#solangelooooooooooooooooooooooo

okay another hc, because the devil couldn't reach me so he gave me the thousand of ideas and give me the heavy writerblock and take away my ability to write a proper writing - 1 eversince he was little, Will often see Naomi take skincare and she offered him too (yknow the cetaphil moist for kids and allat) and entering the Camp Half-Blood, the puberty hits and all,, he starts to take care of himself starting from moist and all, he even sometimes feel insecure with his freckles and stubborn hyperpigmentation marks ( well I guess, despite the apollo kids' charm, hyperpigmentation is a bitch ) while Nico Di Angelo, despite his journey, has a smooth olive skin he is and has no marks whatsoever. and I can imagine Will freaking out hearing Nico never know what's moisturizer even are Will : What do you MEAN you don't know what these are? Nico: I just knew this??? how do you do this, Will? Will : but your skin is- your face is- WHAT???? (someone please correct me how this work, I'm open for discussion hmu!!!!)

2 coming from the first headcanon, Nico often come into Apollo cabin in their facemask routine, or even their gossip-y night routine. at first, it was cute just being among Will, Kayla and Austin's colorful faces (Will using niacinamide, Kayla using Hyaluronic Acid and Austin using Vitamin C, TRUST) and then Will came at him, asking him to facemask together with him and with that beautiful, clear blue eyes looking at him, hopeful, who could say no to him? Nico? as if so Nico stuck, and pretending like he doesn't like it and it's sticky and weird and all (he likes it, it smell like peach and nice strawberry, but he would never say that) and without him realizing,,,, Kayla painted his nails black he loves it though, adores it even. his fingers with black nails tracing Will's honey skin with freckles? yeah but he would never say that

“It’s okay, you dork. I knew there was shifts change so I went here instead. the weather was calming anyway and it doesn’t bother me. how are you feeling, Solace?” sweet apollo, he’s beautiful. how did Will get to deserve him?

“fine, but better since I now see my beautiful boyfriend in front of me.” Nico chuckles as Will sat down beside him, putting the two journals—black and yellow—beside the picnic basket. “you sappy dork, seriously cheesy? this early?” Will kiss his boyfriend’s cheek as an answer. “it’s never too early to compliment my lover.” then there was the comfortable silence, as if there were words that cannot be spoken but enough to tell how in love they are. how comfortable they are with eachother’s presence.

it’s been one year since the tartarus visit. since they help Bob the Titan escape and be free. since they both had Cocoa Puffs to take care as they scatter around like blobs. they have been dating for two years. two years. how crazy is that? they sure has a lot of talk after that, hell they even cuddled in peace after that. ‘cause no matter what, a tartarus visit or even a daily life in Camp Half-Blood, they know they can face it as long they’re together. they may not Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase, but they have eachother, and it’s enough.

“so, who’s journal are we going to read first?” Will finally open voice, despite the comfort he found in his partner’s present.

“yours.”

“boooo~ no, you first.”

“why do I even argue?”

“because you love me.”

“do I?” Nico’s answer was an immediate whine from Will.

“oh please you’re being dramatic! hurry up if you want to read mine, or I’m going to read yours—“ Nico was already reaching for the yellow journal when Will immediately snatched the black journal and reads it out loud.

“ 1, Fall. you wrote seasons in your journals too?” Nico groans as he just let Will rests his head atop of his lap, stroking the soft, blonde curls. “sweet hades, just read it already!” Will grins wider as he catch the glimpse of Nico’s reddening ears. beautiful. of course he’s beautiful, it’s the Nico Di Angelo after all. Angel is his name.

“ Will Solace told me (us actually ). to have this journal thing going on. said that it was apart of healing from the journey. so here I am.

I’m bad with words actually— that’s a lie! those poetry? Nico, you’re under-grading yourself!” Nico rolled his eyes at this sentences and mutter a soft “continue reading it. you’re embarassing me, Solace.”

“but since I have Solace in front of me, smiling as he write his own journal, I will try. It’s crazy, really, whatever he can do to me with only such smile in beautifully carved face of his.

he has a really bushy blonde curls, which are very soft if you stroke your hands across. his shampoo smells both mint and daisy, I hate to admit how I love the smell of his. the mixture of mint, daisy and herbs with faint traces of infirmary alcohol and medical supplies. he’s Will Solace after all. I often wonder how come he always look majestically ethereal in everyway whatsoever. he’s so full of life, just like persephone’s garden, he is full of life, no matter how death is around him.

if you’re wondering, I just got back from tartarus. that place which I worry so much how it affects my boyfriend. I’m just happy he’s recovering with me, but I often feel like I’m dragging him so much into my mess. but he always assure me that he volunteers himself into these ‘mess’ so I guess, he’s my everything. my warmth and home.

this morning, he woke me up and asked me to go on a picnic date. he had this beaming laugh and was glowing from the morning sunlight.

why does he have to be so beautiful all the time?

ugh I hate him. (“no you don’t!”) anyway, he then took out two notebooks, one in golden yellow—which is his—and black—which is mine, and it is you. he explained his whole plan to have these journal as a therapy as he keep fidgeting on his gold chain nervously. I found him both adorable and concerning. despite the morning and how I look like shit, he’s attractive in the most incredible way. I wonder if he’s using his glow power at that point, because he looks absolutely stunning.

“Nico, would you fill the journal for me? and then we can read it in our next anniversary—oh! and happy one year anniversary! I apologize that I’m late to say this to you because of this tartarus things going on. and I know we’ve talked a lot. like, a lot. but I can’t help that I love talking!” but I just want to say how happy I am to be with you and how I adore you. I love being your ‘significant annoyance’ and if I may, I’d love to grow old with you. you can always talk to me, you know? I’m your boyfriend—one year at that! how exciting!!

you deserve to be loved and I’m proud of you for staying this far. your life has been pretty hard and no, you don’t deserve all those bad things which happened to you. I’m here, and always going to be. I’m here and Will—great pun? I’m sorry—trust you and accept your darkness. tell me more about you—if you are comfortable with that. tell me how I can love you right. tell me because I don’t want you to feel like I’m ‘fixing’ you. all I want is to take care of you, sweetheart. my grumpy ball of darkness. I don’t want to—“ and then I shut him up with a kiss.

he tasted like the golden oreos he just ate. he’s warm, as always. he’s beautiful, and he’s mine.

“being sappy in this morning, Solace? happy anniversary too, you dork. I’m sorry that I can’t speak the way you just throw up the words, but trust me, I love you too.”

he’s all red and I laugh. how easy I laugh when it comes to him? and he laugh to. oh sweet hades, he laugh. and the sound made my stomach feel like a thousand skeletal butterflies. I really have to thank Naomi Solace for giving birth to such fine young man in front of me.

is this what love and happiness feel like? it feels foreign, yet strangely, I crave for more. Hades had told me to be happy, and I’ve let go of Bianca and Mother’s death. life has been pretty hard, and knowing you’re a demigod will never be easy, but with Will. I feel like everything’s possible.

I feel extra sappy, but what do I do to deserve such solace in front of me?”

“and all of this is just the first page? sweet apollo, you’re amazing!” Will’s eyes brightens as he gaze upon his partner. flustered and tinted red on his skin from ear to ear. “until you see where I’m being dramatic on our fight that one time”

“ugh that one serious fight, we had a terrible miscommunication back there. I love you, you know that?” Nico smiled, faintly. “I wonder how dramatic you are in your journal, Solace.” “definitely not every page, but that one fight journal was in tears.”

“oh you dork. now come on, let’s eat from the basket. how was cecil’s injury?” Nico caresses Will cheek.