Nico thinks about how much he hates Taylor Swift whilst impaling a dummy.

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(Oop, Sorry Taylor-)

Nico was Angry.

Angry at Will-stupid-Solace and his beautiful freaking face.

It was Nico's favourite face, which, in this instance, was exactly the problem.

It made it really hard to be.. Nico.

Anti-social, Stubborn and cold.

But nooooo. Will could give him a smile, or even just a look, and he would melt.

Nico would smile and just want to keep SMILING for hardly any reason at all. Usually, smiling would be okay. He had to admit he could be more smiley. But it felt different when it was Will making him smile.

Right now, Nico was in the sword arena, hacking a dummy to bits with his stygian iron sword and definitely not trying to avoid thinking about the freckles that scrunched up a long Will's nose when he smiled.

Or that time last morning when Nico went to give him something and their hands brushed (okay, I was feeling the cliche) leading Nico to wonder if Will's face was as warm to the touch as his hands, either. (And there was definitely not. One. Thought. About his lips.)

He was gorgeous.

It felt like that Taylor Swift song Will liked. (Which just went to show he'd been spending too much time with him. He didn't even like Taylor Swift, and yet he knew at least five of her songs off by heart.)

The lyrics came to him now.

I can't say anything to your face.
'Cause look at your face.

Nico sighed as he ripped the last hem open in the dummy's stitching with a forward thrust, impaling its squishy throat.

You're gorgeous.










He really preferred Italian.

A/N:

I was like, 'Hey, that sounds like a Solangelo-y song. LET'S MAKE A ONESHOT.' And, um, you may have noticed, I have not stopped updating. Screw the Fan-art chapter, let's see how long I can keep this up before I lose motivation. 🙃

Also, Happy Easter peoples!

-AbrielleRose

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