#Nico never expected to find his soulmate but... there Leo is. pulling him out of the cold and into a world so bright it almost burns him

[slytherin-sin]

It Happens Like This

Posted on FF.net and will post to my ao3 once I've fine tuned it a bit.

Basically a college soulmate au featuring Percy and Jason.

It is a universal fact that everyone had a soul mate.  Not everyone was lucky enough to find them. Even with the help of a small tattoo that appeared on your body the day of your sixteenth birthday. The chances of finding your partner at that age was rare but not unheard of. Some were fortunate to already know their partner. Others believed that fate would lead them together and all they had to do was wait.  And then there were the ones that weren't spoken of in polite circles. The ones who didn't want to ever meet their partners. Or worse, the one's who's mark never appears, or turns gray, a sign their partner has passed.

Like any other teen, Percy had discovered his the morning of his sixteenth birthday. After weeks of anticipation and wondering just what it was that would appear. Jumping out of bed, he hoped towards the mirror, stripping  as he went. It was bigger than he expected. A large bird on his thigh - an eagle he later discovered- wings spread out behind it and clawed feet stretching down as though it were about to land or catch a prey. In it’s mouth was a small trident, like Aquaman’s weapon. He had proudly shown it to his mother, a smile on his face that slipped away as Gabe spewed insults from behind her.

From then on he had always made sure to keep it covered, refusing to show it to anyone. Easy to do when it was conveniently located high up on his thigh. When he was older, the  addition of several tattoos kept even the nosiest of his friends confused.  Even his closest friends Grover and Annabeth had never figured it out. No one but Nico Diangelo and Percy had himself to blame.

There had been large amounts of alcohol involved.  It was a new school year and the stoll brothers had decided it was the perfect time to throw a party, inviting what seemed to be half their college. Connor and Travis had a large house close to campus and their dad was always away on business for his shipping company, meaning they often had the opportunity to throw large parties. Parties that despite how out of hand they got, were never shut down by the police.

Holding his red cup loosely in one hand, Percy flicked the small ball across the table, watching with a smirk as it landed in his opponents cup. Groaning Nico picked up the drink, his nose wrinkling in disgust as he took the ball out and chugged it down. Tossing the cup aside, he focused on his turn, letting the ball fly and frowning when it missed.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would assume you’re cheating.” He grumbled, waiting for Percy to take his turn.

To anyone else it would appear that Nico wasn’t enjoying the party. Even Percy was surprised the younger boy had so far kept his complaints to a minimum. Not only had he only threatened the lives of 2 people, he had managed to hold a conversation with several others. Normally by this point Nico would have started at least one argument or wandered off to a dark corner.

Sinking the ball into the last cup Percy waited until Nico finished his drink before offering a shrug. “What can I say, Beer pong just happens to be one of many things I’m gifted at.”

They shouldered their way through the crowd. Annabeth and Piper were seated on the opposite side of the pool. Beside them, Piper’s friends were deep in discussion. Leo's arms were waving in the air, sending his drink spilling over the cup he was holding.   John, no Jason he remembered, was nodding in agreement from where he sat.  Percy had only met them a few times when Annabeth dragged him to hang out.  From what he could remember the two guys seemed pretty chill. Leo could be a bit energetic at times but he was a nice guy.  Jason was still a bit of a mystery to him. It wasn't that Jason was quiet. But he also wasn't as loud as the rest of their friends.

Lost in thought and more than a little intoxicated he didn’t see the guy stumbling towards him until it was too late. as a body shoved into him, he flailed. Reaching onto air as he lost his balance and went falling right into the pool with a large splash. Surfacing a moment later,  hair plastered against his face, he paddled towards the side, where Nico waited to help him out. Their friends came rushing forwards, grins on their faces. At least they had thought to bring him a towel.

“Thanks Nico.” Turning, the grin fell off his face as he noticed where Nico was staring. At some point between falling in the water and climbing out, Percy’s shorts had shifted up his leg, and ended up stuck halfway up his thigh. Just far enough to show off the bottom half of his mark. Grimacing he tugged the material down until it was covered. Meeting Nico’s eye the two had a staring contest before Percy gave up with a sigh and a small nod of his head. They would talk about it later. Right now he needed to dry off.

“I’ll go see if Connor has anything to borrow.” Nico said.  Nodding, Percy headed towards the house intent on finding a room to dry off, change and freak out. Not necessarily in that order.

