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occasionally i write and play chess

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fanfic writers my beloved, you have made miracles with those Solangelo's sexual-tension-be-like-oh-you-are-so-gorgy-i-be-lovey-sniff-sniff scenes, where they just gaze into the other's eyes and wonder expectations. making all of us readers scream in pain and loneliness.

but headcanon they are just very straight forward and shy and being the awkward teenger they are, trying to get it.

Nico: Hello William.

Will: hi

Nico: I have this block of sugary thing that my dearest sister has handsomely honored upon.

Will: oh Hazel made a cake? thats very nice of her

Nico: Indeed.

long pause

Nico: Apologies, my good friend. For spoons have not assisted with me here. And forks are forever begone. I can not accompany you and have this nourishment together.

Will: oh ok, well, let me go get some spoons then—

Nico: Blasphemy.

Will: ok

more long ass pause

Will: well im just gonna eat it later, u really dont wanna? Hazel made them for you too

Nico: Fear not, William. It is I who requested her such edible treasure, but I too, wanted nothing more but rejoice them proudly to you.

Will: aw...even tho they are chocolate?

Nico: That is, a misfortune.

Will: hm i thought you like chocola—

Nico: Hold one's tongue! Such sinful judges. I do not, William Andrew Solace, you have failed me once again.

Will: oh darn sorry

another long sweaty pause

Will: you wanna kiss?

Nico: oh my goodly gods, finally, you are so annoying i hate you so much why are you like this why—is this one of your many stupid hobbies for gods sake—


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SPOILER: update: THEY KISSED FUVK—THE SEXUAL TENSION—BOYFRIENDS—

GUYS AHSJSKAJ—SONG OF ACHILLES JUST ARRIVED AT MY HOUSE OH SH OH HALLEY DUCHES OMGOMGOMG—I AM SO GOING TO DIE I DO NOT READY FOR ANGSTY DEAD BF OH SH OH F F F F OH PENNSYLVANIA'S CHICK CHUCK DICKINSON' MF LIL CHIPOTLE—

Solangelo headcanon (where Will's and Will in general drive Nico insane)

He takes everything involving Will and Will himself seriously, i like to think Nico take Will Solace literally, he is not dense, he's aware, very much aware of things.

Nico doesn't take lightly the "i like you" in a platonic way, and Will just genuinely drops them everywhere possible.

gods hes doing that lovey-dovey smiley of his again "Nico?", "...hm?", "i like you" i know i am very sure of it at this point, "Will, you...you can't just say it so easily, it's not something to—tell someone you hardly understand that much, other than a friend, that you like them or whatever. it's strange, confusing even. i suggest you shouldn't blatantly throw those words around, without actually mean it", "no i do" of course you do "Will—", "i do mean it, everything about it, i do", "but Will it's...i don't understand, like, why?" why me, for how long, how much, how...can you hold this much affection, and why is it for me? "Nico i will never stop saying it" its too good to be true, "i will never stop liking you, i like you so much Nico, i really do—i like you, i like you a lot, if i don't always say it, you wouldn't know, you would forget and i don't want that, i want you to know how much affection a person like me can give to a person like you, even if it just, words, i meant everything i've said" literally, how.

unfair. incredibly, unfair. William Andrew Solace is unfair. hes not real. i cant do this i cant i cant—

Nico doesn't take lightly the "pet names", so whenever Will adds in those love, sweetheart, darlin', angel, beloved, beautiful,...he will think about it, nonstop, it will be the only thing he has on his head that day.

"hey, sunshine", "what—", "how's it hanging gorgeous?" not great please stop, "uhh", "pff—you look adorable angel, what's wrong, need some help with those hands of yours? i could hold them", "gods why are you so—so the thing—so obnoxious this early of the day, hades's sake its 8 a.m Will", "nothing is too early when it comes to you", "i—what?", "beloved, i can't get enough of you, every time of date" strangely, me neither.

Nico doesn't take lightly Will's physical things, how he occasionally feathery, sneaky, mischievous touches Nico without the eye of people. He doesn't like it, he doesn't know how to act towards it, he also hates how he fell for it, always, every time. He hates how it's so special, like, only to him, to Nico. He hates how private it is, how Will's troubled if Nico wouldn't like it or uncomfortable with it. no, in reality, he hates how he loves them dearly.

"what?", "what...?" stop messing with my fingers when you can just intertwine with it, "what? do you need something?", "oh no, sorry i um, accidentally—did that. i didn't—i'm so sorry. i'm kinda fidgeting, sorry again if i, if i, well..." i know you want it "i don't mind" i know you worried about me, "pardon?" i know this is not something you would do without my consent, "it's ok, what you want, it's ok" i dont know why i do not like it when you're so careful and gentle with me, "i don't mind at all, you don't have to worry" you dont have to ask for my permission, "...alright" since when did i ever reject you.

since when did your touches become such a mindful thing to me.

his hand is gentle and comforting, it's embracing mine nicely.

