Solangelo one shots

If I killed someone for you

Okay so I was inspired by the song for this one shot:). Enjoy and listen to Alex Benjamin. - Sofia the Skeleton

It was barely the middle of the night, but Nico could hear all the police sirens coming his way. What had he done exactly? Many things one should never do. He murdered a man. You may be asking the reason behind this.

Will, Will fucking Solace.

The whole reason he got into this mess was because of him. He wanted to protect him. He knew there were some people that weren't exactly- in friendly manners with Nico. So they had aimed to attack the one he cared for the most. The golden haired, blue eyed, blondie. Nico, for some unknown reason, felt attracted to him. They err totally opposites, one wore black clothes that consisted of a black skull shirt, with black jeans, black boots, a skull ring, and his horrible mop of black hair.

While Will always had that brilliant glowing smile on his face. His hair was a curly mess of golden curls, equally outshined with his blue eyes full of life and joy. Beautiful tan freckled skin...

He would most likely be upset with him wouldn't he? He wanted to be a doctor. Someone who saved lives. While Nico just ended the life of a man. He was never fond of him. They always fought, always argued. Octavian, even thinking of his name would make Nico shudder in disgust. He tried to kill Will, so he had just given him what he deserved.

I'm sorry that I did this, the blood is on my hands. I stare at my reflection, I don't know who I am. Practice my confession, incase I take the stand. I'll say I learned my lesson, I'll be a better man.

He was inside a public bathroom in a gas station. Luckily the person supposedly working, had fallen asleep. But could Nico judge them? No. Working until the wee hours of the morning is tiresome.

He was just hiding in the bathroom, he had washed away the blood on his hands. Tints of red was on his face as he stared at the mirror. He knew he had been caught. He knew that. He was just practicing his shitty speech he would have to tell the judge. Not like it would help him avoid going to prison until the day he died.

I'm packing up my things, and I'm wiping down the walls. I'm rinsing off my clothes and I'm walking through the halls. I did it all for him, so I felt nothing at all. I don't what he'll' say, so I'll ask him when he calls.

He had put away all his weapons in his black bag, which, by coincidence, had a black skull on it as well. In a feat of anger, he might've punched the wall a few times, causing his blood to get on them. He muttered a few Italian curses before wiping them down. He washed his clothes, getting the blood out, in the sink so he wouldn't be caught. He felt nothing, nothing at all. Not guilt over who he killed, no. He wasn't scared, he just didn't feel anything.

I hear the sirens' comin', I see the flashing lights. I'm driving through the suburbs, wearing my disguise. I show up at his doorstep, to look him in the eyes. I tell her that it's me, but he doesn't recognize.

Nico drove all the way to Will's home after sneakily getting away from the gas station, and before the employee could wake up. He could hear the siren's coming, he could see their flashing blue and red lights. His disguise, was just a black hoodie covering his face. No signature logo anywhere. He arrived at Will's home and knocked on the door. Despite it being just one am, he needed to see him. He needed to explain why he did what he did.

Will opened the door. Gods even after waking up in his panda pajamas did he look great. "It's me." Rather vague wasn't it? It could've been anyone. His voice was deep, trying to mask away his identity incase anyone might've been listening to them.

The blue eyed boy frowned, trying to recognize them. "I'm sorry, but who are you? And why are you at my house in the middle of the night." Nico sighed and pulled back his hood, revealing the pale boy with dark circles under his dark brown eyes.

"Can't you see I'm running?" He spoke with his Italian accent, seemingly sounding more worried. "I need a place to hide." Will seemed as if he wanted to ask why. Nico just arrived at his doorstep, looking horribly. Nico could see in his eyes that he wanted to just calmly speak about what happened and comfort him, but he didn't let him speak.

"I've gotta ask you something, could you please let me inside?" He smiled softly at Will. "Just let me explain, no I wouldn't tell you lies. I know you'll understand, if you'll let me stay the night." Will frantically waved for Nico to come in, so of course, like any sane murderer running from the law would do, he listened to him.

You have to understand that, the one I killed is me. Changing what I was for what I thought you wanted me to be, I followed your direction, did everything you asked. I hope it makes you happy, cause there's just not turning back.

Nico had killed more than one person for Will. He killed his past self. He changed into something he thought his lover might like better. Someone kinder, happier, more peaceful. No, he wasn't these things. He was the depressed loner who had lost more than one person dear to him. But he had faked all that, so he could be with the one he loved. Maybe that caused him to snap and kill Octavian.

"I killed my past self so I could be with you Will." He explained, smiling sadly. "And I killed another man, I'm getting what I deserve." He looked up at him and pecked his lips softly.

Will nodded, he knew what was going to happen. Nico would get arrested and sent to court. Most likely be thrown into jail forever. He sighed and let Nico spend the night.

The next morning, he was gone.