Solangelo Soulmate Ink AU:
In case some one doesn’t know, A Soulmate Ink AU is this thing in which whatever marks your soulmate gets on their skin, tattoos/markers or pen marks, appear on you
Nico turned in bed as light flooded through the window of his room, which he shared with Jason in their shared apartment. He didn’t want to get up. Morning were too bright, too busy for him.
But there was school. And Nico, despite hating school in general, didn’t want to miss his first class, which was English, but they didn’t do much of anything, except read books from Mrs. Ros’s incredible collection of books. Nico likes to read, despite his dyslexia, and this was the place to do it.
He rolls out of bed, blinking his eyes repeatedly. He throws on a shirt and walks into the kitchen, where Jason was already eating cereal. The blond boy looks up. “Hey, Nico. Finally got up I— oh my gods!”
The boy drops his spoon, staring at Nico’s arm. “What did your Soulmate DO?”
Nico blinks, and slowly looks at his arm. ‘Not again, please not again …’
From a few inches over his wrist to his shoulder, his arms were completely covered in countless of scribbles. Some were black, others green, and some were even pink. Flowers, smiley faces, stick figures, everywhere.
Why? Why does his Soulmate let this happen to himself? Over the last few months, Nico has been waking up to scribbles similar to these ones, and his Soulmate didn’t seem to care. Nico had asked them a few weeks back. His Soulmate was apparently staying with their aunt and uncle, who had many kids, most young. They like to doodle on them, and the Soulmate simply said he thought it was cute. Nico doesn’t.
Jason is looking at him sympathetically. “That’s got to suck. I thought you told them to stop?”
Nico grumbles. “I did. They seem to be quite stubborn.”
He turns to his room to find a marker. He picks up a wide black one, and in big letters, writes ‘WASH IT OFF YOU STUPID MULE’ onto his arm.
Only seconds later, he gets a reply. 'I don’t want to.’
'I need to go to school, ant it’s to hot to wear a sweater. Wash. It. Off.’
'I’m starting a new school today, and I don’t care.’
Nico curses under his breath. 'I’m not you.’
'But you’re meant to be with me. So deal with it.’ The sassy writing appears.
'Keep telling yourself that, Sunshine.’
'Do NOT call me Sunshine.’
'Will do, Sunshine. Will. Haha.’
'I don’t get why you’re laughing, I don’t care why you’re laughing. Please go die.’
And with that, Nico throws the marker onto a table, and goes get ready for school.
Will sighs. Another argument with his supposed love of his life. He wonders how they’ll ever get along.
“Will, could ya’ get yourself somethin’ to eat, darlin’? I gotta get to work early, ya’ know how it is.” He hears his aunt call. He smiles at her Southern accent, reminding him too much of his mom.
He comes down. “No problem. Do you need some help loading everything into the car?” He asks as he watched his aunt struggle with her bags. His uncle had already left to drop the kids at school, so Will was the only one left.
His aunt smiles. “Don’t worry yourself, sweetheart. Ya’ go and find yourself somethin’ to eat, Lord knows ya’ll need it. New school an’ all.” With this, the woman walks out the door, into the driveway of the house.
Will closes the door behind her, and makes himself some eggs. New school, huh? Hopefully, he thinks while making some eggs, it’ll be better than the last one.
“Here’s your schedule, sweetie. Hazel will show you to your first class.” The office lady tells him, handing him a piece of paper and motioning to a girl nearby, with curly golder-brown hair and amber-like eyes. The girl stands and walks over to me, nodding to the woman, before motioning for me to follow.
We start down the hallway. “So, you’re new here. What’s your schedule?” Hazel asks.
Will hands her the paper. “Uh, it seems I have English first, with Mrs. Ros. And uh, I’m Will. Will Solace.”
The girls, despite seeming to be a Sophomore, is a bit intimidating. (BTW, idk what Will’s birthday is, so let’s just say he’s older than Nico but in the same grade.)
“Hazel Levesque. You’ll be having a few classes with my brother.” She replies. “Including English. I’ll point him out to you. You have first, third, fourth, and seventh with him. English, Biology, Gym, and Art.”
I smile a little, not sure how to reply. He hoped the brother was t as scary as the sister. “Thanks. I hope I get along with him.”
At this she smiles a little. “Don’t count on it. Especially today. He texted me that his Soulmate has a bunch of colored doodles on his arm, and now he has to deal with them.”
