Schreibaufgaben - Joker - fürs Team

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Team: Hades
Challenge: Schreibaufgaben - Joker: Tabu - fürs Team
Fandom: Heroes of Olympus
Paring: Nico di Angelo/Will Solace
Wörter: 887
Kommentar: Ich hasse soul mate-AUs… Irgendwie sind und bleiben die creepy. Aber, ha, ein Tabu. Und ich mag den Anfang, aber dann musste ich das irgendwie zu einem Ende bringen und…egal, Endspurt. ;)


If Nico hadn't known better, he would have thought he was in love. The way his face heated up whenever Will threw one of his ubiquitous smiles in his direction, the sudden giddiness and the pool of warmth in his stomach were eerily familiar. However, this whole thing lacked the pain.

Of course, Will wasn't his soul mate.

It wasn't completely unheard of people falling in love with some random person and Nico even remembered romanticized tales of lovers ignoring the clear writing on their arms and following their hearts into inevitably doomed relationships. But eventually, everyone found their soul mate.

Nico had always thought that to be statistically improbable.

Of course that hadn't stopped a wide-eyed eleven-year old to stumble right into the heroic arms of Percy Jackson.

The name had already felt familiar on his tongue after all the years of reading it on his left arm, whispering it in the dark and imagining the person it was attached to. None of his daydreams had even come close to the real deal.

None of his daydreams had the name on Percy's arm read "Annabeth Chase", either.

No one told stories about people like Nico, whose soul mate had another name written on their wrist. Well, there had been a daily soap but that had involved flying horses and name tattoos that changed over time. It was ridiculous.

So, eleven-year old Nico had had his heart broken, shattered into thousand little needles that continued to rip him apart.

Twenty-two-year-old Nico, however, could feel the heat rising in his cheeks when Will Solace blew him a kiss across the room, because why not?

It didn't make sense.

It was ridiculous.

Yet, it didn't hurt. As much.

On a rainy Thursday afternoon, Will kissed Nico. Softly, sweetly, and Nico's lips began to tingle with warmth and want and...

"Will, what is the name on your arm?"

"Hu?" Will rolled up his sleeve. "You've never seen it before?" He held out his harm and Nico could make out beautiful orange script that read "Lou-Ellen Chaudary".

Now, it hurt.

"Shouldn't you… wait for her?"

Will laughed. "I already know her."

It was like discovering the writing on Percy's arm all over again. That was the part that had been missing before, the red-hot shards of something tearing away at Nico's innards. Yep, he was definitely in love. "What the fuck, Solace?"

Will raised one perfect, blond eyebrow. "What the fuck, di Angelo?"

"Why are you kissing me, when..."

"Because I love you." He'd imagined hearing that sentence far too often. In the last months even said by Will. Now, he wanted to strangle him.

"She's your soul mate!"

Will nodded. "Yeah, she is awesome."

Nico punched him in the face. Hard.

"What the fuck?!" There was blood running down his lip and it gave Nico a strange sense of satisfaction seeing him hurt. It also made his heart clench.

"You complete asshole, what are you doing here?! Why would you cheat on her?"

Will carefully dapped at the blood trickling down his chin. "I'm not cheating, you ass, how can you even think something like that?! She's like… my sister. Only better. She get's me, I get her, soul mates. It's great. She even listens to me when I ramble on for hours about how much I'm into this scrawny guy who lives next door."

"But..."

Will didn't give him time to protest. "Please don't tell me you buy into this Hollywood-'You have to bang your soul mate' thing. That is so ridiculous, as if there's nothing more important than having sex. Because, I'd really like to go down on you right now, but I would leave in a heartbeat if Lou-Ellen needed me."

Nico could only stammer something unintelligble, but Will didn't seem too concerned with that either way. "Oh god, you do believe in this bullshit! Oh my god! How… I mean, if you honestly believe we're meant to be neatly paired off in twos, how do you figure you could end up with Percy's name on your arm while he and Annabeth get each other?"

This time, he was actually waiting for an answer. One Nico really didn't want to give. But it was impossible not to give in, something about Will's eyes or the way he clenched his jaw...

"I figured, I was… broken."

Will stared at him, apparently for once not knowing what to say. It was a disconcerting sight. "Nico, that..."

"Forget I said anything!"

"But..."

"Just forget it, it's stupid and ridiculous and fucking painful and it really, really doesn't matter."

Will swallowed, hard. "It matters."

Nico shook his head violently. "No. I'm used to the pain, I feel weird when it isn't there."

"When… When isn't it there?"

Nico shrugged. Usually, when he was around Will. Or Hazel. Sometimes even when he watched Frank and Leo fight about something stupid, both trying to convince Hazel to side with them. Oh. That… made sense. Somehow. Maybe. "Well, when you kissed me, for example."

"Uh… So, is that a good weird or a bad weird?"

Nico couldn't help a small grin. "Only one way to find out."

Will laughed. "Oh, I like you when you get cocky. But you realize that we have to talk about that eventually?"

"Eventually," Nico agreed in between kisses.

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Aus deiner Feder klang diese Seelenverwandtschaft zu Anfang ganz schön creepy. Oo Aber dann ging ja doch noch alles gut...