nico shi

Double Date - Solangelo

Double Dates


Will popped the question when him and Nico were walking along the shoreline. “How would you feel about, oh, I don’t know, double dating?”

Nico, misunderstanding the question, jumped back, yanking his hand out of Will’s larger one in the process. “W-what!?” Nico stuttered in disbelief. “This is a wholly monogamous relationship, Will… We are in no way polyamorous and if you enjoy partaking in things like that, then maybe you should’ve mentioned it before we made us official not because that’s wrong or anything but because that’s pretty vital infor-”

“Woah, woah, woah!” Will stopped in his tracks and grabbed Nico’s skinny wrist, turning the younger boy until he was facing him. “Woah. I don’t really know what ‘monogamous’ or ‘polyamorous’ means - you know I don’t speak nineteen thirties - so before you continue to freak out, could you explain what in Olympus you’re talking about?”

Nico grimaced, shooting the blonde a look that obviously read seriously, Will? “Monogamous means a relationship between only two people, and polyamorous is, as you put it, double dating - having many or more than one romantic partner - which is something that doesn’t appeal to me. Like, at all.”

To Nico’s further confusion, Will’s jaw dropped. “You think that’s what double dating means?” Will threw his head back, laughing. “No, Gods, I keep forgetting that you’re still so behind on twenty-first century lingo… Double dating doesn’t mean having an open relationship. It means going on a date with another couple.”

“Oh.” As embarrassment took over, Nico could feel red hot blood rush up his body and to his cheeks. It wasn’t his fault that he categorized double dating with polyamorous relationships - they sounded like they could’ve had similar meaning, and learning modern terms wasn’t exactly on his list of things to do now that the Giant War was over. Besides, he was still trying to grasp the concept of the foolish mortal term, YOLO. You’re only little once? You Only Like Oreos? He just didn’t understand.

Will smiled crookedly at the sight of his blushing boyfriend, and caught the dark-haired boy off guard when he leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the reddened skin of his cheek. “You’re so cute, you know that?”

Nico shied away and hung his head so that his shaggy hair fell over his eyes, embarrassed by both his mistake and Will’s affection. “I’m not cute…”

He heard Will hum in thought. “You’re right… You’re not cute, you’re adorable, Darling.”

Knowing that there wasn’t a chance to get Will to take the unmanly term back, Nico got over his embarrassments and lifted his head back up to glare at his boyfriend. “I just can’t win with you, can I?” He exhaled.

“Nope!” Will grinned, popping the ‘p’ in nope. “Now, your opinion on double dating?” The two resumed their walking, and it took a moment of thinking before Nico shrugged in reply.

“I don’t know, it kind of sounds weird… Going out with another couple? I’m just barely l at ease when it’s just the two of us, so who knows how awkward it’ll be when we bring two others into the equation.” Nico wrinkled his nose. “Yeah, while I can’t really base my answer on experience, I’d have to say that I probably wouldn’t enjoy it all that much.”

From the corner of his eye, Nico could see that Will had pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. “Are you sure? Maybe you’d like it, if you gave it a try…”

Nico knew Will too well to know that his boyfriend was hinting at something. “You set up a double date, didn’t you?” He asked with a sigh, raising his arm to brush his hand through his hair. His fingers knotted in the dark strands, and he had to tug a couple of times to free them.
“Yeah, about that, I might ha-” Before Will could finish his sentence, a faceless force pounced onto Nico’s back, successfully knocking the son of Hades face-first into the ground.

“What the-” Nico flipped himself over so he could see what the heck just sent him flying to the ground and groaned once he was met with the sea-green eyes of his past crush. “Percy.” He warned in annoyance, trying and failing to push the older boy off of him. When Percy refused to move, he could hear Will chuckle from somewhere above. “Get off of me.” He said bluntly, but once again, the son of Poseidon didn’t budge.