Finding the first available room, he closed the door behind him and stripped off his shirt. The material stuck unpleasantly and was cold despite the warm temperature. Letting out a frustrated sigh Percy tried to wring out as much liquid possible before tossing it over a chair.  There might still be a hoodie or shirt in the back of Nico’s car if he was lucky.

His pants, he was screwed. There was no way he could wear them and unless one of the Stoll’s lent him something, he would have no choice but to go home.

“Fuck,” Slipping out of his wet shorts and boxers he wrapped the towel around his waist. Back to the door, he didn't hear it open.

“Hey Percy? Nico asked me to give you-” Jason was standing partway  in the door. His broad form blocked out the hall and anyone who might peeked in. Jason' face was pink as he took in Percy’s state of undress and any words he might have said were long gone now.  Stepping  into the room he stared directly at Percy’s face as he walked over and pass the clothes in his grip. Stumbling over something on the floor, Percy reached out to try and stop Jason from falling.

For the second time in the past hour, Percy felt himself falling. But instead of hitting water, he fell on the carpeted floor, soon  followed by Jason’s weight on top of him.

“Fuck.” Letting out a small groan he raised himself up onto his elbows and stared down. Jason was sprawled across his lap, face bright red as he took in how close they were and how little Percy was wearing.

“Shit. I am so sorry.” Lifting his weight off Percy, Jason rose onto his hands and knees.

His body was still caging Percy’s as he tried to find somewhere to look. His eyes danced between the tattoos running down his  arm, across the lean chest and muscles. He tried and failed to avoid looking lower at the faint trail of hair that disappeared under the towel.  During the fall it had gotten loose, only barely covering Percy’s junk and revealing his thigh. Jason saw the edge of another tattoo on the side of his thigh. The picture not visible at this angle except for a couple golden feathers.

Time slowed down as he glanced at Percy to see if this was okay before turning his attention back to his thigh. His fingers trailed across the feathers as he pressed against Percy’s thigh, pushing it to get a better look. the feathers were a pair of wings, followed by the rest of a bird and finally the trident gripped in it's mouth. Letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding Jason didn’t dare look back at Percy.

“I-” lost for words he cleared his throat before trying again. “I didn’t expect to see it so soon.”

“Huh?”

Jason raised himself up to grip the edge of his shirt, pulling it off in one quick move and tossing it the side. Grabbing Percy’s hand he placed the other boys palm flat against his chest. Right over an identical eagle.

“Oh.” What was one suppose to say to their soulmate in a situation like this? Other than his name and the fact they shared the same friend group he really didn’t know Jason at all. “Hi.”

“Hello.” Still holding his hand in place Jason started laughing and Percy joined him. “Is it okay if I kiss you?”

Nodding Percy stretched up to meet him, pulling Jason down until their lips met. He would deny it later when asked but in that moment he swore he could feel fireworks going off in his body.  Jason’s lips were warm and gentle, brushing slowly against his own.

#percy jackson #Jason grace #heroes of olympus #college au #soulmate au #mywrit

[dyde21]

Soulmates

@mooshie05 Had submitted a request to me that had been bouncing around my head! Basically everyone has a soulmate, and before you meet them you share their physial pain. I tweaked it slightly to fit better with what I had in my head, I hope that’s okay! (Also because the idea of someone just bleeding randomly terrified me and brought far too many logistical problems for my tired butt to deal with.) Anyway, a little short but I hope you enjoy!

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Annabeth was pretty sure that if she wouldn't absolutely love her soul mate, she'd hate him. Clearly the whatever God there was must have had a sense of humor when designing their world. Yes, everyone in the world was born with a soulmate. Someone who'd be your other half, someone you'd live happily with as long as no accidents happened. Someone who could quiet your demons, and stoke your flames. Someone that would show you home wasn't a place, but a person. Sounds wonderful, right? The only problem was the first way you learned about them was through pain. Yes, before someone met their soulmate they had a connection. Unfortunately it wasn't some romantic longing or feeling. No, it was whenever your partner was bruised, cut, scarred or injured, you would feel a ghost of their pain.

Most of the time it wasn't that big of a deal. Occasionally there'd be some pain, enough to make you worry about them, and feel relieved when they healed knowing they were out there somewhere living their life.

Of course sometimes the worst happened. A soulmate died before you ever met them, or was in a horrible accident. It was an utterly tragic event, and physical pain aside, the emotional pain crippled a person. Years of therapy were often required to help the person cope with the loss of an unknown half of their being, and sometimes they never recovered. Luckily it wasn't as common as it could be thankfully.

