Solangelo One-Shot Collection

Misunderstanding

(Jason and Percy decide to bug Nico but overhear something they don't wanna interrupt. Bite-sized one shot. I had a bad night for my mental health so to make myself feel better, I'm uploading a chapter. I'm lacking motivation to write rn so I'm uploading instead of writing. Have a good day/night. I'm going to bed and listening to TOA.)

~Jason POV~

"Big three kid meeting!" Percy said.

"Something's missing..." Thalia noted.

I waited for them to realize.

"Probably nothing." Percy said.

Seriously?

"Nico." I said.

"Oh!" Thalia replied. "Right! The prince of darkness isn't here."

"Ghost King." I corrected.

"Whatever." She said. "Since when do you care so much for the kid?"

"He's been protective over him since he was the first person Di Angelo came out to." Percy replied.

"Came out?" My sister asked.

"He's gay." I answered. "And finally happy with that. He and his boyfriend are the best and most lovey dovey couple."

"You and I have a very different definition of lovey dovey." The son of The sea god stated. "They sass each other constantly and Rachel once thought Nico was being bullied."

"That's their version of lovey dovey." I said.

"I need to meet this boyfriend. He sounds fun." Thalia replied.

{A Bit Later}

"Think he's asleep?" Percy asked.

"He's always sleeping." I replied.

"Two shay." He replied.

We went up to the Hades cabin.

"Ow! Will!" Nico shouted inside. "Too rough!"

We froze.

"Oh, mister tough guy can't handle a bit of roughness?" Will teased.

"You're bigger than me, you'll hurt me if you're too rough." Nico replied.

"That's never stopped you before." Will said.

No reply.

"I think we should leave." I whispered.

"Ow!" Nico whined. "You're pulling my hair! Ow!"

"You want to just stop if it hurts that much?" Will asked "I haven't even gotten it in yet."

"Yeah. Let's leave." Percy whispered. "We'll just have the meeting without him."

I nodded.

~Nico POV~

Will put the hair bleach back in the box.

"You're so whiny sometimes." He told me.

"You were hurting me." I pouted.

"I was trying to hold you still, you were struggling." He replied.

"I don't wanna dye my hair." I retorted. "I like my natural black. If you wanted to dye someone's hair so bad, why not your own?"

"Hair dye ruins the color and makes your natural hair darker when it grows out again." He said. "I have blond hair, you have black hair. Yours will stay basically the same."

"Well, I'm not letting you dye my hair." I huffed.

"I kind of got that from you throwing a tantrum about it." He replied.

"I do not throw tantrums." I hissed.

"I beg to differ." He said, tossing the gloves into the bleach box.

He kissed me.

"I still like you though." He added. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure but I'm picking." I said. "We've only watched Star Wars the last three weeks because I let you pick."