Oh, in chapter seven, I'd originally made it seem like Nico and Hazel weren't related at all. To prevent future confusion, I changed that first paragraph a little. You can go reread if you want, but it's not all that necessary. Sorry about all that!

Disclaimer: do I even need to say this anymore


Hey, for those of you who haven't heard, well,read, the good news yet; term one and control tests are officially over! This means I can afford to be an active ff author once more. Started with Sollangelo prompts yesterday, and moving onto this fic today. Enjoy!


Will Solace's POV because apparently I'm attached to his perspective


Will had foreseen only two outcomes. One, di Angelo gave up and joined him. Or Two,he refused and chose the couch instead. But apparently there had been a third option, and the Italian boy had taken it. He was greeted first thing in the morning with the very graceful figure of di Angelo, flopped face first on his laptop keyboard, snoring. He'd obviously been working well into the night on his chapter before he dozed off, because the word document on his screen blared;

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He decided this was because of his experiment anyway,(Which hadn't worked on Nico "screw your rules, Solace, I'm sleeping on my laptop" di Angelo) so he backspaced all the random lettering, courtesy of Nico's face typing, saved the document, and pulled the blanket from the bed, draping it around the sleeping boy's shoulders. He then proceeded down the hall to the kitchen, measuring out teaspoons of coffee, sugar, boiling water and cream for two people. He supposed making helping himself to half the dose of coffee in someone else's house might have been considered rude. But hey, when you've turned up at someone's doorstep at 3 am and crashed in their bed for the night, there are very little boundaries left to break. Besides, they'd already established the whole "my apartment block is your apartment block, your coffee is my coffee, any and all pastries from the cafe I work in are available for your free consumption, even though you insist on paying for them every time" thing. He was interrupted by a sound, someone clearing their throat quietly. So quietly, he almost didn't hear around, registered a face, then extended the mug of coffee that had been meant for Nico to Hazel instead. He probably wasn't waking up anytime soon from the looks of things, anyway. She accepted it with a grateful smile, which he returned.

"You're the waiter from the Solace, right? Nico talks about you a lot

"I'm Hazel Levesque. But I guess my brother already told you that."

Nico talks about you a lot. He had to admit, that felt pretty good. Wait, what?

"Brother?"

"Oh, well, technically he's only my stepbrother, but I mean, I'm the closest thing to a sister he has since.."

Since Bianca died.

"Wait, so, you're Nico's sister?"

She smiled," Yeah, we get that a lot."

"But-"

But I just realised how creepy it is that I thought you two were dating. I mean, you're siblings and I thought you two were a couple! I'm really creeped out in general right about now.

He decided not to say that out loud.

"So, um, how come I've never seen you around or anything," he said in an attempt to break the awkward silence.

"Oh, I've been in Canada on a visit for months. I went up to meet Frank's family, it's a pretty big step in the relationship."

She rubbed the back of her head awkwardly, blushing, and Will really wondered why he'd ever disliked this girl. She kept shooting him curious glances, and occasionally faniing herself, but she didn't pry. He really appreciated that. In fact, he wondered how he had even managed to harbour any ill feelings towards her in the first place. She was just so sweet and lovable.

"So, uh, you're probably wondering why I've been here in your brother's room this entire time."

She paused her fanning, only to start up again at ten times the speed, entire face turning red like a stoplight.

"N-no, you two are old enough to do whatever you want, it- it's really none of my business."

"Huh?What do you- oh, nonono, Hazel it's nothing like that, I swear. I kind of got evacuated and.. Nope. Nope, nothing like that."

And that was how di Angelo found them in the kitchen, both red in the face and fanning themselves.

"Just don't ask, Nico. It's easier," he muttered to himself.

He held out a mug of coffee to Will.

"Hmm? Oh, I'm good, I had."

"More for me."

He walked out again, sipping from both cups on his way back to his room.

Hazel smiled apologetically, "My brother's people skills are usually a little better than this."

"No worries, I've seen way worse."

She raised an eyebrow.

"You should have been there for our first encounter. I tried to give him food."

"Not a good idea," she nodded her sympathies.

"He spends half the time muttering to himself in Italian."

"Did you try learning it for translation purposes?"

"At first. And then I figured I probably don't want to know anyway."

"Smart man."

"So, um, what's the deal with you two, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Oh, we're just friends."

She pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows, like she knew something, but didn't say anything further.

Will checked his watch and almost swore.

"I've gotta run, I'm already late for work. Nice talking to you, Hazel."

He ran upstairs to Nico's room to go collect his stuff, probably throw in a "hey, thanks for involuntarily letting me steal your bed after I got evacuated from my apartment."

That had been the plan until he opened the door. Then, all he could do was register was Nico di Angelo's glorious back muscles, and try not to drool. Um, what was he going to do again?

Shhh, not important, the part of his brain that was still working contributed helpfully.

But-

Back muscles.

Nico, who had obviously been in the process of changing shirts, put another one on, hiding the excellent view. His disappointment snapped him out of it, and he stopped staring like a drooling idiot.

"Uh, Will," Nico had gone a delicate shade of scarlet.

It took a lot of effort to get his brain to work again. The occasional whisper of"back muscles" from somewhere in the back of his head was not helping.

"I, uh, work, stuff, yes," he said intelligently.

He decided to retreat before anything else happened.

"Hey Will, in case you do ever get over the 'we're just friends' phase, I just want to say now, I think you'd be really good for my brother."

Yeah, that was the type of thing he'd been trying to avoid.

"Thanks, Hazel, I'll think about it," he called on his way out.


"Hey, I heard you were over at Nico's."

"How did you- you know what, I'm not even going to ask, Lou."

Lee nodded from the back of the kitchen," smart man."

"So, pay up, blondie."

"Wait, what?"

"I bet you ten dollars he wasn't straight, like, yesterday."

"Back muscles. I mean, uh, hey, nothing like that! First Hazel, now you."

"Don't try to distract me, you owe me."

"Hey, all we've established today is that I am definitely not straight. "

"Oh, please, Solace, everyone knows you've been gay for that boy since day one. Even Lee, and we all know what an idiot he is."

"Hey! I heard that!"

"Good, it would've been wasted if you hadn't."

Lee sighed," Will, if you say 'back muscles' one more time...You are this close to drooling on the food. Just go date the boy already. It's been like, two months."

" Yeah, prove he's gay, date him, and give me the ten dollars you owe me."

"Seriously, guys, don't you have anything better to do than comment on my love life?"

"No."


*Shrugs* have whatever this. HashtagMc, that Will/ Hazel meeting you've been waiting for