"Could you be anymore loud?" Nico hisses, features recoiling into a cringe when Will knocks the clanging, metal box onto the floor —as if on cue in response to Nico's annoyance.

"Sorry!" Will whispers as he winces, knowing far too well that being staying stealthy and sly wasn't exactly his forte. Nico knows the blonde wasn't exactly the best man for the job, and Nico knows that Will knows that too. It only made him further question the blonde's eagerness to assists Nico on this mission.

Nothing major, a simple task of picking up an unclaimed demigod and dropping them off at Camp Half-blood. A task given initially to Nico due to the low demands of Satyrs that were already very few due to the amount of tasks around the country. To be honest, the Italian was more than happy to cooperate, he wanted the change of scenery, growing bored to the camp's regulations of staying within the boarders.

Will, of course, insisted on coming along, blabbering on about something along the lines of keeping Nico in check — which yes the Italian can do perfectly well — but he wasn't completely resistant to Will's addition because, well, he wanted Will to come along.

Nico grows to regret the idea by the second though since Will is a disaster at doing anything but draw attention. From his practically glowing, golden hair to his uncontrollable laughter to his clumsy attributes he really does make the worst undercover in history.

He doesn't halt from expressing this frustration to his best friend.

"I can't believe people let you do surgery on them," Nico claims half heartedly. He doesn't really mean it of course, Nico oddly trusts Will with his life and he was well aware of the fact that Will strives in the medical field with or without his blessings from Apollo.

All he see's is Will rolling his too blue eyes as he slides into the principal's chair.

Oh yeah, they were trespassing the Principal's office in an attempt to hack his computer and extract information on this unclaimed demigod. No biggie.

But it is, kinda. The Italian has fought so many monsters and battled in wars that he just saw it as just a norm in life, especially in quests. However this particular quest was different, not one monster they had to deal with so far and instead put into a much more difficult and stressful situation. High school.

"Where the fuck in the USB port?" The blonde questions, head ducking underneath the wooden desk in search for the actual computer.

"What the fuck is a USB port?" Nico asks in response, tired of finding out something completely and extraordinarily new and advance (for only him) that he simply didn't know about due his time in the Lotus. Like seriously, when Will was casually discussing a joke, fake conspiracy on the moon landings Nico flipped his shit because — what the fuck people have landed on the moon?

"This thing better work," Will thinks out loud before plugging a small looking chip into the device. Leo had provided them with it, apparently coded or some shit that flew over Nico's head when the Hispanic explained, basically something to help them get past any sort of passwords or security checks they may encounter.

And it seems to work like a charm Nico gathers; watching the way Will beams at the screen from over at the door to keep watch for anyone coming in. The blondes face is illuminated by white light, he azure eyes shining in it artificial brightness as Nico pays notice to the way they flicker all over the computer screen. The Italian can't see what exactly Will was doing due to the angle he was stood at, but he can examine Will himself perfectly well and that's all he really wants.

Yeah so maybe Will was the most beautiful male Nico had ever laid eyes on but yet again, it's no biggie. Or at least he forces himself to think it isn't. Because it isn't. Nope, it's not a big deal. It doesn't matter he's practically in love with his best friend. Not at all, since Nico knew very well about the consequences of pining after straight guys; they weren't particularly present. But he's already taken a huge step over the line with Will and he's so dangerously attached it's only a matter of time Nico becomes heartbroken. However, until Will's rejection and the bitter truth stabs him in the heart, Nico makes the most of what he has of Will right now through more subtle ways — like shamelessly checking him out.

Nico's so lost in counting the visible freckles from a distance he almost didn't hear the loudly approaching footsteps, and in a haze of panic he pushes himself from the door and searched frantically for a spot to hide.

"Will, someone's coming, we need to hide," he says, making his concerns known to the blonde who just smirked.

He pulls out the chip from the computer, grinning lazily at it for half a second, "We got all the info, it's no problem if we're caught now. Getting expelled won't do anything."

