Solangelo Oneshots

Skirts

Will pulled on his jacket, ready for his date with his fiancé. His stomach did a flip. He'd never get tired of calling Nico that and this was their first date since the engagement.

Unable to wipe the grin off his face, he nearly skipped to Nico's room and quietly poked his head around the door, hoping to give Nico a shock.

His heart skipped a beat.

There stood Nico with his short, wolf cut styled deliberately to perfectly frame his face and his nails painted jet black. He wore the eyeliner he'd been growing so fond of and stubbornly insisted on applying with his sword for the 'aesthetic', despite Will telling him how impractical and dangerous it was. Pretty much the only coloured clothing in his wardrobe other than the hoodies of Will's that he'd accumulated over the years was the pale blue shirt he wore and he had on...

Will's breath caught in his throat. Nico had been dressing more and more feminine for a while and Will loved it but he'd never seen Nico cross-dressing before. He wore a skirt that was a flowy cut and black with skulls and bones around the bottom. Nico had shaved his legs and was wearing his Doc Martens. He was studying himself sceptically in the mirror with a crease in his brow. When he made to take the skirt off, Will decided he couldn't stand for that.

He wrapped his arms around Nico's waist from behind, earning a jump of surprise.

"Oh! I, um, I didn't see you there," Nico stuttered. "I was just going to get ready for our date."

"Aren't you?" Will asked, nuzzling Nico's neck. Nico blinked in surprise.

"But I'm wearing this?"

"And you look stunning, my love."

Will lifted his head to rest his chin on Nico's shoulder. Nico bit his lip and fiddled with the material of his skirt.

"You aren't worried what other people will think?"

Will frowned. "Actually, maybe you shouldn't wear that. You look so handsome that other people might think they should try steal you away from me."

Nico chuckled and slapped Will's arm playfully. He tilted his head to brush their noses together and peck Will's lips.

"Thank you."

"Anytime, angel. I love you."

"I love you too. Should we be off then?"

Will's heart swelled at the mixture of excitement with a twinge of fear on Nico's face. He couldn't help but kiss Nico and drag him with a grin out of their apartment.

It was a short drive to the restaurant but Will was glad they drove. He wouldn't want to push Nico to wear this around people he knew well so soon. Will opened the passenger door with a raised eyebrow and an exaggerated bow, extending a hand for a nervous Nico. A flicker of a smile crossed Nico's face and he took it gratefully.

Nico hid a little behind Will as they entered the restaurant but not many eyes turned to them. They took their seats and were met with an exuberant, pink-haired waitress who looked to be in her early twenties. As they ordered and ate, she kept looking like she was biting back something and, as they payed the bill, it burst out.

"I love your outfit!" she squealed. Will, who had been ready to yell at her, relaxed and smirked at the blushing and stuttering mess that was his fiancé.

"He looks very handsome, doesn't he?" Will agreed. "Bit anxious about wearing it out but how could you rob the world of this?"

Nico playfully glared at him. "Will."

"My brother likes skirts and dresses. He gets a lot of crap for it because he's trans but I think some boys pull off makeup and the like way better than some girls," the waitress said. "You look amazing, sir, and I am so jealous of your eyeliner. How did you get it like that?"

"A sword," Nico stated calmly before Will could stop him. The waitress laughed like he'd made a funny joke. Will quickly mare excuses and tugged Nico out of the restaurant. He round on him, hands on hips.

"A sword?"

"It's true."

"That doesn't mean you should say it!"

They bickered good-naturedly all the way home and, that weekend, they went shopping.

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A/N

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