Solangelo One Shots (fluff)

Story L

Will got home to the smell of garlic and onion, a little buttery and just the smallest hint of wine tickling his nose. He inhaled deeply, letting the smell of his husband's food invade his senses. Nico always made the best food.

After shucking off his coat and toeing off his shoes, he crept into the kitchen. He could hear the faint tune of music mixed with sizzling waft around the corner as he approached. He grinned when he saw Nico.

How could he not, really? His hair was tied up and out of his face, an apron tied around his waist and he was moving to the music as he stirred. Will watched as he poured some liquid into the pan, steam puffed up and Will could hardly contain his pounding love for the smaller man when he let out a little squeak at the heat.

Nico then covered the pan and shuffled around, humming. He moved over to the sink to peel some carrots.

Will made his presence known by knocking against the archway to the kitchen. "Hey," he said, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. It was hard to keep his gaze from Nico's back side. In Will's defense Nico was perfect in every sense of the word. And that included his ass.

Nico peeked over his shoulder briefly and grinned at him, before turning back to what he was doing. "Well, hello," he said, continuing to peel the carrots. "How was your day?"

Will sauntered over and rested his head on Nico's shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist. He fit perfectly in Will's arms and Will fought every urge to scoop him up and bring him to bed. "It was good," he said simply, his eyes trained on Nico's hands as his husband removed the skin of a carrot.

Nico's hands were always so beautiful, not unlike the rest of him. They were petal veined and delicate. Soft and petite and perfect for holding. Will loved engulfing his hands with his own.

"I'm glad," Nico said. Once all the carrots were peeled, he washed them and placed them on a cutting board. Will moved with him, attached the whole time. Nico grabbed a large knife and got to cutting the veggies. He sliced them into thin planks, then cut them into thin strips.

They didn't talk much after that, not needing to. Will was tired from his day and all he wanted was to feel the presence of his husband. He wanted to be wrapped up in him and loving him and enjoying him.

He loved watching Nico cook. Every movement practiced and precise, he was mesmerizing, as always.

Will figured out that Nico was making a risotto for dinner and he was elated. It was specifically a seafood risotto. Will loved everything Nico made, but his risotto was one of the best by far.

As Nico got the shrimp, scallops, and fish ready, Will got a little distracted by his neck. It was awfully hard to ignore it when it was right there! Supple and soft, so vulnerable to marks, the skin thin. Will couldn't help it as he tilted his head and placed his lips to his love's neck.

He felt Nico shudder at the sudden warmth, but then he leaned into it, silently asking for more. And of course, Will obliged. He kissed up and down his neck, creeping a little under his shirt and nosing around his apron strap.

Nico let out a little sigh of content as he peeled the shrimp and cut the fish into chunks. The seafood smell kind of ruined the mood, but that was for the best. Will, nonetheless, kept kissing him, moving to his nape then around to his throat. He mouthed at his skin, tasting him.

"You taste good," Will murmured.

Nico barked a laugh as he dropped the seafood into the pan. "I may be making food, but I'm not the food, amore," he teased.

"I'd beg to differ," Will teased back, squeezing him tighter around the waist briefly. Almost to prove a point, Will bit down on him a little harder than he should have and Nico gasped.

"Hungry, then, my love?" Nico asked, a smile curling his lips.

"For you, always," Will moved up to his ear and kissed behind it.

Nico let out a breathy laugh and sighed happily as he added the finishing touches to the meal. "Love you,"

"Love you too," Will said. Moments later, dinner was ready and Nico served them each a plate.

Will detached from his husband just long enough to grab his plate, take Nico's hand, leading him to the couch, where he pulled Nico to him as they ate.

Nico reached for the remote and chuckled when Will's arm tightened around him. "You are so clingy tonight, is everything okay?" Nico asked, turning his attention to Will.

Will simply kissed his hair and breathed in deeply. "Just a long day," he mumbled. "I missed you, is all,"

Nico smiled softly up at him and snuggled into him even more. "Then I'll give you all the snuggles," he pressed a kiss to Will's shoulder.

After they ate, Will cleaned up the kitchen. It was pretty clean, already, but Will washed the pot, cutting board, and loaded the plates and silverware. And the whole time, Nico hugged him from behind, like Will did earlier. Nico's forehead rested against his shoulder and he even snuck a few kisses to his neck.

Once everything was clean, Will wasted no time taking Nico by the hand and rushing to their room. Nico giggled as Will pushed him down into the bed and untied his apron. Then Will changed into pajamas and crawled onto the bed, caging in his husband.

Nico grinned up at him and wrapped his arms around Will's neck, bringing him into a kiss. Will returned it with fervor and wound his hands all along Nico's body, feeling him and taking comfort in him.

They broke apart and Nico swung his legs around Will, then pulled him down into the bed, rolling until they were on their sides.

"Cuddles?" Nico asked, eyes wide as he ruffled his fingers through Will's hair.

Will smiled. "Cuddles," he agreed.

So they did just that, curled up in each other's arms, warm and content. Will squeezed Nico close, peppering kisses across his face, before settling down and getting comfortable.

They wrapped themselves in blankets, cocconned together and tangled. Will fell asleep almost instantly, his face in Nico's neck and the smaller man's hands holding his head there. All his stress from the day was gone, because of the man he got to come home to everyday. He never knew how he got so lucky, but he thanked the gods everyday.

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OKAY so this is officially my 50th one-shot which is kinda insane ngl. too bad this chapter's not something grand and special, but it's all I had time for 😭 I'm so sorry, I've been so busy :<

I'm working in tech for a theater production and this month is crazy busy, every day we're building sets and adding final touches to things for the show. We only got a few weeks before opening night and this production is a lot larger than others in the past, so It's hectic. But it's so much fun. only thing is that it adds more onto my plate. Though I will post every week still, the stories just might be on the smaller side.

Regardless, I really hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful day/night, drink some water, eat a snack. Take care of yourself, you deserve it!

Love always,

Neptune <3

Q: Do you have a comfort item, like a blanket or a stuffed animal? if so, what is it?

A: I always sleep with a weighted triceratops plushie, fucking love that thing. They're name is Basil (he Is sage green) and I have given them (he/they) pronouns, like myself because sometimes I just refer to him as he or they. I like to spice things up \^o^/ 

*Also I feel like I've done a question like this before, but I was running out of ideas ://