Even The Best Fall Down Sometimes---Nico Di Angelo/Solangelo One Shots

You Are My Sunshine

Hey guys! First off, I want to thank you all for so many reads!
It's cold where I live like actual fall weather, and I'm so happy! Of course, I live in Cali, so "cold"right now is more like 60 degrees Fahrenheit. Where do you guys all live? Please comment below!
So, I did end up writing a one shot that has the song "You Are My Sunshine" in it... And here it is. Please comment what you think of it. I wasn't really sure where it was going at first, but lots of the parts are important to me personally. Please enjoy!
*Credits to the artist of the chapter cover art

Will
I opened the door to the Apollo cabin slowly, then walked in and peered around. Good. It was completely empty. All of my cabinmates were out who-knows-where, most of them probably attending classes or training. It was the 17 of October. Not an important day to most people. I was not most people. I padded softly around the corner of the room to my bunk. Reaching into the under-the-bed storage that that came with every bunk and was assigned to each camper to put their belongings in, I pulled out a small, turquoise box. I smiled sadly and sat with it on my bed, leaning against the wall. I cracked the box open, and the scent of pine and roses, and a warm summer day drifted out. With that smell came thousands of memories, rushing back all at once. I closed my eyes and clutched the box. Sighing, I carefully took out a folded piece of notebook paper.
I love you. I love you so much my heart would be split in two if you ever went away. I promise to stay with you through the good times and the bad, the warm summer days and the cold Autumn starry nights. You truly are my forever and always, Will.
Tears had started to gather in my eyes. I don't know why I tortured myself like this. He wasn't coming back. And there was someone else...not that he would ever like me either. But still. I sniffled and took a music record out of the box. From the time we decided to put on an old vinyl of Fall Out Boy and have a dance party in the living room. How afterwards we had gotten takeout from the Chinese place downtown and eaten it in a fort we built. How we reminded each other that it was good to be childish sometimes. Next out of the box came photographs. A whole stack of them. Some were pictures that we had taken together with an old Polaroid camera. Me and him smiling like the dorks we used to be. Us at a water park, arms around each other. Us baking cookies in the kitchen, flour all over the place. Pictures of the both of us together at school. One of us locked in a hug, my head on his chest. One where I was kissing his cheek, and he had taken the picture without me noticing. Tears were falling from my face now. I took a deep breath and tried to push the sadness away. Suddenly, the door banged open, making me jump and scramble to gather up my things.

Nico
I went to see Will in his cabin. I had free time, so I thought in would stop by and see him. You know, as friends. I knocked softly on the door, and when no one answered pushed the door open.
"Will?" I called. Will's blonde haired figure was sitting with his back to me, bent over looking at something. At the sound of me Will jumped and tried to gather up whatever he was looking at, sending something flying. It looked like a piece of paper. When it landed at my feet, I went to pick it up-and was overcome with a feeling of sadness and hopelessness. It was a Polaroid picture of Will and some other boy. The other boy had light brown hair and eyes that sparked the color of the ocean depths, a dark turquoise. They were both gorgeous, and practically glowing they were smiling so much. Will looked up at me with tears in his eyes and dried tear tracks down his face. He gripped the other photos to his chest defensively.
"Sorry, I just came by to see you, but just guess I'll just go...is that your boyfriend?" I blurted out, then clamped a hand over my mouth.
"It's, wait, my what?" Will stared at me.
"Is that boy your boyfriend? Sorry, I'll go. It's no big deal," My face was burning, and other could feel tears threatening to form.
"No, wait," Will said. "Nico. Please stay. Boyfriend...right. Yeah, he was. And the boy who taught me not to trust. He broke up with me. And my first love," Will muttered sadly. Oh. Even though they're broken up, Will obviously still cares. I had no chance.

Will
That was the wrong thing to say. I could see tears starting to shine in Nico's eyes.
"Sit," I patted the bed next to me, and Nico sat hesitantly, his raven-black hair falling over his face.
"I didn't know you ever had a boyfriend," Nico mumbled.
"Well, I went to public school for some time before coming here, and even after coming here," I took a deep breath.
"And there was this guy. Masen. We dated for more than two years. And then recently, he broke up with me. He told me he loved me, forever and always, he told me he would never leave, and with one sentence he broke those promises and all the ones he had ever made. But I can't hate him, not completely. I still have so much of my life tied to him, and so much stuff that used to be his or he gave to me, or pictures we took together. And today we would have been dating for three years," I finished, as a stray tear rolled down my cheek.
"I'm sorry, Will," Nico murmured. He had turned away, but I could see tears glistening in his eyes. Maybe it was time to start again, trust someone again. And maybe that someone could actually be Nico this time.

Nico
Will leaned into me so that I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him. I was confused. I was so sad, but a bit happy and hopeful at the same time. Happy because I was the one there comforting Will, and hopeful because Will was hugging me. I hugged him right, and rocked him slowly. I had never seen Will cry before this. Ever.
"You are my Sunshine," I began, singing softly. "My only sunshine," I leaned my head into Will's soft golden hair. Will completely relaxed in my arms when I had started singing.
"You make me happy, when skies are grey," Will looked up at me shyly, blinking tears from his sky blue eyes.
"You'll never know dear," I stopped, my voice choked with unshed tears. He was crying over another boy. I couldn't just sing that part. Not now. Not ever, probably. I couldn't tell Will how I felt.
"How much I love you," Will's timid voice sounded from behind his golden hair. I sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Will?" I questioned. Who was he talking about?
"Please..." Will looked at me hopefully.
"Don't take my Sunshine away," I sang the last part with Will, his golden voice mixing well with my accented deeper one. Will buried his head back in my chest.
"Maybe I just need to move on," He murmured.
"Will?" Was all I seemed capable of saying. "You said..."
"That I love you? Yes, Death Boy, I did," My face was bright red and hot, and I turned away in embarrassment, my hair falling partially over my eyes.
"But...do you? I mean..." I couldn't form complete sentences. All this was completely out of nowhere.
"Yes, I think I do. And honestly, Nico, I think I've loved you for a long time, but I've just been so stubbornly in love with memories that I overlooked what's right in front of me. And I've been afraid. He broke all the trust I had, and now every time I think I'm getting too close to someone I'll back off because I'm afraid they'll leave too," Will admitted. His face was red, and he was looking down at his lap, playing with the woven bracelet that was tied around his wrist.
"Will. I just, I can't-" I did love him. Definitely. But this, right now? After he was just crying over his ex? I just couldn't. I wasn't ready. And Will knew this.
"I know, Neeks. It's okay," He said softly as he wrapped me in a gentle hug. I couldn't help but flinch at the contact. I knew that Will noticed, but he was nice enough to not mention it.
"You are my sunshine," Will began to sing softly.
"I'm the Death King, I can't be your sunshine. Plus, you're Sunshine," I frowned good-humordly.
"You're my Sunshine," Will replied. I felt his lips touch the top of my hair softly. I leaned back into him more and he hugged me tighter. We weren't dating, we didn't have a "thing"; we were just two people in love, enjoying each other's company.