LIABILITY - WILCO SOLANGELO

Ch. 29

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WILL POV

I let Nico out of the infirmary considering his 3 days were done and he seemed much better. He had, after a quick kiss, headed to the privacy of his cabin. As nice as three days together were, I could tell his social battery was drained and he needed to be alone. It was fine with me. I had work to do. Asking Nico out on a date had been surprisingly easy to do. Deciding what to do though - that was hard. I made a mental list in my head of what I knew Nico liked:

>Music (I had to be the worst musician of the Apollo cabin)

>Art (I didn't have an artistic bone in my body)

>Sunshine (Well he also loves darkness so that's kinda pointless)

>He's picky about food and doesn't enjoy eating (that kinda cancels out a fine dine date)

>He likes Percy and Jason (now the list is just getting stupid, what is this a family date?)

I scrapped the paper after the last point. I scrunched it up and perfectly landed it in the waste paper bin. What could I say? Benefits of amazing archery skills. I wish I had half the skills in planning. I groaned. That's when Kayla walked in and I immediately attacked her with my problem. I told her what I knew Nico liked and didn't. When I added that Nico loved music and I sucked at it she punched my arm. "Will Solace you may be the worst singer of the Apollo cabin but hell you are our father's son and can play a beat and sing a song better than 98% of the world." 

I shrugged. She was probably right. I'd just used the 'I can't sing' excuse for so long to get out of singing sessions and campfire sing a longs that I'd made it my personality. I steered clear of music in general even if the few occassions I listened to music I felt alive. I really should listen to music more often. Kayla snapped me out of my self discovery moment, with a plan.

"How about you take Nico to the borders of the camp forest - somewhere quiet with only the two of you. I'd say Zeus' fist but that gets quiet crowded. Find a quieter place. Your boyfriend is the definition of antisocial. There you can serenade him with a song you write. Considering he likes music, you can do some research on the kind of music he likes and you can set up a mini campfire for the two of you to sing softly too. You ain't an Apollo kid for nothing. Learning songs will be easy peasy lemon squeezy for you and if you put in a handful of effort we can get you playing most of his favourite songs too. It'll come naturally to you if you allow it, you know. So then you guys get head to your little spot early evening. Watch the sun set, serenade, sing and kiss and kiss some more. Then you can eat smore's my your own campfire and some light junk food you know he'll love. (No you cannot be health conscious on a date. Have fun for a change) And then you both can stare at the stars or in each other eyes and snog in the dark." 

She made a disgusted face at the end as though she would puke on the romance but I could tell she was secretly proud of the idea. I had to admit. I was impressed too. It was the perfect plan for the perfect boy. I hugged Kayla tight and went about starting the preparation. The spot would be easy enough - we'd go to our favourite place. It was quiet, secluded, safe and now had a homely feel of comfort considering the hours we spend together there. I wanted to set up fairy lights there though, so I found my way to Leo, casually asking for fairy lights. He raised an eyebrow at me before getting me some skull and sunshine shaped ones. 

"Guess this is your type," is all he said and I spluttered out a 'thank you' as my cheeks heated up. Getting myself freed from the infirmary was easy enough. I was always there so my brothers were actually happy to shove me out of the place for a change and they were the ones thanking me rather than the other way round. I just laughed. I guess I should take a break from work sometimes. Well guess I have a reason to know. A beautiful reason. Dinner time was clocking around and I didn't expect Nico to join me - except he did. I was surprised. I headed over to his table and Leo smirked at me. I brought up, in the most subtle way possible, Nico's taste in music. Except, when a person who never talks about music asks, it seems a bit suspicious. Still, I pestered Nico. He said he listened to a bit of everything. My Chemical Romance was his favourite band, along with Set it Off. His pop recommendations - because apparently I'm a delicate flower and will not appreciate rock - included Anson Seabra, Alec Benjamin, 1D and so on. Somehow, one direction was the only name I'd heard of. Nico, surprisingly talked throughout the dinner. I guess I'd brought up a topid he truly loved. If music meant Nico would talk this way I'd listen to him forever. He was my music. He ate a good portion too, talking and laughing. And I just watched him. His lashes, his brown eyes, his laughter and his smile. After dinner, we just walked around and I reminded him, "Don't forget I'm taking you out. How does tomorrow 6pm sound?" Nico pretended to check an imaginary calendar with and with a posh accent said, "I'm sure I can squeeze it in." And I just rolled my eyes at my dork of a boyfriend.