The Fire of Hatred

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot.

Warning: I am not a swimmer. I have swimming friends, and I tried to consult them, but overall, this is probably pretty inaccurate. It's a story. Just go with it, pls.

A/N: this story was written by request of JustASolangeloStan who asked for a 'you're my enemy but I accidentally slept with you and I think I love you but I still hate you.' I did my best, and I really like it! I'm not done writing it, but there will be about 4/5 chapters, I think. I'm not sure if I stayed exactly on line of the request, but I like where it ended up.

Also, if any of you are Percabeth shippers, then you may have read my most recent story - No Feelings - for them, and this story actually goes in line with that story. Solangelo was mentioned in it briefly, but here's the real deal. Check that out bc I really like it for Percabeth!

This hasn't been proofread, sorry!

Enjoy :)


There wasn't a defining reason Nico hated Will Solace. It'd take a few minutes to explain why he hated him. It was, however, instantaneous.

When Nico had his unofficial visit during his senior year of high school, he'd met most of the team, but there were about four or five guys out with the flu, so he never met them. He wanted it on record that if he had met Will during his visit, he would have gone with a different school.

Because their season started later into the season, Chiron didn't have their team come in early. Instead, once welcome week – which Nico didn't attend out of lack of interest – was over, practice started along with their classes.

Nico was rooming in the dorms with some other of his freshman teammates. They were annoying, but he was able to deal with them. Nico already had friends on the team – he grew up swimming with Percy Jackson and Jason Grace, both his cousins. Before their first practice even started, Percy and Jason swung by the freshmen dorms.

"Di Angelo!" Percy shouted from 50 yards away, sprinting the rest of the way until he was in front of him, picking him up and throwing him over his shoulder. "We missed you, buddy!"

"Put me down, Jackson," Nico kicked his stomach, landing a solid foot to the groin to make him finally drop him.

Jason walked up from behind Percy with a wide grin. "Hey, Nico. How is everything?"

Nico shrugged, letting them lead the way to the indoor pool. For the first week, there were no workouts. Chiron wanted the freshmen to settle in first. "Not much space. I'm decently sure I'm going to hate it."

Jason chuckled. "Just don't kill your roommate and we'll be fine."

"I make no promises," Nico grunted, pulling his jacket tighter around him as the wind picked up. Walking back from there would be hell.

"Nervous?" Percy asked. Sometimes, it was annoying being cousins to Percy Jackson because that meant Nico was expected to be nice and stroke his ego. Unfortunately, Percy was good, but Nico hated admitting it because he always got this annoying smile on his face.

"Nope. It's just swimming," Nico said, hoping he hid his nerves well. It wasn't that he was nervous, per say, but Nico wasn't a fan of change, and so far, college was a big change. Maybe he shouldn't have been nervous. As his sister constantly reminded him, he was now ranked 13thin the nation among juniors. He just didn't feel like it.

"That's the spirit, I guess," Jason muttered, pushing open the doors to the Nike Auditorium, not sponsored by Nike the company surprisingly. "You know most of the team, right?" Nico nodded as they descended down the stairs into the basement floor.

"Hey, I know you said you wanted to keep your gay side a secret," Percy nudged him with a small snicker, making Nico send him an eye roll. "But, like all the guys you missed last time are gay and out of the closet."

Jason coughed, elbowing Percy harshly. "While he said that poorly, he is right. There are five gay guys on the team, and you literally missed them all when you visited. They all had the flu."

"Maybe because they couldn't stop making out with each other," Percy laughed heartily until Nico punched him. There was no way that was the cause, surely, and if it was, he was seriously concerned for their social habits.

"Again, poorly phrased. He was on the right track. They all go to the weekly LGBTQ+ meetings and whoever made the punch had the flu," Jason sighed, pushing the doors open to the locker room. "Can you try to not sound like an ass for now, Percy?"

Nico nodded. "I really don't give a shit. I'm here to swim."

"But maybe you'll-,"

"Continue your sentence and I will chop your dick off, Percy," Nico huffed, rounding the corner into the locker room behind Jason. "Right off. Balls and hair included."

