*Exact same chapter as before. I updated the mistakes that I noticed.*
So I've decided to do a 100 prompt challenge. This definitely won't be updated daily though- probably not even every week. And I'm not going to do them in order. But I'll write when I get inspired for one of the topics. Mostly Nico-centric. And a lot will probably be discussing his sexuality, so if you don't like homosexuality, don't read! Here are the prompts-
1. Birth; 2. Enthusiasm; 3. Love; 4. Hate; 5. Triumph; 6. Feel; 7. Wrecked; 8. Soft; 9. Cold; 10. Without;
11. Inspiration; 12. You; 13. Confused; 14. Affection; 15. Joy; 16. Horror; 17. Acceptance; 18. Sympathy; 19. Holding; 20. Defeated;
21. Pride; 22. Knife; 23. Overwhelmed; 24. Depressed; 25. Adoration; 26. Worship; 27. Zeal; 28. Light; 29. Exhaustion; 30. Obsession;
31. Rage; 32. Empty; 33. Anger; 34. Fury; 35. Delight; 36. Submission; 37. Infatuation; 38. Anticipation; 39. Pessimistic; 40. Jolly;
41. Grasping; 42. Agitation; 43. Calm; 44. Astonished; 45. Loneliness; 46. Lust; 47. Longing; 48. Tender; 49. Hard; 50. Rebirth;
51. Amused; 52. Broken; 53. Abused; 54. Tranquil; 55. Composed; 56. Glad; 57. Stress; 58. Serenity; 59. Colorful; 60. Coping;
61. Boisterous; 62. Placid; 63. Tired; 64. Bliss; 65. Neglect; 66. Fine; 67. Question; 68. Energetic; 69. Noble; 70. Disgust;
71. Lively; 72. Power; 73. Pity; ; 75. Satisfied; 76. Thankful; 77. Hyper; 78. Goosebumps; 79. Worthless; 80. Remorse;
81. Degraded; 82. Revenge; 83. Fulfilled; 84. Shame; 85. Graceful; 86. Shining; 87. Content; 88. Feelings; 89. Pleased; 90. Relief;
91. I; 92. Zest; 93. Tears; 94. Building; 95. Optimistic; 96. Thrilled; 97. Dealing; 98. Reflect; 99. Embarrassment; 100. Death
I'm going to keep the list in the A/N each chapter so I don't forget which ones I've done. Bolded prompts are ones that have been posted, and an underlined prompt is the one of the chapter.
Nico felt a difference in the mood as soon he stepped outside Cabin Thirteen.
There was the feeling of excitement and anticipation in the air. Other campers were already up, gossiping with each other before they had to leave to their individual cabin's breakfast table.
Then Nico saw more campers giving money to the Stolls, and receiving slips of paper. They were placing bets.
The son of Hades casually walked behind Connor Stoll who had just taken a wager from Jake Mason. "Hey Connor."
The son of Hermes jumped, surprised. "Gods, don't just pop out of the shadows like that! One of these days you're going to give somebody a heart attack!"
"I just walked up." Nico stated, bored. "I don't shadow travel anymore unless I have to. There's not even a shadow anywhere near where we are."
The younger Stoll looked around and realized the son of Hades was right. "Wow. I guess I'm off my A-game today. I didn't even notice you."
"I'm use to that." Nico shrugged. "So what's going on?"
"Just placing some bets." Connor replied vaguely. "I don't really know what's it about because I'm not in on the gossip. Travis just asked me to help take the bets. It's something about a game of Truth or Dare that happened after the fire yesterday. Something's going on Will Solace and the girls."
Nico nodded. "Ah."
Somewhere in the distance, a conch shell sounded.
"I'm gonna head to breakfast. See ya around, man."
Breakfast had started just fine. Nico sacrificed some food to his father, Chiron made his announcements, and Nico held a conversation with Jason and Percy over the gaps between their tables.
About ten minutes before breakfast would conclude, there were some shouts from tables all directed towards the Apollo cabin.
"Come on, Solace!"
"Breakfast will be over soon!"
"A dare's a dare man!"
"Are you chicken?"
"I didn't chicken out of my dare!"
"You gotta do it now!"
Nico saw Will Solace get up from his bench. People cheered.
"Everybody stand up!" Drew Tanaka ordered. Everybody did, as a result of her powerful charmspeak.
Will weaved through the tables, occasionally approaching someone. Campers would get excited, but then he'd just walk past them, making some people groan and some people sigh in relief.
"What's going on?" Nico asked Percy and Jason.
They both shrugged, not knowing what was happening. Percy looked really frustrated about that- or maybe it was that he hadn't been able to resist Drew's orders.
Will started approaching the edge of the pavilion where the tables for cabin's one, two, three, and thirteen were. (Why did Hera need a table anyway? She didn't have any demigod kids, and Argus sat at the head table holding ASL conversations with Chiron, Dionysus, and the satyrs.)
Will approached Nico, refusing to make eye contact, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. When he got within a foot, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath (as did many others that were watching), and grabbed Nico's face.
Nico had no idea what was happening as warm lips pressed hard against his own cold ones.
