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When Nico di Angelo woke up after a night out with his friends, the last thing he expected was to wake up to a naked man laying next to him.
Nico’s friends had dragged him to Vegas to celebrate Percy’s 25th birthday. Nico had grumbled and complained and flat out refused until Hazel, his sister, gave him her best puppy dog eyes and promised him a batch of her famous scones when he caved.
So, Nico found himself sat at a bar in some casino he didn’t know the name of, sipping his 6th vodka soda of the night while his friends mingled and danced and gambled like animals.
By the time he’d ordered himself a 7th drink, a blonde man stumbled forward to the bar, grinning like a maniac. The man was good looking, there was no questioning that. Natural tan, freckles, rich cobalt blue eyes, shiny blonde curls and a lean physique.
Normally, Nico wasn’t the type to be bold and more the type to pine to death in secret, but as it stood, he was on his seventh glass of vodka soda and with the combination of alcohol and a very hot man in front of him….
“Can I get..a..” the blonde squinted at the menu, “Bloody Mary please”
It was clear he was tipsy, verging on the side of drunk.
“I’ll pay for it” Nico offered, surprised at his cohesive tone. Whenever he drank, his brain felt like a marshmallow being held over a flame.
The blonde turned to Nico and his beautiful blue eyes lit up, sparkling as he scanned Nico from head to toe.
“Heyyy” the blonde said, smiling a sloppy smile.
Nico’s heart skipped a beat, “Hi…”
“My names Will, who’s the very hot man I’m talking too?”
Nico blushed, his whole body felt warm, “I think the very hot man I’m talking too is named Will”
Now it was Will’s turn to blush, “I meant you silly” he said, Will then pointed rather dramatically to Nico and booped him on the nose.
Nico grinned, “I’m Nico” he replied, sipping his drink
“Nico…” Will repeated as he received his Bloody Mary, “I like it, it sounds nice”
Nico smiled “Thanks”
Will sipped his Bloody Mary, “M’friends left to buy gin, so we can play drinking games, you wanna join us?”
Normally, Nico would have been a bit more weary about drinking with strangers but a very hot man was offering to spend time with him, what was he supposed to do, say no?
So, that was how Nico found himself drunkenly making out with a very hot blonde on a Friday night. Nico had Will pinned against the hotel door, one hand on his chest and a bottle of gin in his other. He bit and nipped at Will’s neck, kissing and sucking hickies into the beautiful tan, freckled skin. Will only moaned in encouragement, egging Nico on.
“You’re fucking beautiful” Nico said breathily, dragging his teeth against the blondes neck
Will let out a throaty moan, “A-ah, t-that feels so good”
Nico smirked against Will’s neck, biting gently and lewdly dragging his tongue across Will’s collar bone.
Will moaned again, “Marry me!” he shouted
Nico froze for a moment, pulling away to look at Will’s eyes. His eyes sparkled.
“What’d you say?” he asked, his eyes sparkling and his brain clouded by alcohol.
Will met his gaze, he was panting and decorated in love bites. He was just as drunk as Nico. He grabbed the bottle of gin from Nico, who let it go without protest, and took a long swig. Then looked into Nico’s eyes again, the alcohol giving him extra courage, if that was even possible.
“Marry me” Will repeated
Nico stared at him, then yanked the bottle back and repeated Will’s actions, taking a long hard swig of gin. He looked back into Will’s colbalt blue eyes which were somehow even more intoxicating than the alcohol. Maybe it was the gin adding to his already drunken thoughts. Or the tent in his pants. But somehow, the longer he stared at Will, the more he let himself drown in those eyes, the more he could picture a life with Will.
It just made so much sense all of a sudden. He pictured lazy mornings cuddling in a shared apartment, playfully arguing over groceries, nights spend twisted between the sheets in fits of passion, sleepy kisses goodnight, movie nights curled up on a couch, and so on.
It was like all those times Nico spotted someone hot in the grocery store and went on to daydream about an entire life together that would never happen. But…this felt far more real. Like it was an actual possibility. Maybe it was…
“Okay…..let’s get fucking married” he whispered, smiling like an idiot
Will smiled back, pulling Nico into a sloppy, drunken kiss.
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The next thing Nico remembered was waking up with a hangover. His head pounded, his ears rang and he felt like total shit.
Aside from that, the next thing he noticed was the body next to his own.
At first, he panicked. Normally, he could recalled his drunken hook-ups but he had been completely dead to the world last night.
The body next to his own shifted, their head falling against Nico’s chest. Nico startled and sat up, their head sliding into his lap, the man’s soft blonde curls splaying out like rays of sunlight over Nico’s dark boxers. Then looked down at the man’s face and memories started rushing back, albeit only partially at first.
He remembered the bar, the making out, the sex and then it hit him. He remembered finding a church in their drunken state and very enthusiastically vowing to spend the rest of their lives together.
Nico’s eyes widened, carefully he shifted Will off of his lap and braced himself to stand up.
To his surprise, his ass didn’t ache and moving didn’t send burning electrical fire up his spine.
Nico was a bottom. Drunk Nico, however, was not.
Nico took a deep breath, unsure what to do next. Should he wake up Will? Shower? Call his friends? Take his things and pretend like none of this ever happened?