It was something most people feared, but for some reason Annabeth didn't really fear that.

No, her soulmate seemed so determined to find ways to hurt himself, he was clearly to stubborn to die. She knew absolutely nothing about him, other than the fact he was clearly living some sort of fun life. It was a rare day that she woke up without some phantom ache or pain. Some reminder that “Hey! I'm your soulmate, I'm out here, and I'm a dumb ass!”

As annoying as it was, it was something Annabeth had learned to get kind of used to. She had also put a lot of thought into it, wondering if she could piece together what kind of person her soulmate was, so she could seek him out, meet him to end the dreaded pain sharing, then kick his butt for putting her through so much.

But despite all the time she spent thinking about it, the best guess she could come up with was some sort of sport. The injures were always the knees, elbows, ankles, and butt. Not the usual suspects for someone who got into a lot of fights, or someone seeking pain. No, those seemed like the normal signs of some athletic kid with no concern for his own safety, or seemingly hers.

Why couldn't he be like her? She very rarely was injured on her own. Never broken a bone, never been in a fight, never even really had a bad accident. Surely she was the perfect soulmate for someone.

Once she had complained to her dad about it, and he had just smiled and said “Bear with it. No one knows what to expect, but once you meet them you'll appreciate having known they were a part of your life the whole time. Plus it'll give you a conversation starter.” He had said with a laugh. So Annabeth didn't really talk to her dad about it again, deeming him a little too unhelpful.

In the end, she tried to listen to her family and friend's advice. Just try and bear with it, and look forward to the day her patience is rewarded. Though she had to admit it got more difficult as her friends all met theirs. Piper met a boy named Jason when they were 15. Her neighbor Will met a boy named Nico not long after. Hazel met Frank early, back when they were both 13. Her friend Leo had even found his partner in a girl named Calypso. That had cemented just how powerful the soulmate connection was in her mind. Leo had always been a bit eccentric, yet he had found a wonderful girlfriend and they seemed particularly happy together.

Even Annabeth was willing to admit that she might be a little jealous. Piper said it was cause she's always studying in libraries that “Of course you haven't met him. He's having fun, you should try it sometime.”. Annabeth just brushed that off though. Surely her soul mate in life would also love libraries right? Sure he got injured often, but he must spend a decent amount of time reading her like, right? That was what she told herself at least.

The one thing Annabeth never expected to feel was worry when the pain stopped. At first she shrugged it off, relieved that she had gone a month without dealing with some kind of pain.

Around a month and a half she began to feel a little nervous. Was everything okay with him? She had no way of knowing, and just chalked it up to the change. She was never particularly fond of change anyway. She liked permanent things.

At three months, she was downright terrified. Had something happened? It wasn't like the pain had completely stopped cold. There was still the odd pain in her foot from a stubbed toe, or the ghost of a small knick from something sharp. But the usual echoes of pain were gone. Did something major happened? It couldn't have. She'd have known if anything physical had happened. Was he okay? Was he depressed? Honestly, she felt a little silly worrying about the mental health of someone she never met and literally has only caused pain for her. Then again, he was her soul mate so it was to be expected.

At about five months without any of the usual pain, Annabeth was seriously trying to figure out a plan to find him. The tiny echoes of pain she had felt let her know she hadn't met him yet, but now both her curiosity and her concern were burning together in her, making a powerful combination.

When she felt pain flare up in her knees, elbows, butt, and shoulder she almost let out a few tears of relief. It was weird, she never thought she'd be relieved to feel pain. He was back at it. Doing whatever it was he did.

“Dude, are you okay? That was nasty.” A voice called out from somewhere nearby.

Annabeth froze in place. Surely that was just a coincidence.

“I'm fine!” A voice replied.

The sound sent a ripple through her body, it felt like a switch inside her had been turned on. Like gears that had been misaligned slipped into place. Her mind kicked into overdrive and her heart was pounding. That voice. She knew she had never heard it before, but it felt so natural. Like it was a voice she had heard her whole life. It was the only voice she wanted to hear. Dropping her backpack, she turned and took off in a dead sprint towards the source of that voice.

It was him.

IT WAS HIM.

IT WAS HIM!

She knew it. From the bottom of her soul, she knew it.

Shoving past a tall blonde she vaguely recognized at Piper's soul mate, she froze. Her eyes locked with a boy on the ground, rubbing the back of his head nervously.

The boy was tall and lean, decked out in jeans and a flannel, a skateboard overturned near him. Some small part of Annabeth's mind registered the fact a skater made perfect sense, and she was a little annoyed she hadn't pieced it together before. His eyes mesmerized her, and she instantly knew she could stare at them for hours.

