This is going to be a two-part series based off of Saturday Sun by Vance Joy, so if you haven't heard the song yet I'll put a video at the top. Hope you enjoy!
Will's POV
It's so much warmer than Boston, the bright Californian sun shining over him and the breeze blowing off of the Pacific is pleasant. Percy is bouncing on the balls of his feet, his hand wrapped around Annabeth's. "I'm so excited," Percy says, looking around at the white clouds floating across the baby blue sky. "I'm so happy you came with us."
"Yeah, I guess," Will says, his eyes scanning the long beach, packed with people dancing in the waves lapping against the sand. "I've never been here."
"You don't sound excited," Annabeth says, frowning. "Did you really want to spend all of spring break in Boston? Or go visit your family again and complain about how your sister sleeps in your room now, and how your dog pees consistently on your rug every morning?"
"No." Will's shoulders deflate. "I just feel like I have a lot of stuff to catch up on. I'm behind."
"Dude, loosen up," Percy says, clapping him on the shoulder. "Even Annabeth's not stressed about school, and she's the most uptight person I've ever met." She jabs him in the side.
"Shut up," she says, but the small smile dancing across her lips makes Will think that she doesn't mind it. "So," she says, turning to Will. "Percy and I are visiting my dad today and most of the day tomorrow, so we're staying with him tonight. So you have the hotel room for yourself."
"You know, just in case you meet that special someone," Percy says with a smirk. Annabeth throws him a glare before she keeps talking.
"If you want to come with us you can, but part of me doesn't think you want to spend a day and a half discussing the tactics used in World War 1 with a middle-aged college professor?"
"I'll pass," Will says. "I'll find something to do. I brought my laptop, I can get my research paper done."
"Oh, yeah, that'll be a great conversation piece," Percy says. "Because the way to every guy's heart is telling him how you can remove it."
"Jesus, Percy, do you ever shut up?" Annabeth asks, fire in her eyes. Percy's grin only widens and he bends down, pressing a light kiss to the top of her head.
"You know you love it," he says.
"Yeah, I do." She's flushed when she turns back to Will, a crazy grin on her face. "So you're all set, right? You know where the hotel is and everything?"
"I'm fine, Annabeth, I'm alone for a little over a day. I can manage."
"Great. Bye, Will, and we'll meet at the hotel at five for dinner." She waves goodbye as she and Percy race to get a cab. Will turns to the beach, a wide expanse filled with billions upon billions of grains of sand, bodies jam-packed together in crystal blue water. He wishes he hadn't left his textbook in the hotel room. His research paper is nearly finished, and it would be a good time to get ahead on some of his reading. But the hotel is two miles up the street and he doesn't want to get a cab so he steps onto the beach, his shoes sinking into the sand as he walks.
He feels out of place, in his khaki cargo shorts and a gray Boston University shirt as he stares at the bleach-blonde girls in bikinis and the ripped guys with neon swim shorts. There's a volleyball game going on directly to the left of him and he ducks as it goes whizzing past his head, the static sticking up the hair on his head. He needs to find someplace quieter.
There's a tiny surf shop at the very edge of the beach, hovering on the edge of the four seasons resort, palm trees bending in the warm breeze. He sets his backpack down in one of the chairs, grabbing a bottle of water from a dark-haired boy behind the counter just so he doesn't look like he's loitering. Then he settles down in the chair, his feet dipping into the sand as he fights to keep the spotty wifi connection that's making the rainbow circle on his laptop spin round and round. He groans, throwing his head back against his chair as he waits for his paper to load, the site he's using for his research bright white. There are other networks- the strongest being the one for the Lotus Surf Shop. If their sign was accurate, the service would be so good he'd want to stay forever. But at that moment all he wants to do is leave and find a better connection.
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Solangelo One Shots
Fanfictionliterally just solangelo one shots (cover by @grasstains)