#solangelo tickles

“..I mean,” Nico trailed off with a shrug, squeezing the son of Apollo's hand. “What's done is done right? There.. isn't much you can do to fix it.”

“Sure I can. I'm a healer, I can fix anything. C’mere, Neeks, just let me hold you?” He offered with a slight nervous smile.

Nico stares at him for a second, before shrugging again. Gods, he was not good at this whole ‘emotion’ thing.

“I'm taking that as a yes.” Will huffed, shifting more onto the bed before pulling Nico up from under his arms and into his chest instead. “See? It's nice.”

“I never said that it wasn’t. What I will say is that you are a literal human heater.” Nico commented as his hands wrapped around his partner's waist and joined at his back.

“I'm the kid of a sun god. It's kinda a given, Nico.” Will hummed softly, “And anyways.. You’re freezing all the time. So, it's kinda perfect, don't you think?”

“..I guess.” Nico mumbled, sinking into the other’s arms. Will frowned from the lack of response, grip tightening a little. “Are you gonna talk about it?” He asked in a low voice, looking down at the boy in his arms. His boy.

“..No.” Nico whispered, not speaking anymore than he had too. “Okay.” Will murmured simply, a beat of comfortable silence passing before he continued. “Are you gonna act on it, at least? Can’t sit here sulking forever, you need sleep at some point.”

Nico winced slightly at the thought of having to go back to sleep and having a chance to dream those dreams again, a heavy breath leaving his lips. “..Act? How am I meant to act on this?” he replied, tone a little sarcastic.

“Well, I meant I’d act on it. Distract you, make you feel better?” Will offered, “Maybe then you could get some shut-eye.” 

Nico shrugged, again, not offering any other input. “Do what you want.”

Will scoffed, “Do what I want? That's dangerous, Nico. And unhelpful. But fine, if you insist, I’ll do what I want..”

The stupid grin on Will’s face was enough to make Nico smile, but his boyfriend seemed to have other plans to make it happen. Will’s hands moved to rest on the others’ sides, gently rubbing up and down.

Nico immediately tensed to the touch, teeth biting down on his lip. “Wait- wait, wait, I’m..”

“You’re what?” Will grinned, tilting his head down at him. “What am I waiting for?”

“..I..” he sighed, squirming a little when the hands on him started to move again. “This is dumb. And, childish, and..”

“Well, we aren’t adults. We’re allowed to be childish.” Will pointed out in that matter of fact tone he loved to lecture with, as if he was completely unaware how Nico was melting under his hands.

Nico couldn’t bring himself to answer that, half because of how stupidly right he was and half from the hands that were slowly dragging up his ribs. He let out a breathless chuckle, which was more than enough in his humble opinion.

“There we go, just relax.” Will cooed in a way that made Nico want to crawl to the underworld and hide until the end of time (which was probably a little dramatic, but it seemed to be a pretty good substitute in the moment), his hands gently skittering across the bones there.

On instinct, Nico’s arms jerked back sharply to try and protect the skin and shove his boyfriends hands away. Will simply laughed, simply moving down and squeezing his hips instead making him jerk forwards into him with a yelp. 

“Asshole,” Nico whispered breathlessly, trying to hold his laugh back as much as he could manage. 

“Hey!” Will huffed, fingers gently spidering the skin of his hips and sides only enough to keep him giggling. “I said relax. Doctors order, because gods know you need to.” 

“You're not even a dohoho- a doctor.” The son of hades insisted, even though his attempt at teasing was laced with breathy soft giggles that were so horrifically out of character for him.

“Well, I'm the best you’ll get at this camp, so, what I say goes.” Will rolled his eyes fondly, not taking his eyes off the boy as his fingertips moved between their bodies to get at his stomach.

Nico immediately folded forward, giggling uncharacteristically sweetly which eventually edged into a quiet laugh. “Nono- no!” He managed an exclaimed whisper, head thumping to rest on Will’s shoulder and his hands shooting to swat at the others’.

“No? Why not?” Will replied with a fake pout, “is it too bad here? Huh, Neeks? Too ticklish here?” He emphasised, a smile of his own now on his face. Sometimes he really forgets how head over heels he is. Luckily, moments like this exist to remind him.

“Shut. Up!” Nico grumbled, sounding much more like a whine than he’d like. He could feel how hot his face was, and judging from how smug his boyfriend was being, he probably could too. “Oh, please,” Will scoffed, nails gently moving upwards and scribbling against the others’ upper belly. “You love my voice, darlin’.” He continued, that stupidly attractive southern accent Nico had a love-hate relationship with. Somehow, that made everything so much worse for Nico. The feeling of fireworks exploding across his skin mixed with the butterflies fluttering around in his stomach proved to maybe be the most flustering combination he’s ever experienced, and the child of Apollo was everything but humble about being the one behind it. “Nothin’ to say, Neeks?” Will chuckled, leaning back to try and get a peak of Nico’s expression- but, he only pushed his face further into his shoulder. It was somewhat refreshing hearing ‘the great ghost king’ be turned into a blushy, squirming mess. Gods, he was practically overheating. Nico’s hands were torn between pressing against his face or ripping Will’s hands off of him. But, he’ll be honest to himself, he doesn’t want the latter. He wants to say something, probably something sarcastic and mean, but he really doesn’t think he’ll be able to say anything scary without giggling like an idiot.

“Wihill,-” Nico finally managed after a beat, only lifting his head up slightly so he could breathe between giggles. “ih’im gonna kill yohou, stop!” He got out, before adding a mumbled ‘please.’ at the end.

At that, Will let up and instead rubbed the skin he’d previously attacked, trying to ease the tingling a little. “I’m sorry.” he said eventually, but the tone in his voice heavily suggested otherwise. “But you feel lighter, right?”

“..I..” Nico’s voice gave out with a soft noise of debate, fully melted onto the other’s shoulder at this point. “..Yeah, I… Guess.”

“Yeah?” Will repeated hopefully, a little relieved. “Good. Seriously, I’m glad.”

Nico hummed in response, a soft yawn leaving his lips. He practically was laying on top of Will, and that’s a position he wouldn’t dare to be seen in with anyone else, and honestly? Will felt honored to be that special.

“See? Flawless method.” Will chuckled at the sight, arms moving to wrap around Nico and rest at his back. “I told you I could fix it.” He murmured, tone a little quieter as he pulled the boy in his arms to lay down against the mattress with him. “A murder attempt isn’t fixing it.” Nico grumbled, but he was anything but grumpy. Will could probably feel the smile on his lips on his shoulder. “Oh, you’re dramatic, ain’t cha?” The blonde replied with a scoff, “But, I’ll let it slide this time.” He hummed, leaning to press a little closer. “I’m assuming I'm sleepin' here tonight, then?”