Buried At Sea

Spy AU! SolAngelo

Nico is the son of the top crime boss. Looks like he could kill but is really a cinnamon roll.

Will is the son of the greatest spy to ever live looks like a cinnamon roll but could really kill you.

Nico's Pov

I have always hated the saying. "Children are the future." In my case I was nothing but a disappointment. No wanting to take over the family business. To not live a life of crimes and lies was not what my father had brought me into the world to do. He wanted someone to continue his rule, but I was done. He would be finished soon, so there would be no point. The Demigods will be closing in soon enough.

Pacing around my hotel room was not helping me think. I look around the room nothing but a waste of money.

Will's Pov

'Who does this guy think he IS?' I ask myself as I watch his through the scope of my gun. Here I was just like last week laying on my stomach on top of another rooftop about to kill the son of a major crime boss. The agency had no decency. Kill an innocent. I read his file. Filled with more pleas for help than a confession box.

But... what was I supposed to do? Take him from his luxury life of money supplied endlessly by his dad and bring him to nothing. The agency was low. Hera couldn't give a shit about us and to leave would mean death. I take another look through my scope. Twenty one year old Nico stepped out onto the balcony and closed his eyes. I should kill him while he is at peace. My finger goes towards the trigger. Nico suddenly leans forward onto the balconies railing. I watch as his shoulders shake violently. With no way to even hear I knew he was crying.

That was when it clicked in my mind. This would be my chance. My chance to rebel. Packing up my riffle I begin my rebellion.

Nico's Pov

I don't know what triggered it but here I was breaking down on the edge of a balcony over nothing. I was born to criminals and though I have tried my best to not be consumed by the darkness I knew it was just a matter of time.

I looked down over the balcony and onto the black concrete below. Before the thought could cross my mind there was a knock on the suite door. Rubbing away the tears and throwing on a pair of sunglasses I rush to the door and peer through the peep hole in the door. Outside was my dinner delivery.

"Mister DiAngelo your dinner." He called from outside.

I curse under my breath and open the door and let the server in.

"Leave it on the coffee table." I tell him gesturing to the area before the entrance to my bed room.

"Goodness Mr. DiAngelo it is freezing in here do you want me to close the balcony doors?"

I was hesitant to answer, but quickly nodded to which the server swiftly responded. At first I hadn't noticed but I found it strange that the server kept his head down and his hat down over his eyes. I natural go over to the small minibar that stood next to TV Stand while the server had his back turned to the balcony doors. I open the small fridge and make sure that my gun was inside and surely it was. I glance up to the server who was still filling with the lock on the balcony door.

"The lock was a bit of a hassle I asked the housekeeper to tell janitor is there any word about when it will be repaired?" I ask as wrap my fingers around the cold metal.

The server said nothing as he worked the handle back into place and closed the balcony doors, shutting out the harsh cold.

"I haven't heard anything." He replied as he placed the curtains back into place.

With a swift movement as go to raise the gun I felt soft and practically nonexistent hands grab hold of me. The server and I had our first look of each other. He was a blonde with blue eyes that sparked with a knowing look and freckles that were scatter across his nose. He watched each other, stared into each others very soul and we heard the thump of the gun as it hits the floor. In my chest I could feel cupid's arrowhead peirce my heart causing my heart to race. The blonde man held onto my wrists barely exerting enough strength to hold me back. I knew he was feeling what I was feeling. His pupils nearly hiding all of the blue in his eyes he took in my appearance.

"Do you want to escape?" He asked interlocking our fingers.

Inside I was praying that he couldn't feel my pulse rise through my fingers, or feel the clamminess of my palms as they began to sweat.

Will's Pov

I could feel the pulse rise through his fingers and I felt the clammy sweat starting to breakout on his palms, but I knew we both felt this. There was no way we could ever go up against Cupid's wishes. The man if front of me was my other half and I didn't care that he was my other half. I hadn't realized it before, but as soon as I stepped into his presence I was done. I knew we came from two different world's that should not be tampered with, but I also believe with all my heart that best place to escape to, a place they could not find us was in death, but I in this moment I wanted to live more than anything just to feel this man's warmth and to feel his lively breath on me.

DiAngelo looked into my eyes as he pulled me towards the door. "Hurry." He ushered. He reached down to retrieve his gun pulling his hands away... we both stopped for a moment longing for the contact once more. The was a quickness in which we raced to the door, to the stairs holding hands and a giddiness which we slipped past his guards and into the night.

"That was too easy." I tell him as we turn down an ally to get off the street.

"Shhh...you'll jinx us." He said linking his arm around my arm and pulling us closer.

Nico's Pov

We still hadn't realized that we were still strangers but in this moment I felt like I had known him forever.

"Where are we going?" I ask not taking my eyes off of the blonde man.

He was silent and so was the alley and the night apart from the city sounds of sirens, gunfire, and shouting the city and it's darkness was going to be our cover to slipping away. "Somewhere where we can dissappear." He sniling.

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