Solangelo One Shots

Bedtime Story: Part Two

Eight | Nico

  "Nico..." Will pleaded. He sounded so heartbroken.

    "Get out!" Nico yelled, covering his face with both hands. Something cold touched his face.

    "No, Nico, you don't understand..."

    Nico pulled his left hand away, eyes wide. Right next to his pinky shined a small, gold band. "Oh," he squeaked, terrified. Then he looked to Will. "Is that... are we?"

    The doctor's sad, apologetic look met Nico's gaze.

    "Fuck. It is. Oh my god, we are. You... and I. Oh my god," Nico breathed, "OH. MY GOD."

    Despite how he felt, the least Will could do was sympathize. So he scooched a little closer, reaching a hand out to the brunnette's shoulder. "Nico, it's okay, we'll -"

    But as soon as Will made contact, Nico's very scattered, very shocked reflexes took over. 

    "Ow!" Will shouted, holding his nose.

    "What the fuck?" Nico yelled.

    "'What the fuck?' Why are are you asking me 'what the fuck'? I should be asking you 'what the fuck'! You just punched me!"

    "I AM MARRIED TO A STRANGER, SOLACE."

    "I'm not a stranger! I mean, not by normal standards, I know we only met two days ago but -"

    "Two days..." Nico whispered, so quiet Will couldn't even hear.

    "Just because we were drunk doesn't mean I didn't get to know you. I know you quite well I think and you got to know me and-"

    "TWO DAYS!?"

    "Well - yeah, I mean, you were passed out for most of the second one but -"

    "They must be freaking out! Oh my god, what time is it?"

    For a second, neither one of them moved. Nico stared at him, eyes wide. "This whole trip was supposed to be done in two days, what if they left without me? What time is it, Solace?" Nico spat.

    "I don't know!"

    Nico scrambled to the edge of the bed, grabbing his phone. "Fuck," he whispered, then leapt into action. His head seemed to break the moment he stood, but he ignored it, blinking furiously as he searched the room for his clothes. He had just put his pants on when he noticed Will staring. Nico hissed, "Could you not?"

    "Sorry," Will said, in a tone that meant he wasn't sorry at all. Nico just shook his head. "Right. I don't have time for this."

    Nico threw his phone at Will, aiming for his face. Unfortunately, Will caught it. "Put your number in there, okay? I'll message you so that we can work out the divorce."

    "Divorce?" Will's face fell. "Don't you want to think on it, at least?"

    "No. I made a mistake. I'm sorry, but I do not want to be married to you," Nico explained, frantically doing up his buttons. As soon as he was sufficiently covered, he marched over to Will, who had still barely moved. "Got your number in there?"

    "Yeah, but -"

    "Good. I'll text you later. Bye. Sorry." Nico rushed to the door. He just hoped he wasn't too late.

   "Nico?" sounded Percy, who was the first to see him pop out of the room.

   "Dude! Nico was here the whole time!" shouted Jason.