Just Solangelo Things

Okay Dr. Solace

Will's heart almost stopped when Percy came to the infirmary with Nico's arm draped over his shoulders and blood trickling down his face and soaking his jeans.

"What-"

"Okay Dr. Solace." Nico cut him off with a chuckle. "Ask later, save boyfriend now please."

Will sputtered for a moment before Nico snapped "Now!" to his face, breaking him from his stupor.

He ran about, leading them to an infirmary bed and sitting him down on it.
His siblings were tending to Percy's small cuts and bruises, while he was fussing over Nico and pulling his pants down with a blush.

"Hey, as much as you want to stare at my briefs, you should probably do something about that cut there." Nico grimaced, laying his head down on the pillow.

Before Will could ask, Percy, who had already been taken care of, explained the situation to Will while the healers moved onto Nico after being told where the cut was.
"See, I'm just in my cabin making waffles, right? And-"

"How the hell were you making waffles in your cabin full of malfunctioning water fountains?"

"Shh Nico, I'm trying to tell a story. So I hear this thing go 'roaarr' outside and I'm thinking, 'I have to save the people!' so I run out to see this enormous sea monster thing that looked like an alien."

Nico made grabby hands at Will, satisfied when Will took his hand in his while the healers were disinfecting the wound and stitching it up.

"He's totally making it seem lame. This thing wasn't just an alien, it had, like, tentacles and shit- Ah! And so I'm trying to stab this beached octopus, right? And it has fucking razors on its sucking things- what are they called? Like the suctio- ow fuck- suction cup things. And so I slice one of its arms off but it has a bajillion more, and it just waves 'em around like some drunk ass person, and- ow ow ow."

By the end of his speech, he was gripping onto Will's hand so tight that his knuckles were white.
"Ow- ow Nico it hurts don't-"

Nico shot a glare at him from the corner of his eye.
"Oh! I'm sorry! Are you in pain? Let me just- just move over so they can treat your fucking BRUISED HAND- OW MOTHER GAEA DON'T POKE ME WITH THE DAMN THING NICK."

Poor Nick mumbled a hurried apology before removing the cotton wad from the cut and quickly stitching him up.

"Sorry." Will grimaced as Nico gripped tighter, if that was even possible. "Sorry, that's not what I meant, I was just-"

"I don't give a fuck what you meant just hurry the hell UP Nick."

"Don't torment the poor boy Nico he's only 13."

"Shut up you're like 9."

Will gasped. "I am not 9. If anything you're the one being childish." He finished with a huff.

"Ohh." Percy commented as Nico let go of Will's hand and grabbed onto the handles of the bed instead.
"You just dug a grave for yourself Solace." Percy smirked.

"You know what Will? I don't need your sorry, weak ass hand anymore." Nico gripped the poles tight when Nick- the poor trembling child- started to disinfect the stitched area and wrap the bandages on it.

Will looked hurt. He always felt pride when Nico relied on him for comfort, especially because he would never normally admit pain.

Percy was amused.
He reached a hand out to Nico to piss Will off even more, and to his surprise, a small hand reached back.

He gladly held his hand while as Nick finished up his job and stood. He left after saying something about 2 days bedrest and possible crutches and left in a hurry.

"Nico-" Will started but was immediately cut off.

"You're such a loser William." Nico snapped and Percy slowly stood. "Such a coward. With the bug in the closet, with the angry hellhound, with this- even that one time in bed when you were too scared to take it further becaus-"

"Okay guys I had a wonderful time fighting that octopus with you Nico, and Will- I'll make sure to get you daisies for your shroud burning. Gotta go!" With that, Percy went runing out of the door and out the infirmary.

As he reached the door, he could still hear fragments of their argument.

"Well you're the one-"
"No, you and your tiny dick can go-"
"Stop with the cussing-"
"I'm like 79 years old-"
"Oh really-"
"Yeah, and still my ancient ass is better than yours-"

...

"What are they yelling about?" Jason asked Percy, who was smirking so much his cheeks hurt.

"You know, arguing about things any couple would- injuries, cowardice, bugs, epic battles. Actually," Percy pointed out. "They're really like a married couple."

They continued watching as the two lovebirds can be seen arguing intensely through the window.

"Woah," Jason commented as Will pressed a frantic kiss to Nico's lips. "Getting a little rough no?"

"Hey," Percy nudged him. "Good thing the room has curtains. Let's just hope they're decent enough to use them."

They both laughed, raising an eyebrow as Will's hand snaked under Nico's shirt.

"Guess not."