“But I’m so comfortable here… No wonder Will likes to cuddle you.” He nuzzled his face into Nico’s neck, giving the boy he had trapped under him an unpleasant mouthful of raven hair. “You’re like a giant, fluffy teddy bear from the Underworld… Maybe I should steal you for myself.” The trapped boy heard Will make a sound of disapproval. Nico was sure his face was redder than Apollo’s cows at that point, and had never been so thankful for Annabeth - she had arrived with Percy, but her arrival was nowhere near as pronounced - who crouched down to lug her boyfriend to his feet.

“That’s enough, Seaweed Brain.” Annabeth chided, but there was laughter laced in her voice.

“Yeah, hands off my boyfriend!” With a light smack to Percy’s arm, Will reached his hand down to Nico and pulled him up. The underworld-born narrowed his eyes at Percy, who became slightly uncomfortable from the intense look as he spoke.

“So, uh, are you guys ready? We have reservations in like, half an hour. Or, I think it’s half an hour…” Percy glanced down at a watch he was given by Leo before looking up at Annabeth in puzzlement. “Annabeth, this thing doesn’t make any sense!” He huffed, shoving his wrist up to the stormy-eyed girl’s face.

“Perce, it’s just a normal watch.”

“No, it’s a stupid watch!”

Ignoring their further banter, Nico turned to his boyfriend with a mixture of question and annoyance pooling in his dark eyes. “Ready? Will, what does he mean by ‘are you guys ready’?” Nico crossed his arms, cocking his hip to the side in expectancy for an answer.

Will smiled down at him sheepishly. “Surprise…” He tried, shaking his hands in the air. “We’re going on a double date with these two! Isn’t that, uh, exciting?”
“Will, really?” Nico complained, lolling his head back to look up at the darkening night sky. Annabeth stepped away from Percy before will could respond. “So, apparently Percy’s been reading his watch wrong and we actually have ten minutes to get to the restaurant, not thirty…” She paused to glare at her embarrassed-looking boyfriend. “And that means that if we want to keep our reservation, we need to leave right this second.” With that, Athena’s daughter snatched Percy’s hand and began to walk away from the shoreline. Will and Nico followed, but Will could see that Nico didn’t look as happy as he would’ve liked.

“Aw, cheer up -  it’ll be fun! Well, as long as Percy doesn’t try anything funny with you.” He sent a challenging look Percy’s way, slinging his arm around Nico possessively. Nico angled his head to look back at his boyfriend, the smallest shadow of a smile dancing across his lips. “Don’t worry, he’s not really my type.”

From ahead, Nico could hear an irritated grunt leaving Percy’s lips, followed by a grumbled “Not his type…” Percy shook his head. “I’m everyone’s type.”

This is little more meta than my other Solangelo posts. 

But, think about Nico avoiding Will. I don’t mean that in an angry way (they had an argument, one of them is just angry, etc) but in a ‘I don’t know how to deal with happiness’ way. 

Because Nico hasn’t had a lot of that. He’s really annoyingly happy when we first meet him, delighted to meet demigods and asking about a million questions. 

Yet, at the end of BoO he notes that his face hurt from smiling, he wasn’t used to the expression. His Fucking Face Hurt. He’s been through Tartarus, been captured and tortured and near death. His very being repels people, and only the dead follow him out of fear. Gods dammit, he’s fucking fourteen

That’s not going to go away, dating Will isn’t going to make it better, and I have no doubt he’ll heal, he’s actually a lot more composed and collected than I think maybe any other demigod would be in that situation. Maybe it’s because he’s a son of Hades, maybe it’s a form of repression that’s going to make him implode later and the consequences are going to be permanent. 

Yet, I imagine Nico and Will could do a lot to help with the healing process. Not because love conquers all, or because they are totes cute, but because Will seems to be emotionally sensitive and more of an equal to him in a way Percy or Jason could not. 

