Pillow Fight
A/N: HAPPY THANKSGIVING MY FELLOW AMERICANS. And happy Thursday (or Friday if Iām too late) to everyone else. I am thankful for each and every one of you following me, reading my stuff, or waiting for my posts (lookin at that coffee shop AU -_-). This is not a Thanksgiving fic, but we can be thankful for Solangelo and fanfiction itself today :) Also this is based on this prompt
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Will could not find his boyfriend anywhere.
He had been looking for Nico all afternoon. He saw Nico at breakfast this morning, so he knew he at least had woken up. Then Will had a short shift at the infirmary, during which Nico had not shown up. Itās not like he came every time, so this wasnāt out of the ordinary.
After his shift, Will thought heād spend some time with his boyfriend. So, he checked the training arena first. Nico was almost always there sparring or practicing. Will was only met with Percyās sword lesson, no son of Hades in sight. Will watched for a little anyways. He always thought little kids with swords were the cutest, and most dangerous, things in camp. With a sigh, he moved on to continue the search.
Will went to the beach, hoping to find Nico sitting on the docks. Sometimes he would go there and just look out over the lake. Will would accompany him at times ā some of Willās favorite memories were right there at the waterās edge. They would talk about things in their pasts, the ridiculous stunts campers would pull, or nothing at all, simply enjoying each otherās company. Will smiled at the memories as he made his way to the beach. Unfortunately, his boyfriend wasnāt here either. Another sigh, and Will was walking to the next location.
He ran through everywhere: the archery range, lava wall, pavilion, his own cabin, the infirmary, nothing. Will had checked Nicoās cabin earlier in the day, but he wasnāt there. Will figured he couldāve gone back by now. If not, then he probably wasnāt even at camp. His father would call him away on small missions every once in a while. Nico always told Will first, though, so he didnāt think Nico had left camp.
Will walked back towards Cabin 13, trying to remember if Nico had said anything was going on. Will knocked lightly on the door. āNico? Are you in there?ā He got no response. It was mid-afternoon, so he didnāt really think heād be interrupting any sleep. Will knocked again, a bit harder. āNico? Itās Will, Iām coming in!ā
Will pushed the door in and was met with silence. It was dark, as the Hades cabin always was. They still had yet to fully redecorate the place, but at least they got new, non-coffin-looking beds. Will noticed all the pillows and blankets were piled up on one of the spare beds. Nicoās normal bed was stripped bare, so Will figured he must be washing them. He was concerned for a moment as to how they got dirty enough for Nico to wash them himself - an injury maybe? - but then he remembered Nicoās cleaning habit. At random times, Nico would just clean his cabin. Will wasnāt sure why, but it must have been calming to Nico in a way Will would never understand, because he didnāt like cleaning much at all.
Will shrugged and glanced at the mound of pillows and blankets. He wasnāt really tired, but he had just walked all over camp looking for his boyfriend. The big heap looked very inviting at the moment. So, Will trudged over to the spare bed and, with a loud sigh, flopped down onto the soft pile.
A muffled noise came out from somewhere beneath Will, but he could barely hear it over his dramatic sigh. Then suddenly, there was movement under the pillows and Will was kicked to the floor. Surprised, Will looked back up to the bed to see a dark head emerge from the white linen. Nico thrashed around, knocking most of the pillows to the floor. He sat up twisted in blankets and the worst case of bed head Will had ever seen on him. In his daze, he thought about how unfair it was that Nico could look so cute when Will literally just smashed him and apparently interrupted his nap.
āUmā¦ā Will started and Nicoās head snapped toward the sound. He squinted his eyes, still groggy from being woken up so suddenly.
āWill? Did you justā¦ sit on me?ā His brain, and irritation, was slowly catching up with the situation.
āI, uhā¦ why were you under there?ā Will couldnāt continue without answers.
Nico rolled his eyes. āSleeping, obviously.ā
āBut, itās the middle of the afternoon. Iāve been looking for you!ā
Nico only narrowed his eyes in response. He flipped over and Will thought he was going to go back to sleep. Will scrambled up from the ground just in time for Nico to swing around and fly a pillow into his face, sending Will back onto the ground.
Will sputtered as Nico said, āLeave me to my slumber.ā
Once he regained his senses, Will muttered, āOhhhh no you donāt.ā He grabbed the pillow Nico threw, stood up again, and flew the pillow right at Nicoās face.
Thus, the great pillow war began. With all of Nicoās pillows gathered in that one area, war was the only way to describe it. Dust and feathers (because of course Nico had actual feather pillows) flew as Nico and Will barraged each other with pillows. Will had even once managed to pull the blankets wrapped around Nico and make him fall down onto the bed. Then, of course, Will found himself in the same position when Nico yanked his foot out from under him. They got up and kept going.
Once the pillows were strewn all around the cabin, the boys giggled and threw themselves back onto the bed. As their laughter died down, Will found Nicoās hand and tangled their fingers together. They just laid there in comfortable silence, each soaking in the otherās company.
After a few minutes, Nico turned on his side towards Will, his hand still in Willās. āOkay, time for sleep.ā
āNico, itās still light outside.ā
āAnd you interrupted my nap, so I need to get back to it immediately.ā Nico closed his eyes as Will turned to him, mirroring his position.
āAw, but Iāve been looking for you all day!ā Will whined.
āAnd now youāve found me,ā Nico replied. āSo now, we sleep. You owe me cuddles for sitting on my face.ā
Will blushed a bit. āYou were buried, how was I supposed to know? Iām surprised you could even breathe under all that.ā Nico didnāt normally ask to cuddle, Will just kind of did it whenever they were close to each other in Nicoās cabin. This was new, and Will definitely liked it.
āIām just that good at napping. Now shush, no time for words.ā Nico pulled Will closer to him, nuzzling his face into Willās chest and draping an arm over him. Will melted into the contact and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy, threading his fingers into his black hair.
Will rubbed small circles into Nicoās back as they both drifted off to a happy nap.
