Solangelo oneshots

#4 (AU)

So this is based on a prompt from ffoodie that I got far too long ago:

You were my only sunshine
My only sunshine
You made me happy
When skies were grey (*gay)
You never knew dear
How much I loved you
Why'd you take my sunshine away?

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Nico PoV:

I have a date with Will tonight. I could feel my palms sweating and my knees go weak with anticipation. We had been married for ten years yet I was still nervous.

I pulled my crisp suit from my closet. The black material felt nice as I slipped it on over my small arms. I winced as they brushed over my arms, erupting in a burst of pain as the jacket hit my more recent cuts. Will wouldn't be able to notice.

After I got the rest of my suit on I went to the bathroom. After a quick inspection I noticed stubble, so I decided to shave. The shaving cream was cold as it hit my fingers, and even colder as I rubbed it on my face. I was pretty unaware of it though. The razor glided against my face easily, until I got a little cut. I wiped the blood off and continued.

I grabbed a washcloth to wipe off the excess shaving cream. My next step was to get out my makeup stash. Will always teased me for liking makeup, but I knew he found my eyeliner sexy. After my father had all but disowned me for liking makeup Will was there to support me. The pounding of my beauty blender felt oddly soothing against my cold skin as I blended in my foundation and concealer.

Next, a bit of highlight and contour. Then, the scary part: eyes. Eyeliner and mascara, two opportunities to poke out your eyes. I picked up my Ink! Liner (A/N I have tried multiple drugstore eyeliners and they were all terrible and I don't even like Tattoo Liner, but I fell in love with Ink!. Problems of an emo) and started the line. Thank God it went on smoothly. I drew the wing and filled it in without a hitch. The next eye was a little shaky, but it ended up okay.

I twisted open the mascara container and brushed it on. Great. I don't want to do my eyebrows, so I left the bathroom and back to my room. After putting on some shoes and grabbing my keys, I went to leave my apartment. I about reached the door, but a picture that we had hung right by the entrance caught my eye. It was Will and I, on our trip to the beach. I remembered the Florida weather was perfect that day, the sun perfectly capturing the golden essence of Will's hair. He had just proposed the week before, and we were just winding down from that high.

I didn't want to be too late, so I left the apartment. After traipsing down three flights of stairs, I hit the sidewalk. The flower shop, owned by his friend, Lou Ellen, owned the place, so I thought I'd stop by. She wouldn't be too surprised. It was just around the corner- here it is.

The cute little bell above the door chimed, signaling my entrance. Buckets of all sorts of flowers lines the walls and aisles. I saw the roses in the corner, so I went and picked one out. It was your typical red rose, de-thorned. I saw Lou step out from a back room and wave. I gave her a small smile in return and made my way to the counter.

"You're going to see Will today, huh?

"Yeah, I am. Usual order please, add the rose."

She set out a sheet of tissue paper and went to find the usual lilies that I requested. They were a simple white, with long petals. She plucked the rose put of my hand and set it in the center of the pile of lilies. She rolled them up in the paper, and cut a snippet of thin white ribbon to tie it together. She thrust the flowers to me, a small tear running down her cheek.

"Consider these a gift from me. I care about Will just like you."

I thanked her and left. I would have to drive to our meeting place, so I headed back to my apartment. I found my car in the lot and hopped in. As I backed out, one of my favorite songs came on the radio; You are My Sunshine. I knew the lyrics by heart. Will and I used to sing this song all the time together.

The lyrics tasted bittersweet in my mouth as I drove. I could feel tears slip down my face as my mouth formed each word. Soon, I started driving on the now familiar open space. Gray dots sprinkled the area, along with spots of color every now and then. I finally found the entrance, a rusting archway with the words "Sunset Cemetery" on it. I hated that arch; I wish the dead got a little more respect than a rusty sign. The small roads that lined the field were quite bumpy, jostling the car with every pothole.

When I got to the section reserved by the Solaces, I stopped. There were a couple of other headstones, both with names of his older grandparents who had lived a long life. But in the center was not a grave belonging to someone old; it was for Will. The words on the stone were starting to fade now, as it had been a year.

I always kept a lawn chair in my trunk, so I pulled it out and set it up. The flowers were still in the front seat, so I took those out too. They slid in perfectly to the flower holder embedded in the ground. I knelt down and brushed my hand against the cold stone.

"Will."

Just speaking his name was painful.

"I-I love you. I love the moments when we would curl up into each other while watching Doctor Who, I love when you would take me home after a long day at work, and I love waking up next to you after a wild night. Being without you is killing me."

I twirled my wedding band around my finger. We kind of took the typical gay route and got correlating rings, but we loved them. They were the sun and moon; I have the moon. Part of me wanted to lock it away safely in a box forever and the rest of me wanted to chuck it across the cemetery.

I stood up, packed away the unused lawn chair and got into the driver's seat. Then, I just cried.

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Okay, I'm posting this after three hours of state testing. I'm literally dead, more than usual. My current teacher for this hour is amazing and is letting us recover :) hope you liked this oneshot!