once upon a time there was a me who didn’t always think about solangelo whenever i saw something cute. anyway, i was in paris for a week and let me tell you a few things.
first off, nico and will are the kind of couple that you see bickering around and sending death glares across the room and would never in a million years believe to be this close to getting married
three days before their (small, intimate, very private and toned down) wedding and they still haven’t bothered to tell everyone, only the ones who are supposed to be there
(like, will runs into some of their acquaintances from chb and they stop to catch up and “wait, what, you’re getting married??? to who???” “ummm nico?” “you’re still together????”)
(will doesn’t get why everyone’s so surprised but then he gets home and nico says “whadap asshole” in greeting and he’s like oh yeah, that’s why)
anyway, they’re not affectionate when they’re around people, but when they’re alone…
kisses so soft that they make clouds jealous
smiles bright enough to power new york city for a whole month
tiny lingering touches and words so sweet that everyone in a mile’s radius gets diabetes
so don’t you dare tell me that nico and will wouldn’t go to paris for their honeymoon
because they definitely would
and they get the honeymoon suite from one of the most expensive hotels they can find, with a generous balcony overlooking the city, and will might be a little uncomfortable with spending so much money at first but then again, nico is the child of the god of underworld, money is Not A Problem
nico makes reservations to have dinner at the eiffel tower when the sun sets, and will teases him half way through the first course to hide how touched he is
will books them a trip to a winery, and they spend the whole day walking around hand in hand and stealing kisses behind their wine glasses
nico insists on visiting versailles, and they make a list of pros and cons on redecorating their bedroom to look like marie antoinette’s
(also selfies in the garden with the god statues, sending them to everyone and especially their dads. nico finds apollo’s bath grove especially hilarious.)
“will, we did not fly all the way to europe just to go to disneyland”
“but you have to admit that now that we’re here it would be a crime not to go”
they definitely go to disneyland and nico loves every second of watching will’s face light up and the fireworks reflecting from his eyes
(the food isn’t half bad either but there’s no way nico is going to tell will that)
picnic on champs de mars is apparently a Thing, so of course they do that, and feed each other cheese and grapes and strawberries, and they’re so sickly sweet that if someone they knew saw them they wouldn’t be recognized
walks along the riverside at night, watching the city lights and stopping to take pictures every now and then, kissing under the moonlight with the eiffel tower on the background
(that picture instantly gets over three thousand likes on instagram)
on their last night there they walk across pont neuf and enjoy the lights and the glint of hundreds of locks on the rails, and nico digs one from his pocket and shows will the engraved together forever
and it’s such a clichée and corny and even the engraving is more tacky than actually sweet, but in that moment will can’t really think of anything that would have been more perfect
so they place the lock to a corner where they can find a small vacant place, and they throw the key to the river, and will kisses nico for a long time until a boat comes from under the bridge and partygoers start shouting at them
and if they make it a habit to visit every few years to make sure the lock is still on place no one has to know
on the plane back to the states nico is sleeping against will’s shoulder and will keeps scrolling the pictures they took, playing with nico’s fingers with his other hand
two weeks in paris might not be enough, but that only means will can start planning for the second honeymoon, right?
(the second honeymoon is definitely venice and i will fight you for this)
(somehow they end up going on a trip every year for their anniversary and call it a honeymoon, sometimes jokingly and sometimes less jokingly)