Three days? Why not? (Solangelo)

Is it a crush, or just a fond liking?

A/N I couldn't wait to start a Solangelo fanfic, they're soooo cute! By the way, I edited all my chapters to have pictures, YAY!!! but just a disclaimer IT'S NOT MY ART!! the art belongs to the respected artists, while I wish I was that good at art, I am unfortunately not. (I can draw stick figures and that's about it) but, anywho, thought I should just make that clear, and if you are the artist of any of these beautiful works of art (although I don't know why you would stumble upon my fanfic) they are ADORABLE!! alright, no more rambling, let the fanfic begin!

POV Nico

I walked back over to a certain son of Apollo, with his arms crossed, leaning on a tree, waiting for me. "What did you do to Percy? He looks like a fish out of water."

Will laughed at his joke, I just stared at him blankly, I got the joke, but why was it so funny to him? "I just explained something to him."

"Well, we should get going, you look like you could pass out any minute now." Will grabbed my hand and began walking towards the infirmary. At first I flinched at the contact, but Will's hand was warm on my cold fingers, I reluctantly followed, a blush creeping up my neck, to my cheeks. Will looked back at me and laughed, with a bright smile. "You look like a tomato." I blushed harder.

"Let's just go, Solace." I grumbled, looking away to hide my blushing face.

"Alright. . . death boy." I glared at him for the nickname, but didn't say anything, because secretly, I kind of liked it, the Will Solace, had a nickname for me, just me? I thought I might just pass out at the thought of that, nothing to do with exhaustion. 

Percy may have not been my type, but he doesn't have blonde hair, or blue eyes, Will does.  

We made it through the infirmary doors, Will lead me to a bed in the corner and pulled the privacy curtain, so no one could see. "Okay, shirt off, now." Will said in a serious tone.

"Wha- what?" I sputtered. "Why?"

Will rolled his eyes. "You think i'm that stupid? It would be nearly impossible for a demigod to travel across the world and remain unharmed the whole way. Also, Reyna told me about your encounter with Lycaon, when I mentioned I would be keeping you here for three days, she thought I should know." Will smirked. "Shirt. Off. Now" 

Curse Reyna, why would she do this to me? I must have spoken out loud because Will responded with, "Because she cares about you, and when someone you care about is injured, you worry."

I scowl as I pull my shirt over my head. I can tell Will is trying not to stare, but when you can count all of someone's ribs and there are huge gashes across their torso, it's hard. "Nico! What the Hades?! You should have come to someone right after the war!" Will took a deep breath, and searched through the medical cabinet, pulling out stitches, a flask of nectar and bandages. "Since these won't heal magically, i'll have to stitch them." He said, motioning to my torso.

I shrugged and lay back on the bed, and Will began cleaning and stitching the huge gashes.

Hours later, Will was finally done. The pain was more tolerable, but I was still sore. Will sat back and rubbed his eyes, letting them finally relax after hours of concentration. "Alright death boy, get some sleep, i'll wake you up for breakfast tomorrow." He said, standing up stretching his legs.

"But it's only 7:00 pm!" I protested. I did not want to go to sleep, knowing nightmares happen when I sleep. 

"And you need sleep. By the way, when was the last time you slept? Not counting, passing out from over exertion." Will said with a smirk, knowing I couldn't get my way out of this one.

I glared at him, then looked down. "I don't remember." I mumbled.

Will started walking away, then looked over his shoulder. "Exactly, all the more reason to get more sleep. Good night, death boy." Then walked through the curtain , leaving me alone.

I flopped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. Half an hour later, I was still trying to build up the courage to go to sleep, and finally my eyelids got heavy and closed.

I woke up the next morning with a start, sitting straight up in bed, and tears streaming down my face. I had seen Bianca, she said she hated me for crushing on Will, and I was stupid for it. While she as a girl, had sworn away boys, me as a boy, had found myself attracted to not just one, but two. 

I curled up into a ball and cried my heart out. I soon heard someone shuffle through the curtain, and sit down across from me, who I could only assume was Will, the bed dipping where he sat. The warm arms wrapped around me. "It's okay death boy, i'm here, you're okay, it was only a nightmare." He said in a gentle and calm voice, and I relaxed into his arms.

A/N and that's chapter one. Yay!!!