Solangelo Oneshots

Uncle Jason

"Jason! No!" I yelled as if scolding a dog.
"Ugh, Nico. I'm serious. Just give him a chance." Jason replied, groaning a plopping his head onto the kitchen counter with a soft 'thump.'
Every single day, Jason makes fun of my age. I'm only, what, two years younger then him? If that. And every day, he's like "LOL, bro, I need to set you up with my nephew. YOLO AAAYY."

Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little. But it's true that he keeps trying to set me up with his nephew. Jokingly, I hope. I'm not an absolute creep, I'm not dating Jason's ten year old nephew.

"Nico!" Jason calls out.
"What?" I answer from my room.
"Come meet my nephew, Will."
I sigh as I walk to the door. I expect to see Jason with a cringey ten year old boy who thinks 'stupid' is a curse word and 'boobs' is the funniest word in the world. This is not what I see. I see Jason with a tall, blond haired, freckley man with an incredibly bored expression on his face.
"But........" I start, but don't finish. He's not a cringey ten year old, that's for sure.
"Hi." Will says, waving to me and smiling. "I, um, I like your boots."
"Thanks." I say. What else do you say?
"So," Jason says in a voice that has many implications, "Both of you are emo." I look at Will with his pastel rainbow shirt. Will's equally confused at Jason's statement.
"What?" He asks.
"And," Jason says in a tone with even more implications (I didn't know such a tone even existed until this moment), "You're both gay! Play nice, boys." He gives a mischievous smile and, while Will and I are equally confused at everything Jason has just said, Jason shoves us into a closet.
"Really, dude?" Will shouts as we hear the lock click. "I just came out of here!" I gotta admit, I'm very attracted to people who make gay puns.

It's been about half an hour since this whole debacle started. Since then, Will has repeatedly rammed his body into the door and hummed 'Nonstop' from Hamilton over fifteen times, which, mathematically, doesn't make sense.
"Do you want to play a game?" He asks me. Damn, his eyes are gorgeous.
"Sure." I reply, regretting my answer instantly.
"Great!" He starts explaining how icebreaker games work. As if I hadn't been to a second grade sleepover. I mean, I haven't, but I've read books. Everyone knows how to play these kinds of things.

"What's your deepest secret?" Will asks me. So far I've admitted that I'm afraid of giraffes, that my favorite food is pasta, and if I was trapped in an island I would bring my computer and a knife. I swear, I wasn't trying to be edgy.
"I'm gay." I respond.
"Yeah, I know." He says. "That's not a secret."
"Jason's the only one who knows. And now you, I guess." Will raises an eyebrow.
"Oh dang. I'm sorry. He should've have outed you."
I shrug. "I was mad at first, but the soothing sound of Hamilton made me feel better." Will nods. "It always does."
"So," I ask, "How are you Jason's nephew? You're about his age, right?"
Will nods. "Yeah. It's complicated, but my grandfather..... well, he's not very loyal. But yeah, I'm only about a year younger than Jason." He pauses a moment to stare into space. "I'm hungry."
"Well, I don't know how to get out of here." I say.
"Just ram through the door. You're strong." He says as I roll my eyes. As if I'm going to run through a door. Even if I was strong enough to run through a door, why would I? I don't want to pay from that door.

I hear footsteps walking toward the closet. Will is sitting behind me on the floor, braiding my hair. He said he loved how it's just long enough to braid, then begged me for at least ten minutes to let him braid it.

As Jason's footsteps near, Will and I stand up. I quickly run my hands through my hair to get out the braid, not because I don't like it, but because if Jason saw, I'd never hear the end of it. He opens the door, smiling mischievously. He doesn't keep smiling for long, though, because I punch him. "Worth it." He groans from the floor.

Jason stays on the floor for about five minutes, by which time Will and I are discussing lunch options. "So, do you want to go grabs lunch somewhere?" I ask.
"Like a date?" He smirks. He's probably joking, but why not give it a shot?
"Yes." I respond, wiping the teasing smirk off his face with a single word.
"Oh. I- um, yeah! I'd love to!"
Jason stands up and yells "YES! Success!"
"Shut up, Jason." I say.
"That's Uncle Jason, now, kiddo." Oh my god. I consider for a moment not dating Will, because if I do, I will be related to Jason. I quickly decide to stick with my choice when I see Will smiling at me. He's worth a lifetime of putting up with Jason.