And he ABSOLUTELY doesn't take lightly Will, as in, a person, in existence, like how can he be allowed—how can there be a Will at all? Nico just doesn't understand. He doesn't take Will lightly, literally, literally everything about him—his sunny smile, too sky blue vision, brightest of bright blond hair, his gentle and warm and calm and chill nature, his counsellor's leadership to his siblings but lingering family love and they never take him seriously for the leader he is, just Will, as everybody's big brother, his voice—gods his voice—and him, as a whole, meat and blood and something something—person—ok Nico doesn't know he's just—he's just going to lose it this is too much. He doesn't want to knoww, he hates it,he hates it so much, he hates how he "more than like" the boy, he hates Will, no he actually not of course not, how could he, but he still is and he—he hates how he takes Will so seriously, he can't think of the boy as, friends, only more, more than that.

he always smiles, when did this happen. thats smille, when did it become a thing to me, "why are you so happy all the time?" why are you so nice, so lovely, "i get to spend time with you, why not", ive heard this sentences for more than 10 times, but it keeps getting me burned, "you always say that", "but it's true" i wish it wasn't, you are difficult i dont like difficult people, "i'm not even that fun to be around and it's not like, you're free all the time, you should have forgotten about me, it's easier that way", "and you always say that, Nico, no of course not, i like spending time with you, you're amazing and i would skip everything if it means hanging out with my favorite person, why can't that get into your thick skull" i dont like you, you are hard to read, i dont like being unable to understand you, "everyone's your favorite person", "yeah well, you're the best to me", "your ranks mean nothing" im sorry, i dont want to hurt you, i want to say that i like you too and hanging out with you is something i look forward to all the time, i like you Will "...Nico", "what?", "is something bothering you?" you, why you, why did it feel right, why did i have these feelings for you, "nothing, just—" you you you you Will Solace you, "i...don't like you", "oh..." wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong, "no no—not like that, it's weird—you're weird. i don't know how to do things, with you, it's frustrating, you're...frustrating", "oh...oh ok" i like you i like you i like you i like you, "so you don't hate me?" i like you i like you i like you, "...no, unfortunately no", "that's nice to hear", "...i guess", "it also means that you like me" yes i do, "no i do not", "i like you too Nico" its getting harder to breathe, "i like you a lot, really, you're wonderful, truly the best, to me. i like you so much. i like you. Nico, you, only you. i like you" how can a 'me too' so hard to get out now

his heart gave up on him.

somehow, Will is impossible, and somehow Nico's starting to understand Will's i like you.

When Nico ends it all, all of these—confusing things and Will, processing, surprise, stunned, exhilarated, his smile slowly drops and his tear slowly sheds, not because he's heartbroken, no, far from that, he just, overly happy. Nico knows what this is about now, he knew but also, he didn't know, back then, gods, it was so raw and he just kept denying it. It was so clear, blatantly clear, exposed, naked, to him. And now he will not ignore it.

Oh, that's love, alright.

"you're unreal" but at the same time you're not, "um ok? what's the matter Nico—", "i like you", "...oh—", "i like you, no, actually no not that, i love you" it sounds like a dream isnt it, "wait wait wait—slow down—", "i love you so much, Will, i genuinely, do. so much that it's getting out of hands, so much that it gets on my nerve every time I thought of you, and i am so, so pissed that 'til now, i somehow managed to get it out", it sounds like a fantasy to me too, "i love you, nothing like Percy's, no, frick that guy, you're not Percy, you're Will, and i would die for you, truly, i love you. i'm sorry, i'm sorry that i took so long to realize that, i'm sorry you have to put up with my arrogance, i'm sorry that i keep refusing my feelings, to back down my pride and admitting my undying love for you, i'm sorry. i love you, Will, only you, i love you and i will never stop saying it, i will never stop loving you"

and Nico opens his eyes, astonishingly watching, as Will turns from shock, sad, blushing mess to unbelievable to overwhelmed to choking on his own emotions to so so glad, he cries.

"gods fuck shit—Nico i—o-oh shit—damn it sorry—give me a moment please i—"

stumbling, trembling, stammering, stuttering, crumbling,...thats a new Will Nico didn't think he gets to see his full whole life.

"i love you"

despite every Will's i like you, just one Nico's i love you and he is far-gone.

Nico is also, a very difficult person.


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