Nico is loyal to his friends. He utterly destroys Bryce the moment he hurts Reyna, fights tooth and nail to get to her when the Amazons 'kidnap’ them. His smile? For the news of the healthy baby satyr boy Mellie just delivered. He’s almost ruled by his emotions.

For Bianca, he spent years trying to find her and return her to life. Percy, whom he loved/venerated, was given as much of him as he could give. He comforted Hazel, and stayed by her when others did not. His life has not been happy, so he gives and protects others like he was not.

And so, when he begins realizing that his feelings for Will aren’t going away, and that Will seems to reciprocate them and they might be headed for a relationship?

Nico panics. Nico runs for the Underworld, because he understands that easiest (it’s not like Hades is going to intervene) and when that fails, he runs for New Rome, and Hazel doesn’t questions him but the pity in her eyes is worse than the pomegranate seeds. 

Reyna talks to him like nothing is wrong, but she also sits him down and tells him that running from his problems will eventually come back to haunt him.

So he goes back, and Will immediately puts him in the infirmary and nags him about proper eating habits.

By the time they actually start dating, things are actually worse. Nico shies away from touch, from the affection Will so easily showers on him. Will tries to sit him down to talk about it, but Nico shuts down and avoids him, so, well.

Finally, Nico confides in Will, and it’s stuttering and quiet, but he does. He doesn’t know how to deal with the affection, or the touch, he’s just spend so long without it it’s almost completely alien to him now.

Nico half-expects for Will to break up with him then and there, but Will smiles. He’s glad Nico trusted him enough to confide in him, and he starts tailoring his behavior to make Nico more comfortable.

The first time Nico yanks Will down for a very public display of affection, he realizes how much his life has changed. It’s not perfect, but he’s alive, and friends who support him, someone who loves him.

He smile.

That, uh, turned into fanfic at the end. Oops. 

anonymous asked:

Hi could you please do a punk! Will pastel Nico pt 2

I have a feeling this is the same Anon who requested this is the first time. But I don’t mind.

Part 1

Nico almost always came home with cuts and bruises, but it never really bothered him. He was an openly gay, pastel, junior in high school. Bullying was pretty much a guarantee for a guy like him. It never really got physical, just a shove into an open locker here, or a trip on a stretched out foot there. Nothing terrible that would do any real damage. 

While Nico was always ready to play knight in shining armor for his sisters, he never stood up for himself, he accepted the occasional punch with dignity and kept a calm head. He could deal with it. The words they flung at him never really struck. Nico had long since accepted himself and knew that fighting it would do him no good.

So he went along with it, avoiding it when he could and dealing with it when he couldn’t. 

It never really bothered Nico. 

But that didn’t mean it didn’t bother Will.


“Hey, Pastel, did you finish the algebra homework?” Will asked Nico. Currently, Will was sprawled across Nico’s bed in his room while Nico was sitting at his tidy desk. 

“Hm?” Nico hummed, not looking up from his work. 

“Algebra?” Will asked again, holding the paper up and shaking it to get Nico’s attention. “Did you do it?”

Nico turned around in his chair and squinted at the paper Will was holding. “Of course I did.” He said very matter-of-factually. “I finish all my homework.” He turned back around to his desk. “Unlike a certain punk I know. You know, you won’t get into med school if you don’t do your homework.” 

Will blushed. Nico was one of the only people who knew of Will’s dream to become a doctor. “Yeah, I know. But I don’t get this stuff. All the numbers get jumbled up in my head.”

Nico simply smiled and pulled his algebra homework out of the stack and handed it to Will.

Their fingers brushed and both boys blushed. That is, until Will saw his split knuckles and bruises littering his arm.

“What’d you do, Pastel?” Will asked, taking Nico’s hand in his own and setting the paper aside. He looked at it, a few cuts still slightly bleeding.

“Nothing. Just scraped it.” Nico replied, pulling it away and wiping it on the hem of his baby blue shirt.

