Battle Wounds: Solangelo Soulmate AU

𝐹𝑂𝑈𝑅𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑁

WILLS POV:
"His dads still not here," my mom said as she walked back into Nicos hospital room.
"I told you he's not coming, it's not like I'm dying your lucky he even answered the phone," Nico said exasperation and anxiety dripping from his mouth.
"You got stabbed!" I exclaimed, for about the hundredth time.
"In the leg!" Nico argued, waving his arms in the air.
"Yet you still tried to walk to the hospital cause you didn't want to get blood in my car or make your dad pay for an ambulance!"
"I was hoping I could just walk home and you'd forget it happened," Nico grumbled, barley loud enough for me to hear.
"You two argue like a married couple," my mom murmered walking back out of the room.
Nicos cheeks turned red at her words, and he crossed his arms across his chest.
"Can I leave yet?" Nico complained.
"You just got here!" I exclaimed throwing my hands up with a chuckle.
"And? You got stitches and they got my leg to stop bleeding let's go," Nico said starting to push himself off of the bed.
"Nico, your going to need stitches too," I say, pushing him back down.
"I don't want stitches," Nico said quickly, his eyes getting big.
"You need stitches, even I had to get stitches for it because it was so deep they said it wouldn't just heal with yours," I said pointing to my own calf which had a large band aid over where the wound is.
"Sorry," Nico said, looking away with a face that made him look like he was almost ashamed.
"It's alright, but if I had to get some basic stitches then you have to get stitches too."
His eyes got big again and he swallowed hard. "What if I just leave? Can they chase me?"
I laughed but stopped when I realized he was serious. "What? Are you afraid of getting stitches?" I asked, my eye brows furrowing in confusion. Nico has just been fricken stabbed after he went all Karate Kid on those guys, and he was afraid of stitches?
His eyes turned pink and he pursed his lips. "No. . ." Nico mumbled, not meeting my eyes.
I couldn't help but smile at him. "Don't worry I'll be right here with you the whole time," I grabbed his hand and squeezed it for affect.
His gaze moved back to me and his dark chocolate eyes met mine. "Promise?" he whimpered.
"Promise," I smiled at him, and he forced a half hearted smirk.
A nurse walked in with his Dad, who looked utterly furious.
"Alright, we're really going to need you to change into a gown sir," the nurse said putting a hospital gown on Nicos lap.
"I've already said no like ten times, do you need to hear it spanish? No," Nico said sarcastically.
"Nico, be nice," I snapped at him.
"Sir, we're doctors here we're just trying to help you," she said than leaning in close to him, "If you want us to kick your boyfriend out so you don't have to we can."
"He's not my boyfriend," Nico snapped at her, his eyes streaking between her and his dad warily.
"Oh sorry, he just, uh I thought he, well anyways. You need to change," the nurse said much more forcefully now.
"Could be just take his pants off?" His father asked.
The nurse looked at him curiously, "Well I guess that would work. Fine. Just take your pants off then."
Nico looked like he was trying to swallow a mouse, "Fine." he glared at his Dad.
"Your nurse and your friend and I will wait out side," his dad said.
"No, Will stay," Nico said stopping me from standing up. I sat back down and watched the other two leave.
Once the door closed Nico groaned. "Fuck," he snapped.
"What's wrong?" I asked quizzically, wondering why it was such a big deal for him to change into a gown(and why he wanted me to stay).
Nico looked at me like I just asked him what 2+2 is. "Your the one that gets all my fucking injuries and shit, you tell me," he sneered.
I thought about it for only a second before it hit me, The nurse was going to see all of his cuts.
"Oh," I breathed, biting my lip.
"Yeah, i'm fucked," Nico said, "What the hell do I say?"
"I-I don't know? The truth?" I said slightly hopefully. If he told the nurse the truth than she would have to do something about his dad.
"Hell no!" Nico snapped, standing up reluctantly. "Do you think she'll believe I fell in a rose bush?"
"Uh, no," later that statement might be really funny but in the moment it wasn't.
"Well that's what i'm going with," then he pulled his pants off revealing not only black calvin klein boxers but cuts littering all over his thighs. Normally I pride myself in not being the typical hormonal teenager, but in only boxers it was ALL on show. I had to pry my eyes away and mentally cursed myself.
As if on cue a knock on the door sounded and the nurse walked back in, this time without his dad.
"Alright," her head moved up from her clipboard snd her jaw dropped at the sight of his thighs. "Oh, uhm, i'm assuming that didn't happen in the fight?" she grimaced.
"I fell into a rose bush," Nico said in a surprisingly believable way.
"Are you sure?" the nurse asked.
"Yes," Nico snarled.
The nurse didn't look very convinced and she wrote something in her clipboard snd walked over the the bed. The nurse examined the stab wound on his Nicos calf but her eyes couldn't stay off his thighs.
"I'll go get the doctor," she breathed walking out and closing the door behind her.
Nico huffed, "She didn't buy it did she?"
"I don't think so," I said, still chewing on my bottom lip.
As soon as the words left my lips I watched his walls come tumbling down and he looked like he was about to cry. I grabbed his hand and he turned to look at me. He looked utterly broken, tears threatening to spill.
"What's she gonna do?" He murmured.
"I don't know, but it's gonna be ok," I said, my thumb rubbing circles on the back of his hand.
He didn't say anything just leaned back on the bed and signed heavily. A few minutes later a doctor walked in with a nurse and a tray that held surgical string, a couple needles, and a vial of something.
Nicos walls flew back up when he saw them and he sat up.
"Alright Nico, is it?" The doctor asked, he took one look at Nicos thighs then his eyes went back to his papers. Nico nodded, but I saw the fear in his eyes as he eyed the needles.
The doctor looked at me than at our intertwined hands. "This must be your boyfriend Will," the doctor smiled warmly at Nico. To my surprise Nico didn't snap that I wasn't his boyfriend, he just nodded and squeezed my hand harder. I couldn't tell if that was a good sign, or he was just too scared to speak.
"Well I'm just going to numb the area around the wound and then get to stitching you up, how's that sound?" He smiled at Nico as he picked up the syringe. I saw every muscle in Nico tense up and he looked like he was gonna pass out. Automatically I stood up and put my arm around him and pulled his face into my chest like my mom used to do when I was younger and scared of shots.
"Just don't look," I whispered into Nicos ear.
The nurse and the doctor smiled even bigger if that was possible. Then the doctor began numbing Nicos calf and then stitched up the stab wound.
"All done," the doctor chimed after about 30 minutes. I hadn't noticed but Nicos nails had been digging into my arm.
"I'll send your Dad back in, after we talk to him," the nurse said, looking nervously at Nicos legs.
Once they left Nico pulled away from me, dried tears in his face. "I fucking hated that," he complained looking at his freshly bandaged leg. "I'm putting my pants on." He stood up and put his clothes back on quickly.
His Dad came storming in. "Nico were leaving!"