supported by an MLS team including one in Vancouver owned by smol DMath and Captain Canada w/ Sabs in net & Erin as her gk coach, co-captained by
Sarah Stratigakis and Jordyn Huitema
and not a single women’s professional soccer player will have to work a second job TO LIVE.
“Oh my god did you watch the new episode of Ghost King?”
“Yes!! It was so scary! I nearly fainted!”
“Oh please that shit is fake and you know it!”
“He shoots the episodes live Damian! How could it possibly be fake?”
“I wonder where he’ll go explore next? Maybe that old house up on Simpkins Drive?”
This, among other things, was a common topic that floated through the halls, in every classroom, and the lunch hall in Demigod High School. Odd name, I know. At first it was just Half Blood High School, in close proximity with Jupiter High School , but after resolving a small (not small at all) fued the two schools merged together.
Anyways. The YouTuber known as xXxGHOSTKINGxXx was something short of a hot commodity. He had millions of suscribers, close to a billion actually, he would go around his town and sometimes other cities if he could to explore supposedly haunted establishments, kinda like Ghost Adventures, he always wore a large sweater that hid his frame, but it also had a hood that you could zip up to reveal the skull design. Which is how he always wore it, along with matching skeleton hand gloves with the fingers cut off. Besides the white skeleton design on the sweater, he wore all black. And he always had on a voice modifier so no one could actually hear his voice.
The myserty of who he was, was part of his appeal. There was also the fact he claimed to be a medium, a very powerful and sensitive medium. He was like a spirit magnet wherever he went.
So yeah, he was well known.
“Hey, they’re talking about you.” Jason whispered to his friend beside him who had his black worn out boots resting on his cluttered desk, tilted back in his chair with his arms crossed and eyes closed as his chin rested on his chest.
He opened one eye to peak at the boy whispering to him and let out a deep sigh. “I know, I hear them, Jason, I’m not deaf.” He grumbled out before yawning into his hand.
Jason smiled knowing his friend’s tone was not filled with real agitation, he was just tired from a night of ghost hunting.
“At least lunch is after this class.”
The dark haired boy nodded slowly trying to stay awake, but when you’re up till 3 A.M. in an abandoned hospital getting proof of ghosts existence, well it wasn’t easy to say the least.
“Hey Neeks!” A familiar (annoying) voice pulled him from his almost sleep.
Neeks, aka Nico, once again opened his eyes and huffed out in annoyance. “Don’t call me that Jackson.”
Percy Jackson, Captain of the swim team, everyone’s friend, and hot as hell, stood before Nico in all his gorgeous annoying glory. That was a friendship many questioned, so was the friendship between Mr. Golden Boy himself, Jason Grace, but those facts are beside the matter.
“Always a ray of sunshine.”
“Want do you want Percy?”
“Did you watch the new episode of Ghost King last night?”
“Of course I did, why do you think I’m so tired?”
“It was so awesome!”
And there was no stopping Percy from blabbering on and on and on now.
Yes Nico was the Ghost King, but very few people actually knew this. Percy was not one of them. Who did know was his family, Jason and his girlfriend Piper, and Nico’s best friend Reyna. He preferred to keep it a secret, he was never one for wanting attention. He was the one in the back of the classroom hoping to blend in with the shadows which he kinda did with all the black he wore.
But hearing how so many people liked him, liked what he did, well, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little bit proud or happy.
“Who’s the Ghost King?” A new voice asked. A voice Nico generally tried to avoid, not because he hated the person the voice belonged to but because he was crushing on the person, had been for the longest time, ever since he transferred to the school last month.
Percy turned to gape at Will Solace, Sunshine boy extraordinaire.
“You’ve never heard of the Ghost King!?”
“How could I not? He’s talked about almost everywhere. But I mean I’ve never watched his videos. I like to go to bed at reasonable hours.”
“Dork.” Nico mumbled out with a soft chuckle, but immediately stopped when blue eyes locked on him and shot him a playful glare.
“Call me what you will, di Angelo, but a healthy sleep schedule is vital for you. And yes, you especially. You never sleep!”
Percy of course interrupted their banter in favor of whipping out his phone and pulling Will into their small circle of people. Really if the teacher was here, Nico was sure he wouldn’t have been able to get the attention of the class back at all.
“Here this is the first episode. Educate yourself child!” Percy declared as he handed Will one earphone as he slipped the other into his ear and pressed play.