“Nico, you’re not a klutz. You’re scarily graceful.” Will said, raising his eyebrows and looking over at Nico.

“Am not.” Nico replied. “It doesn’t matter.” 

Will huffed in annoyance. “If you don’t tell me what happened, I won’t bring you the flower crown my mom made you.”

Nico whined. “But they’re so pretty!”

“What happened?”

Nico chewed on his lip. “It was just some guys from school. Nothing serious.”

Will’s face dropped. “You’re getting bullied?” He asked incredulously.

Nico’s silence confirmed the answer.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Nico?” He asked, hurt laced in his voice.

“Because,” Nico huffed, pulling his sleeve over the bruises. “You’ve already been suspended for fighting once this year. You do that again and you definitely won’t make it into med school.” 

“Nico, they’re hurting you!” Will yelled. He instantly felt bad for it when Nico flinched away from him. “I- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.” He softened and tried to reach his hand out to Nico, but he only shied away from the touch.

“Please don’t yell at me.” Nico whispered with a think voice. 

“I’m sorry.” Will apologized again. “I won’t do anything if you don’t want me to.” 

Nico nodded. “I don’t want you to ruin your future over some boy you met in high school who you probably won’t remember.” 

Will thought he was wrong. Will felt like he would know Nico for a long time. And when Nico was ready, he wanted to love Nico for a long time. But, of course, he didn’t mention any of this. 


Throughout the year, Will kept his promise. He clenched his teeth when Nico had new cuts, he kept his anger leashed when Nico came home with black bruises more and more frequently. He even managed to hold himself back when Nico came home with a large bruise on his collarbone. Throughout the year, Will kept good grades and stayed in good graces with his teachers, he kept his promise and stayed close friends with Nico.

That all came crashing down when Nico came home with a black eye and a broken nose.


“That’s it!” Will yelled the moment he saw Nico’s face. 

“Will, please,” Nico practically begged, “it’s not worth it!”

“Nico, they can’t keep hurting you like this and getting away with it!” Will stopped short, turning to look at Nico. 

“Please.” Nico spoke softly through the tears in his eyes. “Please. Leave it be.”

“Nico…” Will reached out slowly, hesitantly brushing his fingertips against Nico’s jaw. When Nico didn’t move, Will gently cupped his hand around Nico’s cheek. “I can’t keep letting them hurt you.” He spoke softly, desperately.

Nico searched his face and when Will pulled away and turned around, walking away, Nico grasped at the last straw he had left.

“If you loved me you wouldn’t do this.”

What?” Will stopped dead in his tracks.

“I know you love me. And… and maybe I love you too… But that doesn’t matter because I know you love me. And if you loved me, you wouldn’t fight them.” Nico breathed heavily, quickly, Will knew Nico’s sighs. He knew Nico was going to have a panic attack. He turned around slowly and saw Nico looking at him with sheer terror. He looked afraid with his eyes wild and blood slowly dripping down onto his scarf. 

“You love me?” He asked slowly. 

“I…” Nico faltered, “yeah. But not when you go around beating people up.”

“But-” Will began but he was cut off. 

“But nothing, Will. I don’t care what they do to me. Do you want to know why? It’s because I have you. You make everything bearable and enjoyable and… And I love your stupid punk get up and your tough guy act when, really, you’re a huge softie who dreams of being a doctor. It’s because I love you that I can live with the bruises.” Nico spoke softly, closing the distance between them.

“I love you.” He whispered again.

Will closed the gap between their lips, holding Nico’s elbows gently and closing his eyes. Will never felt anything like it. All the girls he kissed before had absolutely nothing on Nico di Angelo. His Pastel. Nico kissed softly and gently and like it was the most special thing in the world.

Will pulled back, resting his forehead on Nico’s.

“Alright, I won’t do anything.” He said quietly.

Nico smiled. “Thank you.” He sighed in relief. 

“I love you too.”

I have a test I should be studding for. But instead I wrote this.