Hey guys! Solangelo is my OTP so I thought this would be cute to share. This is the first story I've ever put on my account, and I'd love to know whether or not you guys liked it/what I can improve. So please review, and enjoy!

I awoke to the sunlight creating stripes across my face, or at least as much as the Hades cabin accommodated for. I glanced at Hazel at the other side of the room, sound asleep. No surprise, after what we just went through. I got out of bed, careful not to wake her, and gathered my belongings, heading towards the beach. I wondered what time of night it was.

The waves of Long Island Sound lapped against my ankles, and the rhythmic calm seemed almost ironic, after the chaotic and harrowing journey my friends and I had faced. Or rather, my acquaintances. Darkness cannot make friends, because Darkness cannot run the risk of being overrun by light.

I'm tired of darkness.

I considered what it would be like to stay. With my few belongings at my feet, my sword, skull ring, and spare black shirt, I felt pathetic. A sudden wave of despair washed over me. Coming back, seeing the people I had journeyed with return to the places where they were welcomed, where they belonged...well, it was a harsh reminder that no such place existed for me, a child of the Underworld. I had let myself forget that, for only a few days, while it felt like my companions had made the Argo II their home, while it felt like it was my home, too. While it felt like I belonged, at last, somewhere. And yet here I am, once again facing the borders of the camp I am not quite apart of. Always an outsider.

Fine, apart of myself thought. Let me be an outsider. That's who I am.

I don't want to be that anymore, a voice in the back of my head argued back. I sighed, tearing myself in two between the part of myself that wanted to remain in the shadows, and the part that wanted to try and find the light.

It was almost as agonizing as Tartarus.

"Midnight walk?" I heard a voice say behind me.

"Will?" I asked. I hadn't realized it until I heard his footsteps, but I had been waiting for him to come this whole time. I had expected it, though who did he think he was, just casually walking up to a child of Hades and saying, sup?

"Can I sit?" He asked, in the middle of sitting down. Once he was comfortable, I murmured "no" under my breath.

"What's that?"

"Nothing."

Silence.

"So," Will started, "You didn't think I'd seriously let you leave, did you?" He glanced down at my meager stock of inventory.

"Um, yeah, I kinda did," I responded. "Besides, what's it to you?"

"Aggressive," Will noted casually, smiling. That distracted me a bit, but I had to stay on the task of getting him and his cute smile to leave me alone. Um, did I say cute? I meant annoying.

"I just don't get it," I admitted. "Why do you care so much what happens to me? I'm a child of the Underworld, I radiate darkness, I'm younger than you, I don't belong anywhere, I-"

Will interrupted me by pressing his lips against mine.

That shut me up real quick.

I stood still for a couple of seconds, with my hands at my sides, unable to process what was happening. That was the last thing I expected him to do. I thought he would realize who I was and run away. Or even worse, try to make me better, more like the others. But he wasn't. He was kissing me, not for being anyone else, but for being exactly who I was, darkness and all. A boy was kissing me. No, scratch that, Will was kissing me.

Suddenly, I came out of my coma and eased into the kiss, realizing with certainty that this was what I was supposed to be doing. I made him laugh softly for a second, smiling against my lips until he resumed right where he left off.

His lips were soft, with a hint of ambrosia as if all the godly food he had been feeding his patients stayed with him somehow. His tenderness only a doctor could possess made me forget where I was and what I was doing, until my surroundings faded away and all that was left was the proximity of his face next to mine and the electricity that seemed to be filling up the air around us.

And I was pretty sure Jason wasn't there.

After what seemed like forever, he broke away.

"You do belong somewhere, Nico." The way he said my name sent a thrill up my spine.

"You belong with me."

Gods. It just had to be a Taylor Swift lyric. Nothing like that to ruin a moment. "If you ever pull that again-" I warned, but my chest filled with warmth.

"Don't worry," Will said. "We'll have plenty of time for me to pull that again." With that, he winked and held out his hand for me to grab and helped me stand up. Then he laced his fingers with mine and directed me along the beach.

"Come on," he said. "It's not close to breakfast yet. I want to show you something."

"Fine." I grumbled, letting him guide me along in my new home.