“Percy. Lunch is in 10 minutes. That video is 30 minutes long. You guys won’t finish.” Jason tried to reason as he put his stuff into his backpack, and doing the same for Nico. As if Nico couldn’t do it himself, but Jason had this thing about getting out of the classroom first so he always packed his and Nico’s stuff so they could get out of whatever class they had together efficiently.
Percy paused the video with a small whine from Will, that definitely didn’t make Nico blush. “Fair point Grace! How about you eat lunch with us Will? Then I could show you more videos!”
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!”
The smell of the perfume was overbearing, and Nico was so grateful for his sweater that helped block most of the scent. Lou brought her sleeved arm up to her nose to help the smell as well, the camera man back up and coughed. Nico turned toward the camera and then back into the room. The empty of any little girl’s, room.
“Right now, as we entered the room, the smell of perfume appeared….and it’s, well it’s strong.” Nico explained as Lou Ellen let out a cough and a groan.
“It smells like the inside of that Egyptian perfume shop, you know the one?”
Nico laughed, he did know that one., and she was right. “The one run by Nefertem?”
“Yeah, that one.”
They laughed until Nico stopped and froze, he turned and looked at the bed. Lou and the crew watched him.
“Hand me a recorder.”
Lou Ellen turned hers on and handed it to him. He gently grabbed it and pulled up a slightly broken and heavily dusty chair and took a seat across the bed. When everyone was silent Nico looked at the bed, everyone followed his line of sight but saw nothing.
“The little girl, Elizabeth, used up most of her energy when she appeared to us so she can only be heard with the recorder.” Nico explained. “Lou? Would you like to ask the questions?”
Lou was surprised when Ghost King had asked her if she wanted to question the little girl but she nodded eagerly and walked beside him. She gulped nervously but she was determined.
“H-Hello, Elizabeth….can…can you tell us how old you are.” Lou asked, she watched as Ghost King nodded slowly and held up the recorder.
“She said she is six.”
He responded but then stopped and chuckled. “My bad. Six and a half.”
Lou heard a crew man snort and apparently so did Ghost King. “Is there a problem Mr. Harrell?”
The older gentleman, well about late forties early fifties gentleman, let out a grunt. The other cameraman, about twenty or twenty-two, Martin something or other, Lou couldn’t remember, focused his camera on Mr. Harrell. “ Okay, sure we saw that ghost thing, but there is no way you can heard her speaking.”
“So…you doubt me?” Ghost King countered, glaring, Lou assumed he was glaring, it’s almost like you could feel it, it was bone chilling, even if it wasn’t directed towards her. The older man scoffed.
“Yeah. I’m doubting you boy. This is nonsense. You are nonsense.” He declared. Beside her Ghost King stood up just as Mr. Harrell let out a hiss, a hiss of pain Lou guessed.
“Elizabeth. No.” Ghost King demanded. Lou was vaguely aware of him handing her the recorder that was still on as he walked in front of Mr. Harrell but stopped and sat on the floor.
“What the hell was that!?” Mr. Harrell exclaimed as he gripped his right thigh and pointed his camera accusingly at Ghost King as Martin focused on both of them and occasionally Lou herself for her reaction.
Ghost King ignored him. “I understand Elizabeth, but that wasn’t very nice of you.” He spoke as if to reprimand a child.
“No. I’m not angry with you. But you have to apologize.”
“Oh what the hell are you doing now?” Mr. Harrell practically growled as he took a step towards Ghost King.
“Elizabeth.” Lou saw Ghost King shake his head no.
And then Lou saw Ghost King sweater move, even though he was perfectly still. It was as though someone caressed his cheek, making the fabric move with the action.
“This is utter bullshit!”
“ You don’t believe me? Fine but do you believe in science Mr. Harrell?”
“Then listen. What we are going to do now is a live playback of the recorder in Lou’s hand.” Lou jumped a bit but walked over to him and handed him the recorder. He took it and stopped recording. Then he began the playback. What she heard sent a chill down her spine. It was incredible.
She heard her voice on the recorder ask the age of Elizabeth. And then she heard it. A little girl’s voice answer.
“I’m six a-”
“She said she is six.” Ghost King’s voice said.
“No! You didn’t let me finish! Six and a half!” Elizabeth’s voice declared.