And meeting him around the corner was the entire team, wide eyed and slightly fearful. "Gods, alright, Nico." Embarrassment flooded through him, but by now Nico was an expert at hiding his emotions. Scowling further, Nico moved past the large circle of guys until he found the locker with his name on it.

Percy and Jason stayed standing at the entrance, looking around the room. Percy and Jason were the co-captains. Originally, it was only Percy, but last year half the team nearly missed their entire first heat at regionals because Percy told them the wrong time. Since then, Jason and he worked together to both spur on the team and convey any messages Chiron and the rest of the individual coaches wanted to get through them.

"Alright! Glad to have everyone back, and welcome to the freshmen!" Jason clapped his hands, glancing around the room. There were about twenty-five guys on the team, which seemed like a lot, but that was including the diving team, as well, which had about six people.

"Let's have those special freshmen stand now!" Percy cackled, eying the six lockers by the new recruits. With an impartial expression, Nico stood. He was the first of the freshmen, sitting next to some blonde sophomore he hadn't met before. "Alright. In order, we have Nico, Jake, Michael…"

Nico zoned out, and when he got to the last name, Nico didn't hesitate in sitting back down. Within a second, the guy beside him nudged his foot and whispered, "He's not done."

Elbows pressing into his knees, Nico cast a look back to glance over the guy. He had longer hair that curled on the ends, and his eyes were this brilliant shade of blue. He had freckles – he had a ton of freckles, and it made his defined jaw line look a little younger.

"I don't care. He's just talking," Nico huffed, turning away from him, not enjoying the offended look on his face. Nico had spent all summer with Jason and Percy. Whatever they had to say didn't matter to him. From what he gathered, they were just going over the general practice schedule, but he'd heard this all summer long, so he spent his time glancing around the room. Luckily, they kept the pep short.

"Alright. Let's get out there then. Five minutes to change. Don't be late," Percy said finally before he gripped Jason's shoulder and moved on to his locker, stripping down with no hesitations. Most of the guys, however, came with a speedo on already. Thankfully, Nico was one of them.

The blonde guy beside him, with the name tag of Will Solace, was not one of those guys.

Nico knew it was common courtesy to focus on yourself in the locker room when it came to changing – he found that out pretty quickly in high school after being called a few choice homophobic slurs. He was out of the closet now, but he also didn't want to be accused of eying up one of the guys on the team, so he figured it'd be best if he eased the team into his sexuality, regardless of there already being openly gay men on the team.

That plan was not going to happen with a tan, bare ass staring him right in the face.

"Dude, come on," Nico said, tearing his eyes away from the peachy butt in front of him. They settled on his thighs that was so toned they had to have been just pure muscle.

"Get used to it, Angel."

Nico flushed hotly. "It's diAngelo, Sunshine," he hissed.

And that was how it started.

Practice was similar to Nico's practices from his personal training. The only difference was sharing the pool with the rest of the team. It wasn't the worst thing in the world, and he found himself competing with a few of the guys subconsciously, and after a week of getting to know most of them, they openly competed with each other. Some of them weren't bad. Most were just convenient to compete with.

Nico's least favorite style to swim was breast stroke. He hated it. He never swam it if he could help it. If he focused on it for a while, he was sure he'd get good, but he did not want to do that. However, it was Chiron's belief that working on their weakest style every once in a while made them stronger swimmers.

There were a few swimmers on their team that didn't have a least favorite style, Percy and Will being two of them, so they got to choose whatever style they wanted.

Will Solace chose breast stroke. There were eight of them swimming breast stroke at the same time, but this was inching toward the end of their swim time, which meant the girls were coming out of their locker room.

Nico exited his laps along with Will and two other guys. He hopped up on the side of the pool, a little out of breath as the other four jumped in their lanes.

"Hey, the girls are coming out," Will scooted closer to Nico, giving him the opportunity to study his long lashes. "So, any of them catch your eye?" In response, Nico scowled, flinching away from him. "I mean, Katie is pretty. She has a nice…rack. Did I use that right?"

