@mm393415 asked: If it’s not to much trouble Blushy Nico Di Angelo / make out Solangelo.
Here it is. I don’t know if this is exactly what you meant, but I hope you like it!
And we’re wrapped in light, in life, in love
Nico’s on fire.
He’s burning, his whole body is glowing. He’s not used to this, it’s a weird
feeling, he can’t think straight, he never wants it to stop.
time Will kissed him, it had been sweet and short, but perfect. They had been
the last ones at the campfire. The sun had long set, the sky was already that
colour that was either a deep, deep blue or black. (Nico is absolutely certain
that it’s black, Will says it’s a very, very dark blue.) The only sound was the
churning of the wood in the fire. And Nico was painfully aware that they were
alone. They were alone, in the dark, neither of them was speaking. And Nico was
hopelessly in love with Will.
Nico could practically feel his heart beating and it felt like it tried to jump through his chest. He played with a loose tread on his shirt, trying to do something, anything instead of fighting down the urge to look at Will or say something he’d regret.
When Will said his name, just loud enough for him to hear, his heart skipped a beat and he turned his head only to find Will looking at him with Nico’s feelings reflected in his eyes.
Then Will slowly came closer to Nico, their faces just inches from each other. Nico didn’t pull back. He knew what was going to happen and he knew he wanted it to happen. Will gave him time to say no if wanted to and Nico was grateful for that. Because he probably would’ve pulled back if this happened a month earlier.
He was ready then, though, and he gladly let it happen. And it was sweet and short, but perfect. When it was over, Nico realized he had been holding his breath since the moment Will leaned into him, and let it out now. He didn’t meet Will’s eye, but looked down instead, feeling the bright blush spread over his face and a grin he couldn’t quite supress taking over his face.