Then you could hear Ghost King chuckle before he replied. “My bad six and a half.”
Lou was shocked, not that she ever doubted Ghost King’s abilities but it was still shocking to hear how well he could communicate with spirits. This is what she had heard him call an intelligent response. Mr. Harrell seemed to be affected by this knowledge as well. He seemed to have paled, but it was hard to tell with the night vision goggles on. Then the recording got to the bit before Mr. Harrell hissed.
“Don’t be mean!” Elizabeth shouted angrily.“
“He deserves it!”
And then you could hear Mr. Harrell hiss in pain and him exclaim, “What the hell was that”
“ He was being mean! He shouldn’t be mean!”
“I understand Elizabeth, but that wasn’t very nice of you.”
“Are you angry with me?” Elizabeth sounded as though she was on the verge of tears.
“No I’m not angry with you. But you have to apologize.”
“Oh what the hell are you doing now?”
“He deserves to be punished…” Elizabeth’s voice was far too cold and calm to be saying something like that, being only six and a half and all. “Let me scratch him again. He isn’t nice.”
And that was all you heard of Elizabeth in the recording.
“Wow…..” Lou breathed just as they heard someone yelling down the hall. They all ran out to see Michael running towards them. He was bleeding from a small slash on his forehead.
“What happened?” Ghost King asked.
When they had heard the scream, Nico could tell right away that it wasn’t a spirit. A spirit’s sounds disembodied and he hadn’t sensed other spirits near them other than Elizabeth who was still beside him as they ran out into the hall to see Michael running towards them.
“What happened?” Nico asked as he grabbed Michael’s arm to ground him in place, as well as comfort him.
Michael was visibly shaken up and his eye’s were wide with fear.
“I-I was setting up the X cameras……a-a-and I know you said we should stay on the first floor……B-But….but I decided to get a head start and went up to the second floor to set up some more and some of the other equipment……I-I had my flashlight on, of course……but then….then the battery died. So I put on my n-night vision goggles and continued. But…….but then I…….I saw a man run up the stairs so I followed thinking maybe the security guys missed someone sneaking in…..s-so I followed……..I got to the third floor and I heard laughing………it was like that was all I could hear…..was the laughing……..and then……I looked around and I saw the man……he smiled at me……and then he was gone and then a brick was coming at me…..it grazed me because I couldn’t duck in time……” Michael explained as he took in grateful gasps of air.
The hairs on the back of Nico’s neck stood up, he got chills, and there was an overwhelming aura of anger hanging in the air. The emotion was so present he felt like it was pushing itself onto him, trying to get him to the floor. He could hear screams, he could hear-!
“No. No! It’s back!” Michael yelled as they all heard laughter. Deep laughter.
Nico took in a sharp inhale as he heard Elizabeth whimper. “He’s here….”
Then they heard wheels? Or something squeaky. Along with an odd sound of something brushing the floor.
It was a gurney rushing towards them. Aiming at Nico.
“Get out of the way!” He yelled out as he jumped out of its path, he grabbed Lou to get her out of the way as well. The camera crew barely got out of the way as well. Michael looked on the verge of tears. The laughing continued. Nico looked down at Elizabeth who had her hands over her ears.
Once dinner rolled around Nico felt a bit nervous to bring up the conversation at lunch, but he knew that if he didn’t bring it up he would have to face the wrath of Hazel……never again.
Last time that happened she nearly broke his nose, all because he accidentally ripped the arm of her doll off when they were younger, it was about a month after she had moved in with them. But that was a long time ago.
“Nico? Are you okay honey?” Persephone asked as she passed him the garlic bread, he gratefully took one and gave his step mom a small smile.
“M'good. I actually wanted to talk to you all about something.”
That got everyone’s attention. Hazel looked at him expectantly with an eager smile, she had been waiting for a whole what? 3 hours?, Bianca set down her fork and looked at with with a curious smile, as did Persephone, his father raised an eyebrow at him and gave him a look that said, ‘go on.’
Nico cleared his throat before he began, “Well at lunch today my friend Will-”
“That blond one?” Persephone interrupted.
“Isn’t he Apollo’s boy?” His father this time.
“Yeah, but anyways-”
“He’s nice dad. Nothing like his dad.” Bianca reassured after noticing the look of distaste on her father’s face.
