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🏳️‍🌈Will's Special Gift🏳️‍🌈

(It's Will's birthday and Nico doesn't know what to get him. ⚠️Smut Implied⚠️)

~Will POV~

Nico looked a bit panicked when Kayla told him my birthday is tomorrow. He immediately ran off. It's not that big of a deal to me. I'm just going to go back to my mom's for cake. Nothing big.

~Nico POV~

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"What do I get him? Something cheesy and romantic? Maybe. He likes that kind of stuff. No. It's his birthday. It's his first birthday dating me." I said. "I have to get him something special. But what?"

I paced my cabin. The floor rattled as the skeletons buried underneath tried to climb up. I took breath.

"Focus, Nico. What does Will like?" I said. "Cheesy, romantic things but is that special enough? It depends I guess. Star Wars? He probably owns any and everything he'd want from merchandise. Being a medic? I'm definitely not getting him something for work. He'd hate me for it. The sun and anything sun themed? Too broad? He drinks a lot of coffee in the morning. That's not a good birthday gift."

I decided to pick my clothes for tomorrow while I thought about what to get Will. I picked up a shirt. Will would love to see me wear this again. He loved it the first time and that was months ago. He hasn't seen it since.

I snapped my fingers.

"I know what his gift should be!" I said.

{The Next Morning}

I looked myself over in the mirror. Will is going to love this.

"Should I wear my aviator?" I wondered aloud.

I tried it on.

"Mmm...no. it covers the shirt." I said.

I hung up my aviator and slipped a thing of ribbon in my pocket. I yawned then left my cabin.

~Will POV~

I poured a cup of coffee then put in some sugar and creamer. Black coffee is too bitter for me. I mixed the sugar and creamer in before taking a sip. Someone hugged my waist from behind.

"Good morning, Tesoro." Nico said, poking his head into view.

"You're awake? At 8am?" I said.

"It's your birthday." Nico said.

"You didn't have to wake up early." I said.

"Yes, I did." He said. "It's your birthday. It's a special day."

"It's not that special I'm only going to my mom's later. No other plans." I said.

He frowned.

"We're going out." He said.

I chuckled and kissed his forehead. He let go of me and I turned around, freezing in place once I saw his outfit. He wore yellow tennis shoes, low falling tight black ripped jean short-shorts, fishnet stockings, and a yellow cropped tank top with a sun cutout on the chest. I blushed and looked away.

"Nico...what are you wearing?" I asked.

"Clothes." He said. "I thought you'd like this outfit. Was I wrong? I'll change if you want."

"No, I like it. I love it even but are you sure you're comfortable wearing that?" I asked. "You don't like showing a lot of skin."

"I hyped myself up so I could." He said.