Solangelo Oneshots

The Constable's Love Is Conditional

The best feeling in the world was waking up next to Nico Di Angelo. Will had been living for five years experiencing this every morning. Beside Will, curled up with his tangled hair spread around his head like a dark halo, lay the Son of Hades. His dark lashes cast shadows over his angled face with the lightest of freckles barely noticeable against his olive skin. His lips were slightly parted and a pale pink that looked so kissable. He was thoroughly snuggled under the blankets, warm and cozy and safe.

Will carefully got out of bed and went to go make breakfast. He made toast with fruit and yogurt and brought it back into the bedroom to set on their bedside table. Then he leaned down and started peppering Nico’s face with kisses.

"Wake up, my love," he whispered with a kiss to Nico’s adorably scrunched up nose. "We're going to Hazel's this afternoon."

Nico groaned and rolled over, holding a pillow over his head. Will smiled wryly and waited for a few seconds before he pounced and started tickling his husband. Nico yelped in indignation and turned bright red and breathless from laughing so much.

"Will!" he protested. "Will! Stop!"

"You gettin' out of bed?"

"Fine!"

Will’s hands ceased tickling and wrapped around Nico’s waist instead as he sat up, moving to sit between Will’s legs. Will rested his chin on Nico’s shoulder and chastely kissed his neck.

"I made you breakfast in bed."

"That's very sweet but I don't forgive you for waking me up."

"I'm sorry, darlin', but it's eleven and we said we'd be there at two!"

Nico leaned back into Will’s warm, welcoming embrace.

"That's ages away."

"Not for two people with no perception of time."

"Fair point. How's my wonderful husband today?"

Will grinned. He didn't think he would ever get sick of hearing that. Nico asked every morning. What started off as "my wonderful doctor" turned into "my wonderful best friend" which in turn led to "my wonderful boyfriend" and not too long after but plenty long enough it was "my wonderful fiancé". Two years ago it changed into "my wonderful husband". Will’s grin grew wider with every progression. It was his favourite part of the morning.

"Better for seeing you," he responded like he always did. He saw Nico smiling and gentle took Nico’s jaw to turn his head and kiss the smile on his lips. It was even brighter when they parted.

"I love you," Nico said.

"I love you too."

"I love you even more for the breakfast in bed."

"Oh, is your love conditional?"

"Would the constable love us if we didn't feed her?"

"Good point."

Their cat, Connie, was lying at the foot of the bed fast asleep. In actual fact Connie was short for Constellation but Nico and Will always called her Constable. She was ginger and black with green eyes and a lazy attitude. The Constable's love was very much conditional but she was their baby so they didn't mind.

When Nico finished eating, he turned on his side to curl into Will with a satisfied sigh. Will’s arms wrapped loosely around him. He kissed Nico’s head and gave him a squeeze.

"We gotta get up, Nico."

"No," Nico whined. "I'm so comfy. Please, Doc."

"It's your sister."

Nico frowned and leaned up to kiss Will shortly before dragging himself out of bed.

"Fine. I'll go shower."

He turned back with a mischievous smile.

"Wanna join me?"