To Tartarus and Back (A Solangelo Story)

Boundaries

DISCLAIMER I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT AND OC'S! ALL RIGHTS GO TO RICK RIORDAN!

Nico's POV

When I get done fighting monsters, the first thing I want to do is NOT get yelled at by a nun. Or whatever she was. But she looked like a nun. Either way I wasn't having it.

I grabbed my half eaten lunch along with Will and shadow travelled back to camp. 

And then I immediately passed out. 

When I awoke, my head hurt, my chest burned, and I felt really fucking dizzy.  I tried to sit up, and a stabbing pain went through my entire body.

"Easy there sunshine."  I look over and see Will sitting next to my bed.

"I cleaned your wounds by the way. I don't think you need an infection."  

I looked around. I was still in my cabin, so apparently Will didn't take me to the the infirmary.

"Why aren't I in the infirmary?" I asked.

"Well you passed out in here, so I just kept you here. I thought it'd be less of a shock when you wake up. "

"Thanks." I said groggily. 

"Of course. How are you feeling?" he asked, being all doctor-y and stuff.

"Like I got scratched by Mrs. O'Leary." I responded.

Will smiled. "Well you did take a nasty scratch by an empousa. How'd you even know who that was?" he asked.

I groaned, not wanting to open up about that memory. "When I was in Tartarus, she was there.  She wanted to kill Percy Jackson, but I guess she thought I was the next best thing."

I hated having to share about my time down there. I almost died every five minutes, and it was hard not to go insane. What hurts even more was that whenever they think about Tartarus, they always thing about Percy and Annabeth's brave and daring adventures ,  but in reality, I went into Tartarus before them; alone. It really does hurts being overlooked, even if I hate the attention.

Will tenderly grabbed my hand. "Well at least you beat her ass kiddo." 

I rolled my eyes. "Why do  you always call me 'kiddo'? I'm literally almost sixty years older than you!" 

Will moved so he was sitting on the edge of my bed. "Because it makes you flustered. And you look cute when you're flustered."

"I'll say it once and I'll say it again Solace. You're a sap."

He shrugged. "Don't blame me. You made the sacrifice when we started dating." 

I looked down at my lap. Will was always good at being so sure about everything. He always made the best out of everything, and didn't second-guess himself. Even with relationships.

Then there's me, who isn't even sure if Will wants to date me. For all I know, he could using me, or manipulating me. My mind always did a good job at assuming the worst.

"You okay Neeks? You're looking a little pale." Will said, just as my stomach lurched.

I picked up my trash can next to my bed and heaved into it. Will had a shocked look on his face, but started rubbing my back for comfort. When I was done, I set the trash can down and wiped my mouth.

"Sorry."

Will looked surprised. "Nico you just puked. What's wrong?"

I contemplated lying. But then he'd find out, and this ordeal would be much worse. I sighed.

"When you said we were 'dating', I don't know, I guess it just freaked me out because like, I know we are 'together' but it just scared me because we never officially said we were dating. So I don't know Solace. Just-" I stopped, not really knowing what else to say.

"Okay." He said slowly. "That still doesn't explain why you just vomited in a trash can."

I took another deep sigh. This was the part I didn't really want to explain. "Because. Even if we are dating, I'm just scared you're going to use me or some shit. Or manipulate me like everyone else does. Because I'm not as comfortable with some couple-y stuff yet. So it freaked me out and, yeah, I kinda threw up."

Will looked crestfallen. He cupped my cheek, (for the second time today, might I add), and looked at me with a piercing gaze. "Nico di Angelo. I don't want you to ever, ever, think I am going to manipulate or use you. I'm here to make you feel happy and loved. Even if you don't want to say it back, or even hear me say it, I love you. Everything about you. And I'm not just with you because I'm your doctor, I'm  here for you. And only you. And if that means having boundaries to follow, I'm here for it. Okay?"

I could feel tears in the corners of my eyes. I want to believe what Will means what he say, I really do, but I can't help but think of the worse- case scenario. I really do want to be with Will. He makes me feel the safe, and it really does feel like he loves me. Call me a love-struck teenager or whatever, but that's the truth.

I wipe my eyes with my shirt sleeve. "Thank you."

Will gives a sincere smile. "Of course. Now come here handsome."

He motions for me to come near and I do. Feeling comforted as he wraps his arms around my torso and kisses my cheek.

"I'm always here for you. Remember that." he whispers in my ear.

I Can't help but smile.

"Ti amo Solace." I whisper.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE 

Hi, it's Gremlin.

AaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAAAAAaaaaaAAAAaAAaaaA I'm literally crying while writing this! It's so sweet even though it has nothing to do with the main plot.

Anyway, I contemplated not posting today, but I said screw it and posted anyway.

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Thanks for reading!!!