Will blinks. That sounded similar to his situation.
They reach a door. Hazel knocks, and seconds later, it’s opened by a teacher. She beams. “Hello, Hazel dear! Is this the new student? Come in, come in.”
Will step into the room, and Hazel does as well. She taps his shoulder. “Over in the corner, the boy sitting alone with the black hoodie? That’s my brother. His name is Nico. He probably won’t kill you.”
The boy looks up momentarily. Will blinks. 'Damn, he’s cute.’ Big chocolaty dark brown eyes, thick and messy black hair, pale skin. The boy waves a slender hand at his sister, who looks nothing like him. Hazel smiles back, then points at Will. 'Be nice.’ She mouths.
Nico rolls his eyes, but nods as of to humor her. He gives Will a once-over, then quickly looks down back at his book.
Hazel shrugs. “That’s Nico. He’s a bit anti social, and snappy, and has low patience, but he’s not mean. Sorta. Anyway, he’ll try his best not to kill you.”
Will nods, not at all convinced. Cute and violent. Sounds like a dangerous combination. But still, he couldn’t quite stop the butterflies in his stomach as Mrs. Ros hands Hazel a chocolate, letting the girl leave, therefore leaving Will alone. He surveys the room, and seeing no other place to sit, walks over to Nico’s table.
“Um, uh, hi.” Will tells the boy.
Nico looks up again, his big eyes focusing on Will. “Hi.”
Will stares at him. Nico sighs. “Name’s Nico di Angelo. If Hazel told you I was going to kill you, I won’t. Probably. If you’re scared, go sit with the Stoll brothers.” He gestures at two boys who were reading visual novels while occasionally stealing their classmates supplies.
Will looks back at Nico. “I’m Will Solace. And I think I’m alright here.”
Nico shrugs. “Your choice, Sunshi—” He bites his cheek, as if surprised by the words.
He turns back down to his book.
Sunshine. That’s what Will always call his Soulmate.
The cite boy did make his morning somewhat better. Will. Will Solace. He was taller than Nico, with wavy golden hair and bright sparkling blue eyes. He reminded him a bit of Jason, but their air was completely different. Jason was, in a word, more like lightning, thanks to his love of storms and spur of the moment ideas. Will, if anything, reminded him more of sunshine, that being the reason in which Nico almost called him that.
Will was very pretty. Very. And Nico was pretty sure he picked up on a Southern accent. When the boy first walked in and Nico looked him over, he couldn’t help but to feel flustered. He seemed so, well, sunshiny. This kind of personality sometimes annoyed Nico, bug there was something that let Will pull it off.
Ugh. It was way too hot to be waring a hoodie. His thoughts circled back to his Soulmate. Stupid scribbles.
The rest of English class had gone quietly, Will mentioning their other classes together. Nico had felt a bit happy about their similar schedule, but was pretty sure Will was planning to avoid him.
Then came Biology. Again, Will sat with Nico. He looks up at the uncertain blue eyed boy. “Feel free to sit. The chair won’t bite.”
Will raises an eyebrow, which Nico finds impossibly attractive. “And whatta 'bout you?”
Had to be a Southern accent.
Will shirts and sits down, although he still looks nervous. They talk more this time around. Will asks him where Nico’s from (Italy) (That apparently “Explains the accent. Pretty cool.”), if Hazel and him are really related (half-siblings), and a few other things.
The boys walk out of class together after turning in a worksheet. “Uh, I have Gym now. Hazel mentioned that you do to. Could ya'—could you show me where it is?”
Nico raises at the correction of his accent. “Sure, Southie.”
Will looks at him. “What?”
“Your accent. It’s not too strong, but it’s there.”
The boys walk into the Gym room, were they are greeted by a middle age man. “Hey, Cupcakes! You’re the new student, I take it? Well, you’re in for a treat. Since it’s so hot, we’re using the pools today! You got your school issued swim suit, right, Cupcake?”
Will is silent for a second, as he takes in the Gym Coach. “Yeah, I mean, yes. I have it. Uh,” he glances at his schedule. “Coach Hedge.”
The mans nods appreciatively. “What’s your name, Cupcake?”
Nico chuckles silently. Will looks like he’s waiting for a bomb to drop.
“Well, Solace, di Angelo will show you to the lockers.”
Nico guides Will to the changing room, and realizes. Pool. Changing. Scribbles.
Damn it. Fudging damn it.
