Life after (Solangelo Story)

In which last names are discussed (Prologue)

   Nico looked over at his fiancé, resolving to make a decision."Hey, Will?" Will looked up from his medical book, smiling."Nico Solace." Wills smile wavered, if only for a moment."Oh." They'd been avoiding the subject of last names for a while now, but as their wedding was three weeks away they needed to talk.

   "Jeez Nico, you don't have to..." Will trailed off looking guilty.

   "But I want to." Will blushed hard and squirmed in his chair, "Oh." Nico glanced at Will shyly."If you don't want me to, I don't have to..." he looked close to tears at this point and Will could feel his heart breaking."No, that's not what I meant! Gods, I'm sorry Nico!" He set down his book and put his arms around Nico, chin resting on his shoulder.

   Nico relaxed into him and leaned back. Will cupped his cheek and turned Nicos head towards him, putting their foreheads together."I would be honored."Now it was Nicos turn to blush, and try to squirm away. Will was too fast, and pushed their heads together in a kiss. When he broke away, Nico let his head drop on his shoulder.

   "I love you sunshine."

——TIME SKIP——

   "Cmon people, lets move, lets move!" Jason Grace hung in the air, spinning every few seconds to give instructions. He had appointed himself head wedding planner and order giver and person who could fly, so he was in charge. Nico and Will were wherever, even though their wedding started in like three hours.

   Piper was busy getting everyone ready, Annabeth was busy trying to find the fiancés, and Percy was busy eating the food on the buffet table.

   As Annabeth reached the infirmary, she heard whispers inside. She peeked around the doorway to see Will Solace and Nico Di Angelo sitting in a bed in the back, Nico settled into Wills shoulder.

   "This is where it started, death boy." Nico smiled and shook his head."It started way back, when we were still fighting with Kronos. You healed me." Will was quiet for a moment."But this started right here. In this bed, In this room, in this lifetime." Nico smiled and kissed his cheek."Your dad really is the god of poetry. Even though he sucks at it."

   Annabeth knocked quietly on the door."Uh, you guys? Ya need to get ready."

Sorry for such a short chapter! The next one is full of feels, I promise!