Less Like A Brother, More Like A Lover (Solangelo)

Anger

Will was pissed off. He was glad Nico trusted him enough to explain the Percy incident, but his anger towards the son of Posiedon surpassed that by far. Despite Nico's protests, Will marched straight over to Percy and grabbed him by the collar.

"We need to talk. Now." He said, firmly dragging the boy to the back of the Apollo cabin. He let go, walking away and trying to reign in his anger.

"What the actual Hell, Jackson?" He said, looking back at Percy, who looked confused and slightly startled, himself.

"What?" he asked, unknowingly. Will's anger exploded. He began yelling, pointing a finger at Percy, who was standing against the wall, wide-eyed.

"First of all, if you ever play with Nico's feelings again, I will personally kill you! Second of all... What the actual Hell!? You have Annabeth! Is she not good enough for you or something? You're already a big hero and everyone loves you, so why-" Will's voice broke. He cared so much for the cute death boy. He didn't understand why Nico was so infatuated with this guy! Will could feel Percy's gaze on him.

"I...I'm sorry," Percy stuttered, "I wasn't trying to do... that... I-" He stopped, getting a good look at Will, "You're crying?" Will could feel the hot tears pouring down his face. He couldn't help it, he just wanted Nico to be happy. The son of Hades was everything to him, and this pompous brat was hurting him. He couldn't handle it, and his emotions got the best of him.

"Just... forget it..." Will said, going into the Apollo cabin. He sat down on the bed, wondering what he should do.

"Dad?" He said, looking up at the ceiling. "Give me a sign! Tell me what to do!" He wiped the tears from his eyes, and made his way back to the campfire.