Solangelo Oneshots

Drunk Nico

TW: Alcohol

Will had barely taken a step through the doorway when his boyfriend came hurtling towards him. He caught Nico in his arms just in time, managing to kick the door shut behind him.

"Hi," Nico mumbled, voice muffled by the way his head was buried in Will’s neck.

"Hey." Will instinctively started checking for injuries. "You okay?"

"I'm great!" Nico pulled back, a lopsided grin on his face. "Doing fine, sunshine."

He tried to poke Will on the nose and missed. Will raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"Reaaaaally." Nico nodded solemnly. Will kicked off his shoes and guided Nico to the kitchen.

"You sure? Because if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were drunk."

Nico gasped dramatically. "'M not drunk! I'm coping."

"That's not concerning at all," Will muttered sarcastically. He sat Nico down and went to get a glass of water. "What are you coping with?"

Nico waved his hands in the air, accidentally batting his face a couple of times.

"Life."

"Life?" Will set the glass down in front of his boyfriend. "That's deep. Drink this."

"No!" Nico pouted. "I have a doctor's note."

"I'm your doctor and I say drink it," Will replied.

"Damn," Nico said but he drank it.

"Feel any better?" Will asked. Nico shrugged.

"A little."

"Want to tell me what you're coping with a little more specifically?"

Nico winced, shrinking in on himself. "Mama's birthday."

Will's eyes widened. He pulled Nico into a tight hug, peppering kisses wherever he could reach. Nico held back with a death grip.

"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry I didn't realise."

"S'okay," Nico murmured. "'M happy you're here. Thought you might be gone."

Will was quick to reassure him. "No, angel, never. I was at work."

"But you're back now." Nico planted a sloppy kiss on Will’s jaw.

"I'm back. I'm not going anywhere. Can I take you to bed?"

Nico leaned back in Will’s arms with a smirk. "Are you pro...propos...poporose... wanting sex with me?"

"No! I meant to go to sleep. You don't even like sex!"

"True." Nico frowned. "Do you?"

"Not really."

"Good!" Nico's face lit up. "Then I will go to bed with you."

Will sighed fondly, a smile creeping onto his face. "Thank you."

"On one condition!" Nico waved a hand in front of Will’s face. Will's brow creased.

"What?"

"Carry me."

Will tutted, picking Nico up in a fireman's carry and setting him down again when they reached their bedroom.

"Cuddles?" Nico asked. Will shifted closer to let Nico rest against his chest.

"Always." He held Nico tighter. "We can talk in the morning."

Nico nodded and yawned. He was out a few minutes later. Will kissed his head. There was a lot to talk about in the morning but they had all the mornings in the world.