Cross dresser!Nico, Mortal AU
~~ requested by Ghost_King113
*see Nico's outfits at the end of the chapter

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I lightly knocked on the door to Nico's apartment. Minutes later, Nico came to the door way in only a towel and wet hair.

"Oh my, I love your outfit," I smirked, leaning against the door frame. Nico rolled his eyes, walking back inside.

"You have a key." He stated.

"And you have a nice a-"

"You could have came inside with out knocking," He gave me a pointed look, blushing. I shrugged.

"I don't know, wouldn't it be weird to just walk into someone's apartment?"

"Not if that person gave you a key to the apartment."

"Okay, I'll use your key next time, if it means that much to you," I smile at him.

"It does," he grumbled while walking away, probably back to the shower.

"We need to leave at seven!" I called.

"Yeah, yeah," he waved me off, closing the door to the bathroom.

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"You almost ready?" I asked peaking my head into Nico's room.

"Yeah, could you grab me a tie. There should be one in the dresser," he was fixing his hair. I gave a silent nod, walking over to his dresser.

When I looked at the contents of the draw, my eyebrows furrowed. Panic settled in me as I picked up a skirt with a galaxy design and a crop top.

"Um. . W-why is there a skirt and crop top in here?" I held the outfit up and looked at Nico. His head turned impossibly fast, looking at the clothes with wide eyes.

"I," he cleared his throat, looking me in the eyes, panic clear in them, "Uh, it's um. . H-Hazels! Y-yeah, when she visited from California? She left that h-here. ." Nico trailed off. I looked at the clothes skeptically.

"This doesn't really seem like something she would wear."

"Yeah, w-well. . I-It's hers." I looked at Nico, Nico was looking down.

"It's kind of small for her." He visibly gulped.

"Um. . It shrunk. When I washed it. I washed it and it shrunk." I looked at him for a moment.

"Yeah," I nodded, putting the clothes down, "Okay," I took a deep breath, grabbed a tie, and handed it to Nico with a nervous smile; ready to go on a nice date with my boyfriend.

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A few weeks later, I was about to knock on Nico's door before I remember to use the key.

I smiled as I opened the door to his apartment.

"Nicooooo," I called out. When there was no response, I closed the door and checked the time. Knowing that his shift at work ended not to long ago, I decided to look around.

You could say I've been paranoid by the fact that Nico has some girl's clothes in his draws.

When I reached his room, I saw a large, grey plastic bag and a converse box on his bed. Raising an eyebrow, I walked over - it was a Khole's bag - and looked inside.

What I saw inside confused me. It was a ombré blue sweater and and black, ripped shorts. I picked them up, holding the shirt by the shoulders, to get a better view. The shirt seemed to be Nico's size. . .

"Will?" Nico squeaked, "I- I didn't know you w-were coming over today," he kept glancing at the shirt then back at me, seemingly nervous.

"I, um, what's this?" I asked, studying his face, already having an idea of what was going on.

"It's nothing, really. I- I got it for Hazel. When she visits next. Y-You know?" He nodded along with his story, as if he already had this conversation practiced.

Could he really get any more obvious?

My facial expression softened, "Are you sure? It looks a little small for her don't you think?" I looked at him gently. He let out a nervous laugh.

"I guess I wasn't really paying attention to the size?" He walked over and grabbed the bag and box off of the bed, along with the shirt I was holding, and placed it on the top of his dresser, "I'll, um, switch them out later, I guess."

"I could do it for you," I offered, "You know I pass Khole's on my way home."

"N-no that's fine," Nico said hastily, quietly confirming my suspicions, "I don't mind doing it, really."

I looked at him for a moment, and he shifted uncomfortably under my gaze.

"You know I love you, right Nico?" I asked quietly.

"Y-Yeah, of course."

"And you know I wouldn't judge you in anyway." He looked me in the eyes, then quickly looked away.

". . O-Of course."

"Okay," I said softly, with a small sigh, "Now come here and hug me. I need cuddles." Nico gave a small smile, and walked over with his arms spread.

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The next time I went to Nico's house (which was literally the day after) I had four boxes with me.

Two boxes containing an outfit chose by yours truly, and the other two containing shoes to go along with the clothes.

I knocked on Nico's door, unable to use the key because of the boxes.

When Nico opened the door and saw the boxes, he glared at them.

"Those better be yours."

"Nope," I smiled, "I got you a present." He turned his glare to me.

"That's not 'a present'. That is 'presents'. Solace, why didn't you tell me? I would have gotten you something."

"I don't want you to get me something. I want to do something nice for my loving boyfriend. Now go sit your pretty little ass on the couch." He rolled his eyes with a groan, but did what I asked.

"Okay," I started while setting the boxes on the coffee table, "Now I don't want you to get upset," I sat down beside him, and Nico looked at the boxes suspiciously, "And I may have read this entire situation wrong, but I hope like your gifts because I just want you to be happy, okay?" He looked at me wearily.

"What is it? Is it going to be, like, a dead frog or something? Because I told you so many times, Solace, it was only that one time and-"

"Why would I need four boxes for a dead frog?"

"I don't know," he admitted, "you could have chopped it up or something." I rolled my eyes and picked up a box, putting in on his lap.

"Open," I commanded. He sighed, but opened it anyways.

He froze when he saw the studded shoes. Then looked at me with a blush.

"Solace-" I grabbed another box and handed it to him. He looked at it for a second before hesitantly grabbing it. Ho opened it, and saw the other pair of shoes I had bought for him. He looked at me again, doubt in his eyes.

"Two more boxes," I smiled, handing him another. He took a deep breath, and opened the third one. He stared at the light pink skirt and black top, before grabbing the last box.

After he finished examining the contents of the fourth box - black shorts with a small bow and a light pink shirt with an alien - he looked at me and there were tears in his eyes.

"You're okay with this?" He whispered. I frowned.

"Why wouldn't I be okay with it? And if I wasn't okay with it, why would I buy you these amazing outfits that, yes, I picked out myself," I smiled proudly. Nico chuckled, wiping his eyes.

"You're a dork," he muttered, then pecked my lips, "I love you." I smiled.

"I love you, too," I gave him a peck, "Sooooo, I saw the galaxy skirt and the blue sweater. Do you have any more? I want to see them."

"Yeah, I actually got rid of a lot of them when you started coming over more often. I was scared you would find them."

"What!" I practically shouted, making Nico jump, "Don't get rid of your things because of me! You know what? We're going shopping. C'mon." I stood up.

"No way," Nico said, looking at me incredulously. I gave him a firm look.

"Nico, you got rid of perfectly good outfits because of me. We're going shopping and I'm buying you new ones, to replace the ones you got rid of. Because of me. Now put on shoes."

"Will-"

"Put. On. Shoes. We're going shopping whether you like it or not." Nico let out a loud sigh, but put on a pair of converse anyway.

-this kinda switched to third point of view-

And, while they were out shopping, Nico acted like he hated the entire thing; but Will knew his boyfriend, and he saw the glint in his eyes. Nico was enjoying getting spoiled, and Will enjoyed spoiling Nico.

And, if the night ended up heated after a slightly - extremely -exposed fashion show from Nico, well, you can't really blame them.

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** First outfit mentioned, Will finds it in Nico's dresser

**Second outfit mentioned, In the Khole's bag

**Third outfit(s) mentioned, outfits Will buys for Nico

That was fun to write.
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-Lexie