Goddamnit I've just remembered I have a party tonight, I'll probably try writing during it.

Oh man, this story is running into September, uhhh that's fine isn't it?

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Fez.

"Are we allowed in here?" Nico asked, peering around at the Big House's kitchen. Will nodded with a grin, gesturing towards the pile of ingredients on the counter.

"Got permission from Chiron!" He said proudly and Nico smiled back fondly at Will's excitement.

"So, what exactly are we doing?" He asked, having been told nothing when Will came to find him after his lesson on sword-fighting.

"We're making-" Will grabbed a box from the middle of the counter and slammed it in front of Nico. "Rainbow cake!"

Nico stared at the box before snorting, shrugging off his leather jacket and throwing it over the back of a chair.

"Okay then. Let's get started?"

Will seemed surprised that he had agreed so readily and his face spilt into an even bigger smile. He mimed rolling up his own sleeves and turned to the sink to wash his hands. Hygiene was important! Nico followed, his hip checking affectionately against his own.

"I should've gotten you a little frilly apron." Will mused, squinting at Nico as he washed his hands. Nico laughed at the absurdity of his comment, flicking water at him.

"I wouldn't have worn it." He said firmly and Will batted his eyelashes at him, pouting ever so slightly.

"What if I'd asked nicely?" Will asked and Nico rolled his eyes fondly, turning back to the counter and pulling a bowl closer.

"Guess you'll never know." Nico said teasingly and Will groaned, picking up the cake box and trying to decipher the instructions.

"Next time, I swear I'm getting you an apron." Will told him, and Nico sent him a quick wink that made his stomach flutter.

"Next time I might wear it." He replied and saw how Will's eyes widened.

He focused again on the cake box, hooking his chin over Will's shoulder.

"So we open all the packets and add eggs and water?" Nico said eventually and Will nodded, pulling the first packet towards him.

It didn't take too long for things to go wrong. Nico slopped half of the mixture out of the bowl as he tried to prove to Will he was strong and whisked a little too enthusiastically. Will completely misjudged how much strength needed to go into cracking an egg and shattered it, half-in and half-out of the bowl.

Nico opened the packet of dry cake mix in an explosion of powder, coating himself in flour. He spluttered as it went into his mouth and ruined his top and jeans. At least he'd taken his jacket off.

He sneezed, and Will erupted into laughter. He really had tried to stop himself from laughing at first, knowing Nico would be annoyed but his sneeze really was like a kitten's.

Nico glared at him, and Will busted out laughing again at the flecks of flour still on his face even after he tried to scrub them off.

Nico started towards him, but Will was laughing too hard to dodge his arms as Nico trapped him in a floury hug. When Will finally wriggled away, his clothes were also covered in flour but it didn't show up nearly as bad as on Nico's black clothes. Nico flicked some more flour into his hair and Will gasped, grabbing a handful of flour and throwing it at Nico.

A few minutes later, they were both breathless, Will was pretty sure he had inhaled too much flour and they were almost out of the packaged flour. Will bulked it out with some flour in the cupboard but he wasn't exactly a chef.

"This is never coming out." Nico muttered desolately looking at his shirt and Will sniggered again.

"Of course it will, it just needs a good wash." He snickered again and Nico pouted and turned back to the bowl of cake mix.

"Neeks, can you take it out?" Will asked with a winning grin as he mixed the icing. Nico rolled his eyes but knelt to open the open gate. He had a teatowel half wrapped around his wrist to protect his hand (he refused to put the pink oven gloves on)

Just as he was reaching into the oven, his wrist glanced against the hot door and he yelped, falling back against Will's legs.

Nico rubbed his wrist, muttering curses to himself, and he looked up at Will to apologise for knocking into him, before he realised that they weren't in the Big House kitchen any more.

Will had seemingly realised that too, his hand stilling with the whisk. He was holding the bowl of icing and a whisk in the middle of the cabin's green.

"Oh fuck." Nico said, standing up and brushing himself off. Some Hermes campers were laughing at them a little ways off.

"Are you okay?" Will asked, leaning down to see his burn. It was a tiny thing, not even worth the pain it was causing him. Will's hands brushed over it, but before Nico could recoil the pain and the red burn faded. His eyes widened and he looked up at Will.

"You didn't have to do that. It was my fault." He muttered towards the end and Will pulled him in for a kiss.

"I don't want you in pain." He said, before stopping dead. "The cake's burning."

Before Nico even finished another curse, he shadow-travelled back to the kitchen and pulled the cake out of the oven in record time, this time with proper oven gloves on.

"I can't believe that when you got burnt, not only did you shadow-travel away, you brought me with you." Will teased as they let the cake cool off.

Nico rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I didn't mean to shadow travel you." Will leaned over for another kiss and soon Nico was smiling again.

A little later, Will turned away from the icing to try and tidy up the cake. He heard a distinctive lip smacking noise and turned around to find Nico innocently mixing the icing.

"What are you doing?" He asked suspiciously and Nico gave him a hurt look.

"Mixing the icing!" He said earnestly and Will knew Nico wasn't that innocent.

He turned around again and back, just in time to see Nico licking his lips.

"Nico, stop." Nico shot him another wide-eyed look but he was definitely hiding a smirk. Will rolled his eyes and Nico brazenly dipped his finger in the icing.

"You didn't even bother to hide that." Will said, and Nico shrugged, sucking his finger into his mouth to clean all the icing off.

"What are you going to do about it?" He asked and Will's brain flatlined for a moment, his gaze caught on the blob of white icing on the corner of Nico's lips.

"I'll-" He started and Nico reached out to pull him closer, kissing him deeply and Will groaned at the sweetness of his lips. Before he'd had his fill, however, Nico was pushing him away and nodding at the half-finished cake.

"C'mon Will we can't leave it half-done."

Will muttered darkly under his breath as he focused on the cake, but he couldn't forget about Nico's soft, sweet lips.

"It looks so nice." Nico murmured, his front pressed up against Will's back. Will hummed and lowered the box's picture of the cake.

Their cake- the one they had attempted to make- was listing precariously to one side, although the colours definitely looking vivid. Nico's fingers were also vividly coloured from where he'd tried to eat the cake batter and had the food colouring stain his hands.

"That doesn't." Nico admitted, and Will snickered quietly.

"I'm sure it tastes nice." Will tried to brighten things up and Nico snickered, pulling a knife out of the block to cut it.

"I'm sure we can pass it off to Leo or someone if it is bad." Nico added and Will laughed.

"It's just a bit of a Disaster Gay."

Nico cut into it, and broke off a bit to taste.

"It's… it's not too bad." He said finally and Will leaned over to try a bit of the chunk Nico had.

"It's really sweet." Will laughed, knowing they had gone overkill on the icing. Nico smirked at him.

"Not as sweet as you."