“Hello?” She managed to choke out, still in shock from everything in her life sliding into place.

The boy visibly reacted to her voice as his jaw dropped as if he was feeling the same thing she was. He was feeling the same thing she was.

“What's your name?” Was all he said, slowly standing up.

“Annabeth Chase.” She replied automatically as she took in his standing form. Memorizing all the little details, the way he rested his weight heavily on one foot, had only one hand in a pocket, his hat on just a little too crooked to be intentional.

“I'm Percy Jackson.” He answered her unspoken question, still studying her.

“Have you met... your soul mate?” He asked, a clear nervousness in his voice.

Nodding, Annabeth felt tears annoyingly creeping up into the corner of her eyes. She had always told herself she wouldn't be one of those girls who cried when meeting their partner. But it was just such a relief. “I think I just did.”

Hesitantly Percy took a step forward, prompting her to as well. A second later and they rushed forward, wrapping each other in a tight hug.

“I'm so glad I found you.” He murmured into Annabeth's ear, sending shivers down her spine.

“Took you long enough.” She muttered in reply, hugging him just a little bit closer.

She was also vaguely aware of Jason talking on hurried only the phone, giving her a thumbs up.

By the time Piper had rushed over, Annabeth and Percy were sitting on the edge of a planter chatting happily. She felt the awkward tension between them quickly slipping away, as they found a comfortable pace between the two of them. It was still bumpy as they pushed and pulled, figuring out each other.

Piper had immediately introduced herself to Percy as Annabeth's best friend and future bridesmaid.

Annabeth really had never expected her soulmate to fit into her life as quickly as Percy did. The constantly small dates for coffee or lunch. The messages they woke up to each morning from each other. The little bickering and banter they both found they had a habit of starting.

Percy was also nothing like she had expected. He had recently moved to the city with his mom. He hated studying, and much preferred hanging out with friends. When pestered about the sudden change in pain, and the constant pain she felt he had immediately flushed red in embarrassment and shame. Like she had guessed, he was an avid skateboarder. However after a bad spill, a friend had mentioned that his soul mate must be miserable from all the scrapes cuts and bruises he got.

Sheepishly Percy had admitted he never considered that. Sure he had always daydreamed about Annabeth, but he had never connected the fact that his skateboarding would be bad for her. So he had just stopped. But missing it, he had taken to wearing more protection and trying to play it safe. That day had actually been the first time he had been convinced to do more of the dangerous tricks again.

Annabeth couldn't help but roll her eyes fondly at how absent minded he had been. How could he have not had realized. She was planning on complaining a little more, but he had fired back that he hated paper cuts and he had been dealing with them for years as well, which had shut her up. She hadn't really considered how many she got from all her reading either. Plus, he had tried to give up his favorite hobby for her. Not something she would have wanted to him to do of course, but the sentiment still made her heard soar.

Percy's mom had also been the coolest mom ever, it had been official. She had been downright terrified of meeting her, her mom having been a bit intimidating. But Sally had welcomed her with open arms, literally. Annabeth had been swept into a hug immediately upon the door opening.

She had also found out that he was on the swim team, that he had quickly become the top swimmer on his new team. When she had rushed out and hugged him after he had won swim meet she had gone to, it had dawned on her. Never in her life would she have imagined going to a swim meet. Not to mention standing in front of others as she shared a celebratory kiss with her soul mate, the rest of the world fading from focus. Never did she imagine passing on studying to go out and learn how to skateboard. Never did she imagine that instead of snuggling up alone to enjoy a movie that she would find another's presence much more relaxing next to her on the couch.

Standing there, staring at Percy as the water dripped from his hair, his unrestrained smile directed solely at her, as if he was happier to see her than win the meet, Annabeth realized everything had changed.

For once though, she didn't mind this change. This was the start of something permanent.

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Thank you for reading! Please feel free to send me more percabeth fluff prompts anyone who is reading this! I still have a few in my inbox I will work through! I just write them as I’m inspired, no real order. The next thing I post will probably be chapter 4 of the Cafe!AU I’m working on. Till next time!

#pjo #percabeth #percy jackson #annabeth chase #HoO #Thank you for the prompt! #Please feel free to send me more folks!

[1940snico]

We were in screaming color - Solangelo - Soulmate AU

Nico’s entire life was black and white. He often thought it was perfect because it suited his bleak life. Of course, a lot of other people also only see in black and white, including his soulmate. Wherever they are.