"Oh my gods," Nico muttered. "You're ridiculous."

He hadn't necessarily meant it viciously, but his tone did come off without the amusement he sort of felt. It made sense that Will scoffed in obvious offense. "Sorry. I was just trying to talk to you." Nico nodded, looking around the pool and praying the other would get done with their laps soon. They still had two more to go. "You're really hard to talk to, you know that? Kind of come off as an ass."

Nico blew out a breath of air, eyes skipping over Will as they passed. How could a guy be so tan in New York? "Maybe I am an ass."

Will made a little smug sound. It was not cute. "Maybe you have an ass, but I refuse to believe that you are an ass."

"Whatever."

"You know, teammates tend to try to get to know each other. It's nice," Will said, pulling his goggles back on as the others came in from their last lap. "By the way, try tucking your head more when you come out of water. It might cut some time."

Nico's eyes narrowed. "You little – fine. Sure. I'll try it, and then you can tell Chiron there's no improving my time unless I did this every day. My body isn't built for stupid breast strokes."

Despite his eyes being covered, Nico could feel the way Will's eyes licked up and down his body. Compared to most of the team, Nico had a smaller frame and smaller pectoral muscles. His body was still toned and fit, but he was on the smaller side. "I guess you're right. That's not a bad thing though."

Nico scoffed, "Yeah," unsure how to respond to that other than blushing so hard his face felt hot. The guy in his lane jumped out of the pool, so Nico got up and readied himself. He didn't want to, but he flexed his body and focused on Will's advice. If he had to be swimming, the least he could do was try to improve, even if it was pointless.

They now were doing two final laps, and now Nico was slightly pissed off. When they started, he did it the way he was used to, but after the turn is when he was able to figure out how to tuck his head more while still breathing. And it felt like it helped, except for the fact that he couldn't see where he was going. The next thing he knew, he was crashing into a body, arms slamming down on to what felt like a neck.

The two boys shot out of the water in the middle of the pool, both shouting and shoving against each other. "What the fuck are you doing in my lane, di Angelo?"

"I was trying your stupid advice, Solace! It was shit!"

"If you did it properly, then it wouldn't have been!"

"I did it right."

"Clearly, you did not."

"I did-,"

"Couldn't you just apologize?" Will splashed water at Nico. Some of it got in his mouth, and that just angered Nico more. "You're a pretentious little ass. You're a freshman and you come in here like you own the place. Take a step down, Death Boy."

"At least I'm not giving everyone a strip show before every practice. Have you heard of a little modesty?"

Will's jaw dropped. It was like the thought had never crossed his mind. He stayed like that for thirty long seconds, the whole pool watching their encounter. And then it was like he deflated, hurt flashing across his face for a second before he ducked back under the water and to the edge of the pool.

Nico felt bad for a moment, but then he remembered Will was the one who started it. Sort of.

. . .

Will Solace, apparently, was in the room next to his. They tried to keep the swimmers together in the dorms, more or less. How did Nico know this?

"Yes, yes, oh my gods, yes!"

"Just like that, right there."

"Fuck yes, harder. Harder!"

It was constant. Every other night. Nico seriously wondered about Will's poor roommate. It had to be awful living with him if he was having sex more often than not. Nico knew he hated it, but it was college, and at least it seemed like Will had a boyfriend. Well, Nico didn't know for sure because the only voice he normally heard was Will's.

He really wouldn't have guessed Will to be a bottom.

His first set of exams came within three weeks, and that was when Will really started to get on his nerves. Nico had managed to strip himself of his clothes before every practice soon enough to avoid getting flashed by Will every day. At first, it was hot. He couldn't deny the fit sophomore beside him was attractive, but that attractiveness went out the door after a week of having to change in five seconds before he got an awfully timed and obvious boner.

For two days after Nico and Will had their 'spectacle,' as Chiron had called it, Will had come to practice with a speedo already on. Nico was immensely thankful for that. He debated about telling Will that, too, but then he showed up the third day, pulled off his sweats, and bent over straight at the hip.

