『〔Solangelo One Shots〕』

Cleaning

Art credits: @/livibis on tumbler
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"Nico. Di. ANGELOOOOOOO~~~~" Will burst into the cabin. He began coughing at the amount of dust floating around.

"Hm?" Nico kept reading his magazine on the bed.

"Oh come on... I thought I scared you," Will jumped on the small twin sized bed. More dust.

"I could hear your loud foot steps from outside, of course you didn't scare me," Nico laughed.

"Rude," Will got up. "Jeez, Nico, you need to clean up here." He kicked a black pair of boxers that was laying on the floor.

"Will Solace, you may be the head of the Apollo Cabin, but you cannot mess with mine. And don't kick them, I have a system!"

"A messy one," Will began to clean.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, noooo, don't, stop!" Nico got up and grabbed the stuff in Will's arms.

"Nico, when was the last time you actually cleaned up?" Will stopped.

"Uhhh... like 2 months ago...?"

"Are you kidding??? When was the last time you washed the sheet covers?"

"Uhhh a little more than 2 months?"

"That's disgusting. Oh my god. No, we're cleaning today."

"But-"

"No buts, this is disgusting. Go ask Chiron for the shed key, there should be brooms and trash bags there. Or ask the Hermes kids... they always have everything for some reason," Will scrunched his face in confusion.

"Will! Stop noooo, don't it's fine, there's nothing wrong with my room," Nico flopped on the bed. A pile of dust lifted into the air. "...okay, maybe it's a little dusty, but I haven't noticed anything."

"Last week, you came into the infirmary for a stuffy nose, claiming you were sick."

"...I was though..."

"Yeah because you were exposed to all this filth."

"Are you just saying this because your a doctor?" Nico pouted.

"No, I'm saying this because I'm your boyfriend. And I care about your health," Will hugged him. Nico was reluctant, be returned the hug. "Aw... look at us. Hugging. In a filthy room."

"You ruined the mood, Solace," Nico let go.

"Hey, you know, I think this room is cleaner than Connor Stoll's bed... so props for that," Will sweated.

"Will, are you serious? Connor purposefully makes his bed like that to piss people off," Nico frowned.

"Yeah, yeah, sorry," Will smiled, "wait are you serious? Huh. I should talk to him about that..."

"Go ahead. Then I won't have to clean my perfectly organized room."

"Listen, Death Boy, I know, that you know, that I know, that we BOTH know, it's gonna get worse," Will shrugged.

"...what the fuck, Will?" Nico stared at him.

"You'll understand when your my age..." Will smiled.

"I'm technically 89, 16-year-old. Get to my age. And your only one year older... physically,"  Nico scoffed.

"Okay, okay... I'll take that hit... Mr. Dark Lord," Will snickered.

"OH MY GOD, THIS IS WHY I CALL YOU A SIGNIFICANT ANNOYANCE!" Nico smacked his forehead. Will knows he hates that nickname.

"C'mon, Debbie Downer, I know you love me... after all... I'm your 'glow-in-the-dark' boyfriend, no?" Will smiled. Nico stared at him in disgusted as light radiated from Will.

"I should've never called you that," Nico sighed.

"Hang on I'll be right back," Will ran out the door.

"Take your time... literally," Nico called and laid on his bed.

『10 minutes later』

"TIME TO CLEAN~~" Will handed him a broom and trash bag.

"Nooooooooo," Nico whined.

"If you clean... I'll sing," Will sneered.

He knew how much Nico liked his singing. Not only did they sound soothing, but they felt soothing, for they healed. Nico was already sick from shadow traveling all the time.

"...fine," Nico grabbed the broom.

"Yay!" Will laughed.
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I'm using the actual nicknames that they called each other in the books this time. I don't have anything else to say. Happy reading guys!
-Tin~

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