Nico stumbled on Halfblood Hill. He had to disable the onagers somehow or the camp would be destroyed. Then, he saw three people dressed in all black. One of them had bright blonde hair that stood out like a sore thumb. And suddenly Nico’s world was in screaming color. He freaked out for a just a minute and decided to think about this more later. The whole camp was on the line!

A few days after, Nico was thinking about a conversation he just had with Will. 

“You don’t think I could stand to see a friendly face?”

“My face?”

“You’re so dense.”

Nico wondered if Will could see in color too. He wondered if Will could see in color before he could. He wondered if Will knew he was the reason he could see in color. 

Oh my gods Nico thought I just came out to Percy. 

He strolled over to where Will was waiting.

“Hey, deathboy,” Will joked.

“Don’t call me that, sunshine,” Nico grinned.

“Whatever you say, zombie breathe.”

“That’s even worse.”

“I think you owe me three days in the infirmary.”

“I suppose I do. Lead the way?”

They walked to the infirmary in comfortable silence. Nico still had some of the excitement from coming out. When they got to the infirmary, Will led him to one of the long-term stay beds. 

“I thought you might like the privacy.”

“Thanks.”

“If you need anything, holler, okay?”

“Okay,” Before he could stop himself, Nico continued, “Is it okay if I ask you something kind of personal?” Too late to turn back now. 

“Um... sure,”

“Have you met your soulmate yet?”

Will turned red, “Yes. Have you?”

“Yes.”

With that, Will left quickly, muttering something about a bone he has to set. Nico sat on the bed smiling. At least he knew there was a chance. 

The next two days, Will checked on Nico but always seemed to be distracted by something. One time, he even started wrapping bandages around Nico’s calf instead around the injury on his arm. This caused him to turn tomato-red. 

On the last night, Nico had a nightmare. He always had nightmares, but this was different. It was like all the pain he felt rolled into one. He saw his mother and Bianca in Tartarus. He kept trying to help them. To get them out of this hell. But he was trapped. Misery was whispering in his mind. “You’re perfect. So full of misery and pain.” All he could do was watch and listen. He tried to close his eyes and block out the noise with his hands, but it didn’t work. Even with his eyes closed, he could see his dead family. He screamed. He screamed at the top of his lungs. He screamed for this torture to be over. 

Suddenly, he woke up with a start. He quickly sat up right. He noticed something warm curled around him. Will.

“Easy, deathboy. Doctor’s orders.”

“Will? Why are you here? Why are you in my bed?”

“I’m sorry,” Will blushed, “You were screaming from a nightmare, and I was just trying to calm you down.”

“Why would YOU calm me down?” Nico said with an unnecessary amount of harshness. 

“I’m sorry,” he looked like a kicked puppy, “It’s just that... I’m pretty sure... we’re... um... soulmates?” He squeaked out the last part as if he expected a bomb to go off.

“Wait, so I’m your soulmate? I always assumed I would be one of those people that the Fates messed up on, and their soulmate is paired up with someone else.”

“Why would you think that?”

Nico just shrugged.

“Well, we’re soulmates, okay? You’re my soulmate, and I’m yours... I am yours, right?”

“Unless I started seeing the world in color because of Cecil or Lou Ellen last week.”

Will’s face lit up. “So, should I call you soulmate instead of deathboy?”

“Shut up, you dork.”

Nico is now 18, and waiting to pick up Will. They are going on their monthly date, which Chiron somehow approves. Today, they are going to dinner at a fancy restaurant for their four year anniversary, and Will is late. Nico gets impatient and goes out to find his boyfriend.

He runs into Cecil and asks him about Will. He says he’s in the infirmary. Great Nico thought he probably got caught up working and forgot about the date. But when he gets to the infirmary, all of the Apollo kids are hurrying around except Will. Where is he? Nico stopped Kayla to ask her.

“Kayla! Where’s my idiot of a boyfriend?”

“Over there, now please let me go get some ambrosia and nectar for him.” 

She pointed to a far cot, and Nico ran to it. He saw a bloody Will being healed by his siblings.

“Will! What the hell did you do?!”

“Hey, deathboy.” Will croaked.

“No can do, Nico. Will needs to rest.” Austin shooed him off.

Nico pulled up a chair and sat as close to the cot as he could without getting yelled at. The next morning, Nico woke up in said chair. He rushed over to Will to see him bandaged up and sound asleep. He slipped beneath the covers and put an arm around his boyfriend. 