“Anyways!” Nico said louder with a slight pout. Thankfully that got their attention yet again. “Anyways….during lunch Will was watching the first episode of Ghost King, and he made a comment about how Ghost King should have a TV show. Well everyone really liked the idea, then Piper said her father would probably be more than happy to help set it up if, you know, Ghost King would ever want to….and I wanted to know what you guys think. So?”
It was quiet for all of two seconds before the table became a frenzy of talking over one another. Nico couldn’t make out what anyone was saying, but could see smiles.
Hades helped regain control as he cleared his throat and looked at his son. “It’s a big step from that You Tub son.”
“It’s YouTube dad! And that sounds like so much fun Nico!” Hazel exclaimed excitedly as she leaned over the table and grabbed his hands.
“That’s a big responsibility Nico.” Bianca reasoned as she sat sideways in her chair to look at her younger brother.
“But it would be a better option than him staying up so late to shoot his videos. Those bags are getting worse!” Persephone voiced in as she too leaned over the table and grasped Nico’s cheeks to get a closer look at him.
Nico felt himself blush, his family was always like this….well not always…..but he liked how it was now, even if his family loved to embarrass him, and they were a bit handsy, especially Persephone, but he honestly loved it. He loved that he got along with her now, he loved the fact that Bianca came back from that camp she went to even though it seemed she wouldn’t come back after the death of their mother, he loved that his dad was around more, and he loved that he gained another sister. It was wonderful.
He could see his dad holding back his laughter.
“Sephy, Darling, let him go.”
Persephone pouted but let his poor cheeks go. “I’m just saying.”
Hades smiled fondly at his wife before looking at his son once again. “Bianca and Persephone are both right. It would be a lot easier on you, what with an actual set programming time, you are losing a lot of sleep, and it also will be a bigger responsibility. But it’s your choice Nico.”
Nico smiled but the smile slipped off his face when he began to think about it in detail. “It would be great…..but wouldn’t making it a show make people even more skeptical, I go to great lengths to show just how real everything I experience is….I just don’t want people to doubt it.”
“People are always going to be skeptical Nico.” Bianca spoke up as she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and gave it a soft squeeze. “You can’t please everyone.”
“Your sister is right, whatever you choose to do, just know we’re behind you every step of the way.” His father said with a slight smile.
“I think….I think I’ll do it. Or at least discuss it with Mr. McLean. I’ll just have to keep the voice modifier on when I talk to him.” Nico mused out loud.
Dinner carried on after that with the usual, ‘how’s school?’, or ‘how’s work?’ Just stuff like that. It was nice, and dinner had been great, probably because Bianca cooked….no offense to Persephone, but that woman could not cook for her life.
Back in his room, Nico took in a deep breath and called Piper.
“Pipes? Hey. I’ve got a question to ask.”
(( I imagine Hades always calling Modern Apps or technology by the wrong names, he tries to be the cool hip dad but he’s just clueless.))
“Okay. Start at the beginning.” Reyna started in a surprisingly steady voice as her, Nico, and Jason walked to their next classes, which were all near each other and a bit far away so they had time to talk about Nico’s confession.
The Italian had his eyes glued to the floor, his ears, neck, and face were completely red, and he was pouting. He looked like an angry tomato. At least Jason thought so. “It was at lunch…..and uh,….well we…..I gave him the cookies I made for him…….and well……I confessed…or he confessed…..honestly it’s all a blur right now……..and then we kissed…….there was some talking after that…..and uh….more…..k-kissing…definitely some cuddling….” Nico mumbled, and if possible his blush darkened significantly with each word he stammered out.
Reyna’s eyes widened as well as Jason’s, but then her eyes narrowed in suspicion. “What did you talk about Nico?”
And Jason knew for sure him and Reyna both caught the gulp and how Nico seemed to tense.
“That’s…..can we talk about that after school?” The dark haired teen declared. Now looking more serious, his blush even died down.
“Was it something bad?” Jason asked cautiously as he placed a comforting albeit protective hand on the smaller teen’s shoulder. It felt so small and thin beneath his hand.
Reyna crossed her arms in that intimidating way but Jason and Nico both knew it was her protective stance, specifically when it came to Nico.
