Summary: Nico di Angelo is always forced into a pumpkin carving content by his long term boyfriend, Will. He is certain he will win for the first time this Halloween season, though as he will find, Will has him beat again.
It was Halloween season, the time of hot drinks, pretty leaves, and Halloween marathons.
Nico di Angelo was spending is chilly afternoon lounging sideways on his living room chair, a book in his hands. His chest bore a once-black sweater, now gray from age and wear. He picked mindlessly at loose strings as he flipped the page.
Just as he had began to doze off, Will Solace walked in behind his boyfriend, his arms full with the two biggest pumpkins Nico had ever seen.
They had been together for seven years, since they were in high school, and Nico had become quickly familiar of Will’s love of pumpkin carving. Every year Nico was forced into a pumpkin carving contest, and every year he lost.
Will set the pumpkins down on the wood floor with a thud and a groan. He stood up and stretched his back before turning on his heel out the door.
Nico sat up, he knew the drill, there was no way of getting out of the contest. He tried to fake being sick once, just so he didn’t have to lose for another year, and Will had brought him a pumpkin and knife to his bed on a breakfast tray. He rolled up the sleeves of his sweater and sighed with a smile.
Will returned with arms full with newspapers and assorted tools, he quickly made work spreading the sheets across the ground until there was a large blanket of paper in the middle of the room.
“You seem oddly chipper about the contest this year.” Nico observed. It was true, Will was always excited, but he seemed to be a tad bit faster with setup this year.
Will shrugged as he sat down on the ground, “I’m just excited, that’s all.”
Nico chucked as he sat across from Will, his legs folding in front of him. “You’re a dork, that’s what you are.”
Will rolled one of the pumpkins to Nico, its surface scraping against the ground. Mean while, Nico readied a large plastic bowl for emptying the pumpkins into.
After everything was set up, Will looked over to Nico, who was admiring his pumpkin.
“Yes?” Nico looked up.
“I love you.” Will said with a smile.
Nico responded, “hey, Will?”
“Yeah?” Will asked.
Nico smirked, “get ready to lose.”
And with that, Nico grabbed the closest cheap knife and plunged into his pumpkin. It’s two inch blade working furiously to cut off the top.
“No fair!” Will exclaimed, quickly setting into action.
After the excitement of the beginning had calmed down, the two men were enthralled in their own actions.
“What are you going to carve?” Nico asked, mentally preparing himself to grab a fistful of pumpkin innards.
Will ran his hand along his forehead, “it’s a surprise! You can’t know!”
“Ugh, you’re no fun.” Nico complained, eyeing his pumpkin again.
“Oh come on Nico, it’s just some pumpkin seeds, it’s not going to hurt you!” Will said, gesturing to Nico’s pumpkin.
“Oh really? I don’t see you digging in to your pumpkin.”
That’s all it took, with a smirk, Will opened up his pumpkin and emerged both hands into the opening, pulling out two seed covered, slimy hands.
Nico crinkled his nose, “gross!”
Will leaned forward, gooey arms outstretched, “come on, Nico, give me a hug!”
Nico yelped and leaned back, trying to avoid his boyfriends sticky grasp.
After sometime had passed, and the two boys were putting the last details on their pumpkins, Will brought in two tea light candles.
“Are you ready for the big reveal?” Will asked, picking up his pumpkin and setting it on the table, being careful not to reveal its carving to the other.
Nico made one last cut with his knife and then nodded, “yeah. Get ready to lose.”
Will laughed, “okay, do you want to go first, Mr.Confidence?”
“Gladly.” With some flare, Nico plucked a match from Will’s hand. He crossed the room and dimmed the lights. He then picked up his pumpkin with a grunt and set it on the table next to Will’s, also facing away.
Nico removed the pumpkin’s top and lit the candle. He quickly set it in the hollow center of the pumpkin and replaced the lid.
He stepped back, gesturing to his pumpkin. “Flip it around whenever you’re prepared to have your mind blown.”
“Don’t count on it, Sweetheart.” Will said, stepping up and placing his hands on Nico’s pumpkin. After a moment of suspense, Will slowly turned Nico’s jack-o-lantern around. Its cut out image was glowing brightly in the dark room. The pumpkin’s surface glowed a bright scene of an eerie graveyard, complete with bats with glowing eyes and a weeping willow tree in the background.
Will studied it for a moment. “Looks good, you have definitely gotten better in the last few years.” Nico nodded in satisfaction. “I still won, though.” Will added, shrugging causally.
“What?! My carving is amazing, there is no way you won again.”
“You said that last year.” Will said flatly, lighting his match and then his tea light. He replaced his lid and stepped back.
“Whenever you’re ready,” he gestured to his pumpkin, a smile on his face.
Nico narrowed his eyes and stepped forward, slowly he turned his boyfriends pumpkin around, revealing its image.
Nico took a step back to look at it. On the pumpkin’s front, words had been cut out of it.
Will you marry me?
Nico turned around, eyes wide, only to find his boyfriend on one knee, his hands clasped around a small black box.
Nico’s hands went to his mouth, unable to find words.
Will laughed, opening the box to reveal a small, shiny ring. “Nico? Will you marry me?”
Nico nodded, laughing because he was unsure what else to do. Will slipped the simple ring on his fiancé’s finger, standing up to hug Nico.
“I told you I’d win again.”