Your Move

Your Move (Solangelo One-Shot)

"Nicoooo." Nico Di Angelo was walking around camp, heading towards the training arena. The voice had come from the boy who was currently latched onto Nico's waist. "Why are you ignoring me?"

Nico continued walking, disregarding the upset. "Uuugh." Nico felt his back vibrate as the blonde-haired nuisance buried his face into it. On reflex, he slapped the boy's wrist, unable to prevent the slight heat from rising to his cheeks. The boy went quiet for a couple seconds before giggling into Nico's back, causing goose bumps to explode up his already-cold arms.

"Stop that, Will!" Nico yelled.

  Letting out a full-on laugh this time, Will Solace pulled himself up off of Nico's back. "You finally responded."

Nico whacked Will's wandering hands before mumbling, "I had no choice in the matter, did I?"

"Hmmm? What was that, love?" Will asked teasingly. Nico rolled his eyes and continued making his way past the cabins. "Aw, come on Nico, wait!" Suddenly he felt his wrist being pulled backwards, and before he knew it, he was inside the Hades' cabin, Will smiling down at him. He tapped his foot impatiently.

"Will," Nico said blankly.

"Yes, Nico, dear?"

"Off."

"Nope." Nico let out a deep sigh, holding his hand to his face in exasperation as Will wrapped his arms around his torso.

"Nico glanced to his side and saw the window of the cabin, an idea forming in his head. He broke free from Will after a few tries and made his way to the window, sure Will would stop if there was a chance of being seen publicly.

However, the child of Apollo thought otherwise. He grinned and walked towards Nico, eyes glinting.

"Your move, Solace, the whole camp can see you," Nico taunted, unaware of the devil coming up on his turned back. Will dived at the unsuspecting boy, and Nico yelped as he was dipped by the waist like a girl in a ballroom.

"Your move, Di Angelo," Will said, chuckling. "The whole camp can see you."