Sup guys! This oneshot is based on the picture above and I want Will to be like super domestic and have fantasies of a married life with Nico instead of the the other nasty stuff the rest of the dirty minded teenagers are dreaming of, (mostly).

WARNING: Suggestive themes and words, Lewd language-ish. If you don't like this kind of stuff you can skip it but it isn't that bad.

[By the way, I realised that I never put a disclaimer in any of my works so if you check the summary of this story you'll see the disclaimer there]

Highschool AU then.

Enjoy😘✌

If it was possible to sigh dreamily in your head then I just did that.

It was hardly my fault. If I could choose to not act like a Disney princess in love, then trust me I would. But it can't be helped when a piece of perfection in male form is just sitting there, two rows in front and one chair to the left, looking like sexiness was injected into his very being.

My friends thought I was being overdramatic, but after seeing him for the first time even my Straight friends agreed that they would bend over in a heartbeat if he asked.

But that's them. Not me.

Now don't get me wrong if he did ask to bend me over, I'd do it so quick you'd think I was competing in the gymnastics Olympics, But I always liked the more domestic side of things.

People saw him as the school's resident sex machine (which he probably was because hot damn) but I saw him as a attentive husband.

They saw the lip ring adorning his plump, pink lips and thought 'Wow that must make kissing him hot' meanwhile I thought 'My My, Melody will have a field day tugging on that with her baby hands'

They saw the olive skin tight over his lean muscles and thought 'Damn he's ripped and European' meanwhile I thought 'I wonder he's going to explain to Melody why his skin is different than mine' or 'Yes! That means he'll have to piggy back the kids since he has the strength'

They saw his wicked smirk and thought 'Welp now my pants have fallen off by their own accord' meanwhile I thought 'He's gonna sneak the kids ice cream, isn't he?'

I mean I am a teenage boy and despite  how much I love the domestic lifestyle, I had my naughty fantasies too, But none if them seemed as exciting unless we had tied the knot first. Maybe it was my subconscious trying to tempt me into abstinence. Hmmm.....

My attention was snapped back to the board, where math equations were written, by the slap of a wooden ruler against his desk. Snicker and giggles ran through the class (loudest coming from the lousy no-goods he calls his friends) at his obvious look of bewilderment.

He finally made eye contact with the dreaded teacher herself.

Mrs. Dodds. One could describe her as ugly, disgusting, mean it unpleasant to look at. If I had to describe her in one word it would be: Leathery.

She had harsh looking skin, crooked yellow teeth in a permanent frown and wiry, thin muddy hair in a ever present back bun. Right now her sneer was directed at me.

"Mr William" Oh how I hated that  voice especially when it's saying my full name.

"Yes?" I squeaked. Dammn it Will stay strong.

"Since you were paying rapt attention, I presume you know the answer to the question on the board?"

I tried not to smirk in victory...

But I did anyway. Without breaking eye contact I stated the answer "54.765"

She smiled wickedly. Just as I expected. She opened her mouth but I beat to it.

"Check the answer book. There's a common mistake not be made here. Check"

She checked showing exasperation but I knew what was about to come. I always did the questions on the board before she walked us through the formula. It was easier to get it that way.

"I am sure that you're wrong. I'm the teacher here, I know what I wrote in the b- Well, Well, Well. Hmm. Even when staring off into space you're my best student. Ýay" The last part was forced. Did she really hate kids that much?

I bathed in smugness and awe from the classmates for a few minutes before going back to staring at my future baby daddy.

My grades are going to start dropping if I don't stop........

I kept looking at him only stopping to answer my friends and write down notes.

▪Time Skip To Lunch Cause I Can And I'm Lazy▪

At lunch time the most amazing happened to me. I was walking to my usual table when Jason Grace called me over.

Jason Grace was a blonde haired, blue eyed, muscular, All-America boy, who happened to be on the football team. As, ding ding ding! You guessed it, Quarterback. On this same football team I was offense on. So we hung out a bit and acknowledged each other outside of practise. It wasn't unusual for him to randomly call me in the day for my opinion on the craziest things.

Why should I care whether liking fish and still eating was cannibalism?

"Yo, Solace. Tell me what you think about-"

His voice faded into background noise as my eyes zeroed in on who else was at his table.

There he was.

Sitting

On the chair.

Next to Percy Jackson, Captain of the swim team, 3 time state champion, lover of blue and Jason Grace's designated "Bro".

Tank top, Tatoos, piercings and all his glory.

Jason finally noticed me staring at his friend -Friend? Cousin? Adopted brother? Father-in-law?!- and decide to introduce him, smirking knowingly. Not that I would have seen it. I was way to busy running through  the different kind of chocolate that would match his eyes.

"Will, I would like you to meet my cousin/Son, Nico d-

I cut in unknowingly. "-Di Angelo. Italian for "Of Angels" cause he is Italian, step-brother of Hazel Levesque and (practically) Reyna Avilá, on the soccer team, 2 or more  Tatoos and a lip ring, Bad boy hunted by all the hoes, and a body that people may or may not have committed a felony for. And of course, most importantly, My future Husband."  I whisper in awe, dreamily.

By the time I had finished reciting from my stalker file, I was kneeling on the floor with my head on the table looking at him in awe.

When I finally regain my senses I snapped up so fast, It could have given you whiplash.

I got to my feet and tried to act cool.

(Now, before we continue, let me remind that I said 'Tried' as in attempted. I may not have a succeced, but I tried.

Carry on.)

I ran my fingers through my hair in an attempt to fix it while I caught my breath and calmed down my blush.

It wasn't working.

And the stares of amused bewilderment was not helping, whatsoever.

"Ye-yeah I've heard about him. It's nice to meet you.. was it Nico?" I stammered.

Because that was very convincing, they caught on immediately.

"Don't play dumb solace! I'm sure Nico doesn't know that much about Nico!" Percy called.

I was about to glare at him when the most beautiful noise I've ever heard caught through the cafeteria. He laughed.

He laughed.

You guys don't get it. He. Laughed.

Because of me.

Sure it was embarrassing but still.

...  it counts.

"I like you. I think .. I might keep you."

The next words flew words out of my mouth before I could stop them.

"I would be very okay with that. No objections here. Do you wanna leave now? Cause if that's the case then I need to call my ma (I'm southern. Sue me.) And tell her I'm moving out"

Everyone laughed at the eagerness in my voice.

Sure it was the most embarrassing day of my life but it was also the best cause I got a boyfriend. And it only cost me my dignity and a life time supply of embarrassing reminders.

"And that, Melody, is how I met your father. Grown up edition." I concluded to my fifteen-year-old girl.

"Wow" she blinked and thought it over. "In other words you being a massive dork resulted in a good thing this time"

My two favourite brunettes in the world snorted at my indignant "Hey!" And I had never been happier.

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Well. That took way too long. Please don't be mad. I am under probation to wattpad and my phone so updates will be much slower than before. Tell me what you think about it and leave a vote behind. Don't hate me.

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