Nico didn’t even flinch under their gazes, didn’t shrink away like most would, but it’s not like either of them expected him to. Nico di Angelo could out stubborn a bull if he ever wanted to. “I’m not going to lie….at first I thought it was but, I… I’m certain it’s not now…just that it might complicate things….important things that we will discuss at my house after school. Persephone is going to make that weird organic macaroni again so..uh be prepared and bring extra spices? But yeah we’ll talk about it then.” Nico concluded as he walked away from the shivering Juniors he called friends and walked into his class.
The two stood there absorbing what he said, mainly about what he wanted to talk about but also when he mentioned Persephone cooking. That made them shudder.
“I’ll bring garlic salt like last time if you bring the cayane pepper again.” Jason suggested to Reyna who merely nodded as her response and they both went to their classes.
“Okay I want details and I want them now!” Lou declared as her and Will waved goodbye to Cecil who also demanded to know the gossip after school.
Will snapped the bracelet he was wearing over and over again. He almost always had to do something with his hands, whether he be nervous or just bored. This was out of nervousness.
“Like I said. We kissed, and we’re dating. Well gonna date. I wanna take him out a couple of times before we make it official.”
Lou rolled her eyes and snorted. “What, are you gonna ask his dad for permission to date him?”
When she received no reply, Lou turned to look at her blond friend who was an impressive shade of red and quit messing with his bracelet.
“Oh.” She breathed out. “You’re really gonna do that?”
Will gulped and laughed sheepishly as he nodded. “Too cheesy? I wanted to do it because Nico said his dad is pretty old fashioned about stuff, like technology mainly, like sure he has a Mac and an IPhone and stuff and he can work them, but he is cruddy at using social media. Like seriously any kind of social media. He called Tumblr, “Tumble,” and Twitter, “Twattar.” Oh God and Facebook became BookFace or Book of Faces. When Nico was helping him make a Facebook along with his sisters, Hades asked him, no joke, “What would I do with a book full of faces? Do I know the faces? What if I don’t know the faces Nico?” I’m not kidding. And I just thought that he would appreciate me asking for Nico’s hand…….not like MARRIAGE!!! We’re too young. Oh goodness we are sooooo too young for that I mean in dating. Hand in dating. Yeeaaahhhhhhhhh.“
Will rambled on and on. Seriously, it was like the boy suffered from word vomit when he over thought or was nervous. It was kinda cute, like now. Lou couldn’t help but laugh, which made Will stop rambling and pout.
“Are you laughing at me Ms. Ellen?”
“Of course not Mr. Solace, I was laughing at….well yeah you but not because of what you were saying. Because you are just too darn cute!” She replied while she pinched Will’s cheeks and cooed.
The blond swatted her hands away and pouted once more as he rubbed his cheeks. That hurt!
“Soooo….it is a good idea?”
“I think he would appreciate it, I think Nico would as well. He’s kinda old fashioned too. Somewhat. I mean he has an old record player, isn’t that crazy? And he doesn’t have an iPod! He has one of those CD players that you clip to your jeans, also a Walkman like who has those anymore?”
“I think it’s cute. He also has an original game boy, game boy color- a pink one, a dreamcast, a GameCube, a Nintendo 64 and all kinds of old gaming systems it’s wild.”
“So what you’re saying is his house is a retro gold mine.”
Will chuckled and nodded. “Basically.”
“Oh hey! Are you going to go to the Stolls party this weekend? I heard it’s going to top the last one.” Lou excitedly explained.
“I heard that one was really crazy, but I don’t know. I’m not really the partying type, Lou, you know that. Also does Reyna know? I’m sure she would be pissed if she knew.”
Lou waved her hand in a dismissive manner. “Don’t worry, she has no idea. Apparently she is hanging out at Nico’s. I guess it’s like their monthly movie night or something.”
Or something. Will thought. It probably was to help out with the whole Ghost King thing, which honestly Will was still not over. Or perhaps it really was a movie night. He really didn’t know.
“Dude you should totally come to the party. I heard they hired Leo’s cousin who is a professional fire-breathing. It’s going to be lit!”
Will groaned. “Please never say that again.”
Lou smirked devilishly. “What lit? It’s going to be so lit! Like I don’t think anything could be as lit and this lit party!” She mocked with wild hand gestures.
Will continuely made faces and groans as she kept talking until he dissolved into giggles. “I’ll consider it if you stop saying lit.”
“That doesn’t mean I’m going to go!”
“It practically does, Solace.”
“Awww I love you too!”
Why did Will get the feeling that the party was a bad idea?
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.