Solangelo One Shots

I'm Sorry, Who Are You? (p2)

Here's the part two to last week's one shot requested by ffoodie and this part was requested by Blessed_by_Hypnos , so I hope you like it!

Percy's POV

"We have to do something, Annabeth. We can't let him do this."

"Perce, you're getting way too worked up over this. Sit down, take a deep breath." She crosses her arms over her chest, the fabric of her baby blue dress wrinkling. "I, personally, think he's changed. He and Nico seem really happy together, and it has been two and a half years. I think that Nico knows him pretty well."

"He's a criminal," Percy says, burying his head in his hands. "And Will's probably been hiding his shady drug dealing and organ harvesting or whatever he does from Nico for all this time but once they're married Will's gonna have free reign to do whatever we want. And it's my fault! I set one of my best friends up with a criminal!" He's shaky as he lowers himself down to one of the soft armchairs of their hotel room, burying his face in his hands. He's aware of Annabeth perching herself on the arm, and even though his head is still buried he knows she's making that look, the smile mixed with pity and amusement and understanding. He can feel her wedding band moving as he rubs his back and that small sensation brings him a little bit of comfort, despite the fact that he set one of his best friends up with a hardened criminal.

"Talk to him about it," Annabeth says. "I'll help you."

"When are we supposed to do that?" Percy groans, staring up at Annabeth like a wounded puppy. "We're going to the rehearsal dinner in, like, five minutes. The wedding's tomorrow, we're too late."

"Tell him tonight," Annabeth says. "At the dinner."

"Won't that be embarrassing?"

"It's for Nico's own good," Annabeth points out. "And I don't have much pity for the man who probably paid for their entire wedding through selling meth." Percy nods as if he's trying to make himself believe it as if he's trying to muster up the courage. It's been years and every single day he's lived in fear and regret, trying to make himself tell Nico to break up with the very person Percy set him up with. And after two and a half years, he thinks he might be ready.

"Okay." He stands up, adjusting his wedding band as he stares at Annabeth. It's become somewhat of a nervous tick in the past year he's had it but it helps calm down the beating in his heart, at least a little. He presses a kiss to Annabeth's lips and when they break apart, she's smiling, cupping his cheek with her hand.

"I'm proud of you," she says. "For doing the right thing." She wraps her arm around his waist, her bright smile making her eyes shine. "You ready to do this?"

"Yeah." Percy feels a chill run up his spine, and part of him wonders what will happen to him in the future. Maybe he'll be thrown in the back of a truck and used as a slave on Will's drug farm, maybe he'll wake up to find that his kidney's been stolen, maybe he'll just get shot. He isn't sure. But he's doing the right thing, digging Nico out of the hole that Percy made for him, and that makes it worth it.

Will's POV

His eyes are bright as he scans the dinner, his and Nico's friends and family talking, laughing. He reaches underneath the table, giving Nico's hand a squeeze. "I can't believe we're actually doing this," he says, his voice just above a whisper. If it's any louder, he might start crying.

"Me, too," Nico says. "Sometimes I think about how we met. Percy pretending to be me, you falling for the slick Nico that he pretended to be." His eyes look watery. "It's been a wild ride." He presses the sleeve of his suit jacket underneath his eye, his smile wavering.