"An expel won't do anything," Nico starts as his approaches Will in an act to formulate his outrageous idea in reality, "But an arrest might do something. Breaking and entering, hacking, stealing personal information. I can think of a lot of bad consequences if things do go wrong, Solace. "

Will doesn't reply but he does look a little more conscious at the severity of the situation but also alongside his minor confusion. The blonde regards Nico with a cocked eyebrow as the Italian grabs his arms, dragging them away from the desk until Nico's back hits the wall.

"What are you doing?" The blonde asks, still not clarified on what exactly Nico's cover up solution was. Only emphasised as Nico begins to shrug of his leather jacket, but only up to his elbows, all in the while of being trapped within small proximity between the pair.

"Why do you think a pair of high schoolers would usually seek out a private room for just the two of them?" Nico asks as an explanation, and he knows exactly when it clicks into the blondes mind with what he's implying. Will's lips slightly part and flushes red, as if he was about to intrude on the idea but promptly thought against it.

Instead, Will's fingers reach up to muffle Nico's soft, silky strands of hair, attempting to achieve a more messier than usual look. The Italian's pale fingers reach up to Will's button up collar, undoing the first one to scuffing up the edges of the shirt. They being to speed up their antics as the footsteps grow more prominent, and only a matter of a few seconds before that door swings open.

"We really have to sell thi—"

But Nico can't finish the sentence since Will's mouth presses against his and his strong hands rest confidently on his waist. The Italian doesn't know why he's so shocked at the contact, it was his plan after all. Perhaps it's the fact that the blonde cut him off mid sentence or maybe it's linked with the bouncing sparks that sizzled at the contact. Eventually though, he gathers his senses and responds to the kiss in an earnest.

That's when the office door is pushed open but Nico barely registers it. At this point, he's too hooked on the sensation of Will's smooth lips, the feeling of his luscious curls and the heat of his body that presses Nico against the wall.

"You do you think you are doing in here, kids?" A surprisingly gruff voice answers and Nico can practically hear the sneer in the unknown person's voice. He didn't heed it too much attention though, clearly forgetting about the whole intentions of the plan as Nico continues his attack on his blond lover's lips. He only realised when he let out an embarrassing real mewl of disappointment as Will pulls away, who sends a hunting wink at Nico until he makes himself look sheepish.

"Get outta here before I call someone on you. Consider yourselves lucky I don't get paid enough to waste my time telling some staff two
students were making out in the principals office. Scram, kids." The janitor says, gathered from his blue overalls, mop in hand and explicit complaints about the lack of zeroes on his pay check. Nico supposes the janitor is trying to sound intimidating, and it's actually pretty hilarious and he ends up biting his lips to control his laughter. If only this guy knew half the shit he's went through.

Will seems to pick up on Nico's threat to burst so he apologising promptly for the both of them and, though still healthily flushed, leads them both out of the office and into the onslaught of the overcrowded hallways.

"That was close..." Nico starts but then draws off as he's too surprised by the larger hand lacing in between his own fingers, stripping his mind of any rational thoughts. "Why...?"

Will beams volts, a perfect display of his perfect teeth and now slightly puffy lips but then he merely shrugs while swinging their arms back and forth. Nico's too startled to release his hand, but he's sure he doesn't want to ever stop the press of Will's palm against his own. He's rendered utterly speechless when the blonde presses a sweet kiss against his scarlet spilling cheeks.

"We need to really sell this off," Will echoes Nico's words, thumb rubbing soothing circle at the back of his hand, "And I'm pretty god damn committed so I guess you just have to stick with it."

Nico's not completely dumb so he picks up on the undertone and feels like he could sing he's so happy. But instead, he hums in satisfaction and leans his head into Will's broad shoulder, more than pleased with the consequences of this particular situation.

AN:

To be fair I don't even know what the heck even went down in this chapter.
It's not my proudest work and I feel like it lacks but I wanted to force this chapter out because:

A) What the fuck I'm on 10k reads

B) I've been super inactive on Wattpad and haven't updated in ages due to me being 'busy' binging shows on Netflix.