“You’re stupid, did you know that?” Nico whispered, “But I love you, so please wake up. I have no clue how serious your injuries are, you’re the doctor, and who knows if you will wake up. But please wake up soon, for me?”

“Hey, sorry about making us miss the date.”

“Oh gods Will, you’re okay. Who cares about the date, what happened?”

“I snuck out of camp to find some flowers for you. I got attacked by a couple of cyclopes. Good thing Leo made us phones that don’t attract monsters, or I would have died.”

“You’re an idiot. And I wouldn’t have let you die, I would have gone to the underworld and dragged you out of there myself.”

“Awe, you care.”

Nico is now 24, and it’s his wedding day. He looks in the mirror and straightens his tie. He’s wearing a black one, and Will’s wearing a yellow one. He takes a deep breathe and walks down the aisle with Jason, who is ‘giving him away’. His eye’s nervously look around the room. Everything is going as planned.

Will is smiling.

No monsters. 

All the guests showed up, except for a few of Will’s southern relatives. 

It couldn’t have gone better. The two exchanged vows and rings. Nico wore a Imperial gold band while Will wore a Stygian iron one. They shared their first dance to When The Day Met The Night by Panic! At The Disco. At the end of the night, everyone lit lanterns and sent them off into the night. Sure, Will fell on the cake, and a few arms came up from the ground during the ceremony because Nico was so nervous, but he thought it couldn’t have gone better. 

Nico is now 34, and he’s taking his little girl home for the first time. Him and Will adopted a 7-year-old named Delilah. She was bouncing in the back seat asking them all sorts of questions.

“Do you like dogs?”

“What’s you’re favorite color?”

“Where do you live?”

“Yes, yellow and right here,” Will replied as they pulled into the drive way. Delilah hopped out of the car and ran in. 

“She’s excited,” Nico whispered to his husband.

 “Let’s go show her her new room.”

“Lead the way,” Nico said as he took Will’s hand. 

Nico is now 39, and is panicking because his daughter locked herself in the bathroom and refuses to come out. 

“Lilah, sweet-heart, let me in, please.”

“I want Dad.”

“He’ll be home soon, dear.” 

As soon as Nico heard the front door open, he ran to it. 

“Will, its Lilah. She locked herself in the bathroom and is asking for you.”

“I got this, honey.” Will kissed Nico’s forehead and smiled. 

Nico patiently waited for his daughter and husband to come out of the bathroom. He had heard some crying, and he was scared. Then, the two emerged. Nico was about to say something when Will gave him a not right now look. 

That night, when the two were in their bed, Nico decided to ask.

“So... what happened with Lilah?”

“She’s a woman now.”

“And that means?”

“Aunty Flo is visiting.”

“Huh?”

“Hades’ waterfall is here.”

“Will, you’re not making any sense.”

“Wow, you dense, deathboy. She’s on her period.”

“Oh... what do we do?”

“We give her the three ‘s’s, space, supplies and sweets.”

“That doesn’t seem to hard.”

“I gave her your last chocolate cluster from that candy store in New Rome.”

“YOU WHAT?!”

Nico is now  and picking up Delilah from her first date. 

“How was it, Lilah?”

“It was okay.” 

“Did something happen? Did he hurt you?”

“No, dad... it’s just.... I don’t think you would understand.”

“Try me.”

“I don’t really... like him. All my friend’s say we would be perfect together, but I don’t like him. I’ve never actually liked a boy before.”

“Oh? I think I understand.”

“You do? But I thought you only liked boys.”

“True. Can I ask you something, Lilah? Do you like girls?”

“...yes.”

“Then I understand you perfectly. We, my dear, are both raging homosexuals.”

“Papa!”

“What? It’s true!”

“You’re a dork.”

Nico laughed, “Let get home, I think Dad has dinner ready for us.”

“What is it?”

“Meatloaf.”

“Bleh.”

Nico is now 45, and at the grocery store. It was just an average day. He picked up the ingredients for some recipe Will found online. He gets some cookies and ice cream for dessert. 

He is picking out some flowers for Will when it happens. Nico’s world is suddenly black and white again. He almost faints. He screams and sobs, but he doesn’t care who hears or sees.

“Will! My Will! He’s to young! Too young to die!” He keeps screaming like this till his voice hurts and he falls into a ball on the ground. Store workers and customers try to approach him, but skeletons and zombies appear to keep them away. Will is... dead.

#will solace #nico di angelo #solangelo #solangelo au #soulmate au #pjo #hoo #toa #fanfic