Solangelo Oneshots

Stealing

Will's POV:

I reach out my hand toward Nico's bedside table where his fingerless gloves lay.  Quick as a wink, I snatch them up and put them on.

I admire my hands.  Sexy.

"Solace, what are you doing?" Nico mumbles tiredly.

Schist.  I gotta run.

"Nothing babe, bye gotta go!" I lie, bolting out of the Hades cabin.

I glance back and see Nico looking at me oddly.  Then he notices the gloves.

"WILLIAM!!!!!" he shrieks, throwing his covers off and chasing after me.  I guess he forgot that he only has boxers on.  Oh well. 

"Try and catch me!" I shout back, grinning madly.  He knows I can easily outrun him.

Nico suddenly shadow travels right in front of me. 

"AHHHHHH!  HOLY CRAP!" I yelp, running the other way and making sure to steer clear of any shadows.

Before he can catch me, I take off the gloves and shove them in my back pockets.  I keep running.

But suddenly he's there and tackling me to the ground. 

"You forgot about YOUR shadow, Solace," he says smirking.  "Now hand over the gloves."

I shake my head.  "I don't have them!" I lie.

Nico narrows his eyes at me.  "Yeah you do."

"Love your outfit by the way," I say, trying to distract him.

"Don't try to change the-". Nico suddenly realizes what he's wearing. Or rather, NOT wearing.

"I hate you, Solace!" he grumbles as a blush spreads across his face.

At his distraction, I stand up.  He notices his gloves hanging out of my pockets.

"Aha!  You lied!  I see them!" Nico cries, lunging for my ass.

"I know how much you want to touch my butt, but you only have to ask," I smirk, twisting away from him.

Nico starts blushing harder.  "Give me the fucking gloves," he mutters.

"Come and get em," I grin, winking.  I gesture at my back pockets.

Nico glances around to see if anyone is watching.  Then he shoves his hands in my pockets and grabs the gloves.  Though I think he stayed in my pockets a bit linger than he REALLY needed to.  But that's not a problem.

"I will get you back for this," Nico says to me.

"Hmm, I'm not so sure about that.  Your threats are usually empty," I laugh, scooping him into a hug.  "And its not like YOU can scold me for stealing.  You're a thief yourself.  You stole my heart."

"And I'm not giving it back," Nico says, smiling up at me.