His eyes widened in shock, blood rushed to his face, and he could hear is heart pounding in his ears. He barely registered the gasps (and groans of disappointment) of the other campers.
The bet. They were betting that Will would kiss someone? Nico felt his face flush even further.
He managed to regain enough sense to push the son of Apollo off of him rather roughly. Nico didn't have any real words to say, so he stared at Will for a minute, his mouth gaping, than turned and walked away quickly, attempting to cover his bright red face with his hands.
Nico hid in his cabin. Replaying what had happened over and over again. Each time, a fresh wave of blood rushed to his face.
Nobody bothered him until around twelve thirty.
It was Jason, who just walked in after Nico didn't get up to answer the door. "Hey, man. You alright?"
Nico di Angelo was not alright. He was absolutely mortified by what had happened at breakfast. He could still feel the burning heat of embarrassment in his cheeks.
"I brought you some lunch." He said to Nico's silence. "I hope you like McNuggets. I had the Stolls make a run to Mickey D's and that's what they came back with."
"Why?" The question spilled out of Nico's lips before he could stop them.
"Because you need to eat." Jason replied as if it was obvious- which it was, but that wasn't Nico's question.
"No, you idiot. Why did he do that?"
"Who? Will?"
Mutely, Nico nodded.
"He likes you, Dummy." The son of Jupiter answered.
Nico's looked up fast, and he spluttered. "What?"
"I asked around after you left." Jason told him. "There was a game of Extreme Truth or Dare last night. Someone asked Will who he was crushing on, but he refused to answer. Then somebody dared him to go and kiss his crush at breakfast. I guess the punishment for chickening out of a dare was pretty extreme because he did it."
The son of Hades sputtered for words. "M- me? He likes me? But I'm not- I don't- There's no way-"
Jason raised an eyebrow. "Not what? Gay? Because you are. You don't what? Like him? Because you spend a lot of time with him, so it seems like you do. And there's no way that what? That he likes you? He promised he would kiss his real crush."
"I don't like him." Nico muttered. "Not like that."
"Are you willing to swear on Styx?"
Nico sighed, defeated, but otherwise stayed silent.
The son of Jupiter pursed his lips. "It's okay for you to be embarrassed about this, Nico. I probably would be too. But Will is freaking out about this. You just ran off and he's convinced himself that you hate him. Plus, he just came out of the closet to the entire camp at once. Half of them are teasing him about it and calling him a faggot."
"I don't hate him." Was all Nico said, in a mumble.
"Then go talk to him." Jason told him. "Because right now he's in his cabin, beating himself up over this entire thing."
"How do you know that?"
"Kayla talked to me. Will won't leave his bunk and he's refusing to talk to anybody. She thought I could get through to you better than she could get through to him."
Nico inhaled deeply. "I'll go talk to him." He breathed out.
Nico felt his cheeks redden again as he walked toward Cabin Eight. People watched him, gossiped with each other about him and pointed. He folded his arms into his stomach and hunched over, trying to make himself less noticeable.
The son of Hades knocked on the door, which was covered in a thin layer of gold making it blinding.
Austin opened the door and looked at Nico with distaste. "Come to apologize?"
Nico nodded.
Austin didn't move.
"You gonna let me in?"
"Why would I do that? I'm waiting for an apology."
"Because I came to apologize to Will. Why the Hades would I need to apologize to you?"
"For making my brother homo."
Nico stared. "I didn't make him gay."
Austin didn't look convinced.
"What's wrong with being gay?"
"It's not natural."
"Says a Greek demigod. Do you know much homosexuality exists in our heritage? How many male lovers your father has had alone?"
"Doesn't make it right."
"So you don't support Will over this?"
"Nope."
"You're his brother. If anyone is going to be supportive, it should be you."
"What's going on?"
Nico jumped at the sound of Kayla's voice. The girl looked from her brother to Nico.
"This person with whom you share the same father is being a stupid homophobic piece of shit." Nico answered with a harsh tone. "He wants me to apologize to him for turning Will gay."
Kayla stared at her brother with disturbance. "Out." She ordered firmly after a minute. "Get out. I have seniority over you, and you need to leave the cabin right now. If you're not going to be supportive of Will, you don't deserve to be called our brother."
Austin looked like he didn't believe her. "You're kicking me out? Who says you can do that?"
"Says the rules that we agreed to when Lee was counselor. Remember the rule? Thou shalt act like real family or be dismissed from the family."
"You're not in charge."
"I'm second in command and Will is out of commission because of distress. I'm in charge by default. Now get out."
Austin glared then stormed out of the cabin angrily, shouldering Nico hard as he passed. Nico could tell he'd definitely have a bruise."
Kayla sighed. "Now why are you here? Because if you're gonna do something that will hurt my brother even more, than you should leave."
"I don't want to hurt him." Nico said quietly. "I just want to talk to him. He's my best friend, and I feel really bad."
"Why'd you run off after what happened?"
"Why do you think? I was surprised, and embarrassed. Getting away is my natural instinct. So was holing up in my cabin, just like Will is doing now."
"You're being truthful." She stated, though she still looked as if she wanted a reason to beat Nico up. "Go in, but if you hurt him, even if it's accidental, I will kill you."
