Solangelo

"You love me, Nico?"

Nico looked up from his laptop at his boyfriend, "Yes." He looked back down at his homework.

"Yes love us?" Will asks.

Nico smiled, looking up at him again with a slightly brushed nose, "Yeah."

"You promise?" Will cooes. Nico walks over to Will and kisses his lips.

"Is that promise enough for you?" he winks, sitting back down and cradling his device.

"That was adorable, goth."

"Mm, so are you." he replied almost absent-mindedly.

"Are we your OTP?"

"Why do you keep asking me these questions?"

"Because."

"Because what, Sunshine?"

"Because I love you. And us."

"I do too. Now stop asking me."

"Okay."

Nico rolls his eyes at his annoying boyfriend. Will comes to sit by him, playing with Nico's hair.

"You ship us?"

"Will."

"I just want to make sure."

"Will, what's wrong?" Nico closes his laptop and looks his boyfriend in the eyes. Will seems. . . nervous.

"I-I um. . ."

"Spit it out, Sunshine."

All too quickly, Will bounces down on one knee, holding a box with a plain silver ring in it.

Before he can share his overly-long and dramatic speech, Nico barrels into him, crashing to the floor in a hug. "YES!" He starts crying happily, and Will sighs with tears.

"I love you, goth."

"I love you too, so much, Sunshine."