Nico fell off the bench.

It went unnoticed by most. He was just taken so off guard, and his ass was absolute perfection that shouldn't ever be allowed in someone already so attractive. He had huge biceps, a built-in six-pack, a smile that took his breath away, hair like a surfer, and eyes that were so sharp they cut metal. It was just unfair that his ass had to be perfect, too, and that he shoved it in Nico's face with absolutely no shame. Nico wasn't even a huge butt guy – he normally did most of the bottoming in his relationships, but there was no denying he'd kill to ravage Will Solace's ass.

In all actuality, Will needed that. He needed to be put in his place.

Nico didn't think he could get any more irritating until Nico was began cramming the night before an exam. Cramming meant he spent a fourth of the day in the library, a fourth in the athlete study center, a fourth outside, and finally, the last fourth in his room. It was a Sunday night, and Nico really, really needed to study. However, he never was able to study with music in, and it was fine for the first half hour.

Then came the banging on the wall. It was lethargic, slow, and repetitive at constant intervals, which was the worst kind of distraction because he was unconsciously waiting on the pounding on the wall. It didn't take long for the moans to start up. Nico pulled at his hair, staring at the words with fire. If he focused hard enough, maybe he could ignore the sounds.

"Yess, Daddy!"

And that did it. Nico wasn't a patient person to begin with, but tonight of all nights they had to cross into the 'daddy' kink. Maybe it wouldn't have been a problem if that wasn't something he was into, but it was, and he was not going to just sit around and let Will Solace ruin his grades and his sex life.

So he pounded loudly on the wall three times.

"Shut the fuck up, Solace!"

There was a loud laugh from the side of the wall. "Come over here and make me, di Angelo." By now, Nico's roommate, who'd been watching Netflix with earbuds in, looked over as Nico flung himself back on his bed.

"Is something wrong?"

Nico glared, slamming his book shut and tossing it aside "I'll sort it out. Don't worry about it."

Without another word, Nico threw himself off his bed and stormed into the hallway, not hesitating to pound a fist repeatedly on Will's door. When there was no answer and the moaning sounds stopped abruptly, Nico knocked even harder.

After a third round of knocking, Will finally answered the door. He only opened it a quarter of the way, standing between Nico and the rest of the room. "Can I-?"

"What the fuck is your problem?" Nico shouted, tossing his hands up in the air. "Do you have no shame at all?"

Will's cheeks were boiling with redness. "I don't-,"

"All I'm trying to do is study, but instead I have to listen to you whine all night to your stupid boyfriend," Nico mimicked in a high-pitched voice, just to show how little he cared about his sex life. Will flinched back at that comment, but it didn't stop Nico. "Gods, can't you learn to have silent sex like the rest of us? Have some common courtesy – nobody wants to hear you of all people having sex!"

"M-me? Of all people?" Will stuttered, like he never imagined hearing those words. "Oh my gods! You're such a homophobic asshole, Nico di Angelo."

And just…what?

"I tried to ignore it," Will breathed, a fire burning in his eyes like no other before. "Then, I thought, 'Maybe he was sheltered. Maybe he needs eased into it.' So I showed some skin and pulled some jokes and tried to be your friend, but you're so homophobic you can't even stand to be near me. That's just – just so close minded and ignorant and immature. You better get a good fucking lawyer because I am done with this. I am getting your privileged white ass kicked off the team!"

The door slammed in his face so fast it hit him in the nose, sending Nico sprawling back into the wall as blood began gushing. By then, a few people had poked their heads out of their doors to witness the yelling match going on at one in the morning, but he didn't have time to see who here now thought he was homophobic.

College was just great.


A/N: wellllll, what did you all think? This ended up being longer than I intended. It started as a two shot, but I just love writing them. The build up is just too easy! Let me know your thoughts, please! I'll try to post within the next four days, but if you all leave me some reviews and favorites and just overall love, then I'll try to make that sooner! Remember, I love nice criticism so I can improve!