Nico peaked in and saw some other Apollo kids milling about, some trying to talk to Will, others doing normal activities. "Would you mind kicking them all out? I'd rather talk to him while we're alone."
The daughter of Apollo did as she was asked, telling her cabin mates to go play some basketball in the real sun, not the artificial sun that moved across the sky in time with Apollo's chariot.
The Apollo cabin was rather large. It was divided into three sections. There was one room containing more musical instruments than Nico could name. The second section was a half court for basketball, and the third section was where the bunks were. That's where Nico headed.
The bunks were all built into the walls, like the trains in some older movies Nico had seen with Percy. They were three bunks tall and five across with ladders between each column. They all had open curtains, except one.
"Will?" Nico called for the blonde boy through the curtain.
There was no response.
"Will, I'm sorry."
Silence.
Nico frowned and climbed the ladder, and slid the curtain open a few inches. Will was tucked away in the far corner of the bunk with a thin yellow blanket covering his body. He faced the wall, staring blankly at it. His arms were wrapped tightly around a pillow.
"I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, Will. I didn't know what else to do."
"You could've just called me a fag like everybody else." His words were so quiet Nico barely caught them.
"What?"
"I said you could've just called me a fag like everybody else." His words were a few decibels louder. "It was written all over your face. You might as well have just said it. Wouldn't have made it any worse."
Nico blinked. "I don't know what my face looked like, but that defiantly wasn't what I was thinking."
Will let out a sarcastic laugh. "Sure you weren't. You were just thinking about how disgusting I am and how much you hate me."
Nico could feel his arms getting tired, so he pulled himself into the cubby and sat criss-cross at the foot of Will's bed. "I don't hate you. I don't think you're disgusting."
"Then what was that reaction? Because that's what it looked like."
The son of Hades shrugged. "Embarrassment. Surprise. Scopophobia. Hapaphobia. Mostly surprise though."
At some point during the conversation, Will had turned away from the wall and sat up against the headboard. His eyes were red which really brought out his gold eyes. His knees were up to chest and he was still grasping the pillow like it was his life line.
"So you don't abhor me?" He sounded so insecure that Nico just wanted to pull him into his arms and coddle him like his mother use to.
"I don't know what abhor means, but I do know I could never hate you or be disgusted by you."
"And, does what happened change anything between us?"
Nico knew exactly what Will was talking about. After the war they'd been getting a lot closer. They'd become best friends over the last few months, which was something they both had needed. Nico because he never had anything stable in his life, and Will because he refused to get really close to anybody new after Lee Fletcher and Michael Yew had died.
"That depends." Nico said, worried that he would make Will lie just to keep their relationship as it was. "Did you mean it, or was it just a stupid dare to you?"
"A stupid dare." Will mumbled.
Even though Will was a horrible liar, the answer made Nico feel like his heart was being stabbed with a mace. "Your lies or grisly, Will."
Will's face was red. "I know."
"So you really like me?" He asked.
"It wasn't a stupid dare." Will admitted to him quietly. "I had to swear on Styx I'd kiss my real crush."
A beat of silence. Two. Three.
"So, does this change anything between us?" He asked again, sounding even more afraid of the answer.
"I- I think it does." Nico whispered. He looked directly into Will's eyes, barely able to ignore the immediate look of heartbreak. "Because, I really like you too."
Blonde eyebrows furrowed. "Wh- what?"
Leaning forward slightly he confirmed what Will had thought he heard. "I like you, Will Solace. I really, really like you."
Suddenly their lips connected and warm hands were on the sides of his face. When had the six foot gap closed between them?
Instinct caused Nico to freeze and he fought down the urge to bolt. It felt like he was about to vomit and was trying to swallow his tonsils at the same time. But almost as fast as the kiss had happened, it started feeling good, and Nico felt he could relax into it. His lips moved in sync with Will's and his hands found the blonde's short locks.
Will pulled away too soon.
"I'm sorry." He muttered. "You don't like being touched. I just couldn't help it."
Nico's breaths were coming in short puffs. "I think it's something I could get use to." He told him. "While, only from you."
Will smiled, which felt like the first time in forever. He was about to kiss the dark haired boy again, but thought better of himself. Instead he asked Nico another question. "Nico, will you be my boyfriend?"
Nico smiled a lopsided smile. "Yeah Luce Del Sole." He told the blonde. "I'd love to."
They leaned in and kissed again. And for the first time in a very long time, they both felt content with their lives.
Now they just had to deal with the other campers.
For those of you who read to the end, thanks!
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I might redo this chapter at some point because I'm not completely satisfied with how it is, but I've been working on this for maybe two weeks now, so...
Also, I started writing this for number 99, but I wasn't satisfied so it kind of made a rough switch to 87. So yeah, this will definately be rewritten in the future, prehaps even uder a different prompt.
I have an urge to write some really cliche "Answers from the Seven" type story. You know the ones where people ask a question and I write my interpretation of what the Seven would say. I don't want to post a story where the first chapter is an author's note though, so if you have any questions you would like the Sven to answer, please leave it in a review.
Thanks and see y'all next time!
~IAmLordVoldemort2
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