Solangelo Oneshots

22 : Poem

*Very mild swear warning.*

(Mortal AU)

Apollo stood on the stage in the middle of a crowded auditorium, getting ready to perform a poem he had thought about for a long, long time. He glanced over at Will, who gave him a thumbs up. He glanced over the crowd, his eyes landing on the huge posters lining the walls.

As part of Spirit Week at Will's high school, they were celebrating LGBT rights, and they had asked parents to speak. Apollo volunteered immediately.

Apollo's eyes flicked back to Will as the blonde started talking excitedly to a smaller boy with dark hair that Apollo had never seen before.

He stepped up to the mic and the room went silent. He cleared his throat and said, "I wrote this poem a long time ago, and I thought this was the right time to unveil it. It doesn't have a title as of right now, so, here we go."

He took a deep breath and began,

"If my son were gay,
I'd slap him
With a nice high five.
Because coming out to your dad,
Takes balls that most men don't have.

If my son were gay,
I'd kick him out of the house.
Because why waste June on video games,
When there are sports to be played?
And just because he likes making out with boys,
Doesn't mean he can't tackle the shit out of them, too.

If my son were gay,
I'd call him a douche.
But only because this morning,
He ate the last peanut butter cup in the house.
(The jerk knows they're my favorite.)

If my son were gay,
I'd still give him the talk.
I just wouldn't have to worry about a baby in nine months.

If my son were gay,
I'd make fun of what he wears.
Because damn, son,
Those heels don't go with that dress.

If my son were gay,
I'd tell him to be proud.
Because you're human no matter the gender
On the other side of your mouth.

If my son were gay,
Nothing would be different at all.
Except that ten years down the line,
I'll be expecting a handsome son-in-law."

Apollo stepped back as the crowd cheered. He went down the steps that led up to the stage, and over to his son. Will was beaming and the other boy was smiling softly at him.

"Did you like it?" Apollo asked nervously, his usual confident demeanor slipping.

"Like it? I LOVED it!!!" Will exclaimed. "By the way, Dad, I'd like you to meet Nico." He gestured to the shorter boy.

"Nice to meet you," Nico said softly, shaking Apollo's hand.

"How long have you been friends?" Apollo asked curiously.

"We're not," Nico said.

"What do you mean?" Apollo asked.

Will looked sort of panicked, and looked to the dark haired boy for help. "He's my boyfriend," replied Nico bluntly.

Apollo looked stunned for a moment, but then his trademark sunny grin was back and brighter than ever.

"Well, I guess my poem has come true, then."

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I really hope you liked that! I saw the poem on Pinterest, and the idea for this immediately hit me.
-Star