Solangelo Oneshots

Musical Misdeameanors Oneshot

***For my fellow Hamiltrash***
Nico's POV
Nico and Will have been dating for a few months. Takes place after BOO.

Will and I sat at the dining pavilion, playing mythomagic an hour after everyone else had finished lunch and gone back to their cabins to tidy up for inspection. We'd cleaned our cabins the night before just to spend these few hours together after lunch. Will dropped his pieces onto the table in surrender. He looked up at me, dejected. "You win."

I smiled, kissing him on the cheek as I swept the game pieces back into their drawstring bag. Will blushed. Kissing him like that was something I wouldn't have dreamed of doing just a few months ago, but he had changed me for the better. I was much more comfortable showing affection in public now. Suddenly Will smiled, and his eyes lit up. "Let's go take a nap." He grabbed my hand, dragging me off to the Hades cabin. I let him lead me. I was pretty tired. Then again, I was always tired.

Annabeth had just stepped out onto the porch, apparently having just finished inspecting my cabin. I caught a glimpse of her clipboard as I stumbled along behind my boyfriend, and saw that she'd given me a 9/10. Not bad. I heard Annabeth giggle behind me, "Got somewhere to be, you two?" She turned and shot me a wink.

I stuck my tongue out at her. She just smiled and made her way across the lawn to Percy's cabin. Hmm. Got somewhere to be, Annabeth? I thought smugly. The smug look was wiped off my face, however, when I turned around and found myself heading straight for the wall. SMACK!

Will pulled me into the room, laughing uncontrollably as I rubbed my forehead in pain. He fell to the floor, clutching his stomach. I just grabbed a blanket off the couch, wrapped it around my shoulders and threw myself onto the bed. I expected Will to climb in next to me, but he kept laughing. Soon enough his chuckles softened until I couldn't hear him at all. After about 30 seconds, I got suspicious. I turned around to find my precious boyfriend sound asleep on the floor. Damn, he really was tired. I sat down next to him and ran my fingers through his thick, soft hair. He woke up, muttering "Sorry, sorry, let's... blanket... nap." I wrapped my arms around his torso and helped him to his feet. Will stood, shakily, and we both collapsed onto my bed. I assumed my routine sleeping position on the right side of the Queen-sized mattress, and Will rolled over, wrapping his arm around my torso and nuzzling the back of my neck. We stayed like this for about ten minutes, until Will shifted slightly and whispered, "By the way, I bought us two tickets to see Hamilton in NYC on Thursday."

I. HAD. A. FANBOY. ATTACK.

I screeched so loud I'm sure every monster in the area could hear. I whirled around, my shirt twisting uncomfortably underneath me. I didn't care. To keep myself from hyperventilating and going into shock, I grabbed Will and kissed the hell out of him. We spent the next few hours not sleeping, but singing every word to every Hamilton song, in order. Needless to say, I was pretty excited.

A/N: I know it's short, but I might make a part two if you all like this. Tell me if you want me to continue it.