Will takes a pen out of his pocket, writing on his hand. 'Hey, I have Gym, and we’re going to use the pools. The drawings will be in open view.’
A couple seconds later, his Soulmate answers. 'How coincidental. I’m in the same situation. I hate you.’
A small drawing of a skill show up, with the caption 'I will murder you.’
His Soulmate doesn’t reply. Besides my shower stall, Nico grumbles something and turns the water on. I catch a few words. “Stupid scribbles— Murder —Ugh.”
At the same time, the answers of my Soulmate being to disappear, as if they are being washed away. My eyes widen. It’s just a coincidence. They have the to go to the pool too. It just happens to be at the same time as Nico.
Will turns on the water and watches as part of the scribbles disappear or fade, although many don’t go away completely.
A few minutes later, we both turn the water and walk out, letting some other boys file into the showers. Nic has a towel around his shoulders, which causes him to look absolutely adorable.
He looks over at me, then away again. I raise my eyebrows. I’m not using a towel, and am only wearing the swim trunks. Is Nico flustered? I don’t think he’s … Well, gay, but what if?
He looks back at me, not looking below my neck. “Pool’s over here.” He walks towards a door, and opens it. But I’m not paying so much attention to that as to his legs.
We walk outside, and I take notice of a blond girl sitting outside the pool with a timer, and a boy with dark hair doing laps. The boy reaches the end, and the girl presses the button. “Good job Percy! That took about three seconds less than last week.”
The boy makes unenthusiastic jazz hands. “Three seconds! Yes, very good job me!”
The girl rolls her eyes and slaps his shoulder, then looks up. “Hey Nico.”
“Hi Annabeth. Hey Percy.” The dark haired boy greets them. “This is Will Solace, he’s new.”
The two smile at Will. “Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson.” The girl says.
Percy squints at me, then Nico. “Is this one your type?” He asks Nico.
Annabeth looks up at the sky and mutters something, while Nico glares at Percy. “Are you ever going to let that go? Is it that hard to accept that I don’t like you anymore? Plus, you have a girlfriend, and she is right there. And I barely know Will.”
Will shakes his head confused. “I’m tempted to not even ask.”
Annabeth looks at Nico, who frowns, then shrugs. “Well,” she starts. “Nico used to like Percy. Last year, Nico told Percy about it, but also that he was over it because Percy wasn’t Nico’s type. Now Seaweed Brain over here is still hanged up about it, since even if he doesn’t feel that way about Nico, he can’t believe he isn’t his type.”
Well then. Nico was gay. Who would have thought?
Percy looks at Will’s arm. “Dude, what’s with all the scribbles? Did your Soulmate do that?”
“Actually, well, my cousins like to draw on me, and I let them. The agitated, faded black writing is my Soulmate wishing me death.”
The couple blinks. “Wow.”
But it’s Nico that catches his attention. He stares at Will’s arm, then his face, then, while using the towel as a cover, he looks at his arm.
He looks back up at Will, walks towards him and … .
Pushes him into the pool.
Will’s arms flail, and he looses balance, and fall, creating a large splash. He’s submerged in water for a second, the swim up. He break the surface.
“What was that for!?” Will complains.
Nico drops the towel, showing him his arm. Will’s eyes widen. “No way … .”
The four of us are all quiet for a moment. Then Nico balls up the towel, and throws it at Will’s face. “I am going to murder you.”
Will looks up at him. “Sorry, Sunshine, but that’s not Soulmate etiquette.”
Will grabs his foot, pulling Nico in. The smaller boy yelps, falling into Will. They go under the surface, and Will quickly kisses Nico’s cheek. They swim back up.
Nico splutters, blushing.“I am not sure whether to break your arm, or celebrate.” His voice sounds shocked and flustered, causing his Italian accent to thicken.
Will grins. “The way I see it, ya’ finally got yourself a type, Sunshine. That’s sounds like somethin’ to celebrate 'bout.”
Nico’s face flushes more, and Will hear him mumble 'stupid accent.’ He comes closer to Will and splashes his face. “Sorry Percy! You lose!”
Annabeth laughs. While the couple banters with each other, Nico turns to Will, and pecks his lips. Now it’s Will turn to blush. “I still plan to kill you.”
“Feel free to kill me with love, Sunshine.”
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This is my first go at a Soulmate AU, not to mention my first real Tumblr post, and Solangelo writing piece. Sorry if it sucks. Please leave constructive criticism!
