Solangelo Oneshots

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By solangeloisallthatmatters

Nico di Angelo loved his boyfriend. No, wait, fiancé. The word left a sweet taste in his mouth and he'd repeat it to himself several times.

Apart from that, Will knew exactly how he felt. Sometimes Nico wondered if he was telepathic, as he knew what Nico would be feeling like each day when he came home from his job as a teacher. He would arrange everything, cook for them both, and hug or kiss Nico -whatever he knew Nico felt like- even though he got off work only an hour earlier than his fiancé. It could be a romantic picnic in the garden to make him feel better, a stroll in the park, a cuddling session, sex, or even just a few kisses, but Nico always felt better.

He would thank him, but now that he thought back, he never really appreciated Will properly. So, he decided to do that today. It was nearly six in the evening and the sun was already setting; he'd had a long meeting. Climbing onto his motorbike -and putting on a helmet cause he knew Will would flay him alive if he didn't- he zoomed off home.

He didn't really feel like eating. He had to grade hundreds of assignments and he was exhausted. School was really tiring, especially as a teacher. The Italian really didn't want to be rude and tell his boyfriend that he didn't want to eat the food that he'd prepared with so much love.

When he entered the house, he wasn't assaulted by the usual smell of something cooking. Instead, he was glomped into a hug by his very own William Solace. Apparently, it was hug day.

'Hey babe.' The blonde whispered into his hair, 'Stressful day?'

'Hi, yeah you could say,' Nico mumbled into his collarbone, 'you?'

'It was fine.' Will released him as they stepped into the house. Their house. Home.

'I-I'm sorry Will, I don't feel like dinner-' Nico began nervously.

Will pressed a kiss to his cheek and chuckled, 'I already knew that babe, I just ate yesterday's leftovers.' Once again, Nico wondered what that man was, 'Come on, I have just the thing for you.'

Will dragged him to their bedroom, took out two pairs of sweatpants and two shirts to sleep in and handed them to his fiancé, 'Take off you clothes.' He instructed.

'Will.' Nico said blearily, 'I'm exhausted and I'm not having sex with you.'

'I'm not asking you to, drama king, come on now.' He helped him out of his clothes and led an extremely confused Nico to the bathroom. Their huge bathtub with had a small tiled area around it sat at a side, and the lights were all off. Candles were dotted around the area beside the bathtub and rose petals were sprinkled in the water and the sides. Bubbles sat on top of the frothy water.

'Will...' Nico whispered softly.

'Do you not like it?' Will asked, looking crestfallen, and it broke Nico's heart to see him like that.

'No! I love it...but...thank you babe, you do so much for me...why?'

'I love you, Nico, and you most certainly deserve it, I know your exhausted, Anyways, I enjoy spoiling you.' He leaned down and captured his boyfriend for a kiss, before leading him towards the bathtub. He dragged the candles together in a small cluster, and they were the only light in the room. The pair sank into the water and Nico pressed his nose into Will's shoulder.

Will wrapped his arms around Nico, pulling him closer, and kissed him softly. Said boy inhaled softly and whispered another thank you. They both watched the flames flickering high and low, and Nico couldn't believe his luck. How did he get someone so amazing?

'You deserve it darling.' Will smiled, and once again Nico wondered if he was telepathic. Or maybe he was even more amazing than Nico thought he was.

They sat like that for a while, drinking each other's presence, before Nico decided to crawl into Will's lap and put his head against his chest. Will snickered -not unkindly- and began carding his hand through Nico's hair.

'I just want to stay like this forever.' Nico sighed nearly half an hour later.

'Well, I'm shriveling up like a raisin. Come on, babe, let's go.' Will coaxed him out and wrapped him on a towel, before helping him into his warm clothes, 'Sleep early?'

Nico shook his head, 'You deserve something too.' and dragged his fiancé outside. He told him to sit on the black motorbike -he loved rides with Will because he wraps his arms around Nico's waist.

They readied themselves before Will said, 'Helmet?!'

'Just this once?' Nico pouted, 'I want to enjoy myself.' He knew Will couldn't resist his pouty expression, and was proven right; the blue-eyed blonde sighed in defeat and adjusted himself. They sped off into the dark night, through the dark streets, where they were the only ones. Will pressed his cold nose into Nico's collarbone, who flinched, 'Hey! Cold nose!' What happened was that Will sank his nose deeper into the juncture between Nico's shoulder and neck. Not that the black-haired boy really minded.

There wasn't a soul in sight, and no lights other than the motorbike's. The stars could be seen clearly, and Nico asked Will -his eyes fixed on the road in front- 'It's beautiful isn't it?'

When he got no response, he looked down to see Will sleeping on his shoulder. Shaking his head -and grinning like an idiot, but that's not the point- Nico focused his eyes onto the road again.

All he wanted to do was to be with Will forever.