Then Will began to stir, he shifted and let out a soft groan against the lights as he cracked his eyes open.
Nico stood awkwardly, watching Will open his eyes and lift himself from the mattress with a sharp wince.
“Holy fuck! My ass…”
“I’m pretty sure I did…” Nico replied, he was standing in front of the bed in nothing but his boxers
Will blushed, rubbing his eyes. Then he froze, eyes widening. “Oh…my gods. OH MY GODS”
Nico shifted awkwardly, “Morning….”
“W-we got married. We got fucking married.”
Nico winced, “We did…”
Will exhaled shakily, “Well that’s more that’s definitely more than just a one night stand….”
Nico awkwardly sat back down on the edge of the hotel bed, wrapping his arms around his skinny, boney torso. He looked toward Will, who was covering his naked lower half with the bedsheets and looking at Nico with wide blue eyes. Nico swallowed.
“So….where do we go from here?” He questioned
“I-I don’t know, believe it or not I’ve never gotten so shit faced I married someone until now” Will pressed his palms into his eyes, his head clearly aching
Nico tried to think, his head was pounding. His whole body felt like shit.
“Maybe we start with Tylenol?”
Will hummed, groaning “That sounds like a great idea”
Nico stood with a sigh, “Uh, do you mind if I call my friends? They’re probably wondering where I wandered off too..”
“Yeah, yeah go ahead….I think I’m gonna get dressed. I don’t think I packed any Tylenol in my bag…”
“We’ll find a Walgreens or something, let’s…just handle this one step at a time”
Will nodded, clearly overwhelmed “Okay. Yeah, okay good call”
Nico offered Will a hand and with some difficulty, Will got to his feet.
Nico, rather awkwardly, collected his clothes off the hotel floor while Will went to rummage through his suitcase to gather a fresh outfit.
Nico slipped on his pants, pulled his shirt over his head and felt around his pockets to retrieve his phone. Thankfully, it was right where he thought it would be. He turned it on to find he had 6 missed calls, 3 from Reyna and 3 from Hazel and at least a 100 texts from all his friends (but mostly Jason) asking where he was and if he was okay. Leo and Percy’s text however were mostly just teasing Nico about him getting dick or not.
Nico scrolled through his contacts and stepped out onto the hotel balcony and dialed Reyna’s number. She picked up after the first ring.
“Nico di Angelo, where the hell have you been?? Do you realize how worried I’ve been?? For all I knew, you could have been dead! Or kidnapped! Or passed out drunk in the middle of the street! Where have you been?!?!”
Nico winced at her lecture, then took a deep breath, “I uh…I’m okay. I’m gonna be honest, I’m not 100% sure where I am…a hotel somewhere, I know that much. But uh…I…kinda fucked up.”
“What did you do?” Reyna demanded
Nico sucked in a breath, “I….uh, may or may not have gotten completely shitfaced and…”
“And what Nico?!”
“Married a hot stranger I hooked up with…”
Reyna paused. “You WHAT?!”
Nico cringed, “I…I got drunk and married a stranger” Nico repeated, letting it sink in just how absurd he sounded
Reyna sighed rather dramatically, “Gods dammit Di Angelo, or I guess dammit whatever-your-last-name-is-now-that-you-married-your-hookup. But either way, you fucked your way into this so good luck trying to fuck your way out”
Nico dragged a hand over his face, “Uh…can you send me the hotel address? I’ll get an Uber there and…I don’t know, look into a divorce I guess”
Reyna hummed, sending him the address, “Be safe Nico, I don’t know what you’re going to do now but I don’t want anything bad happening to you”
“Don’t worry Reyna, I’ll be careful I promise.”
“You better be Di Angelo” and with that, they hung up.
Nico sighed and dragged a hand through his hair, stepping back inside from the balcony. By now, Will was dressed and looked a little less dead on his feet.
“So…” Will said dragging the O to break the silence
“So” Nico agreed, “uh, I called my friend. I-I’m probably going to head back to my hotel…uh, look into a divorce and…all that”
Will didn’t reply. Nico looked up, Will was biting his lip like he was warring with himself.
“Will?”
Then suddenly, Nico found himself pinned against hotel wall, hands fisting his t-shirt, a pair of lips on his own. His eyes widened, but slowly Nico melted into the kiss. His hands found their way to weave into soft blonde curls.
Eventually, the pulled apart to breathe. And Will looked at him with wide blue eyes.
“I don’t know why I did that…” Will whispered, breathily
Nico let out a soft chuckle, his own eyes sparkling with surprise and excitement. “I mean, technically you are my husband…”
“And maybe that’s not such a bad thing to be”
Nico chuckled lightly, “So, should I start calling you Mr. di Angelo then?” He joked
Will smiled, “Maybe” he said playfully
Nico smiled, then pulled Will back into a kiss. They’d sort this mess out later, but for now, all that mattered was that Will’s lips were on Nico’s, lips that tasted like sunshine and morning breath and everything Nico wanted in his future. The rest of the world melted away, it was just Will and Nico sharing a moment.
The accidental newly weds.
Yeah, maybe being married wasn’t so bad after all.
’I went to Vegas and all I got was this husband’