*Trigger Warning: Attempted Su!cide, blood*
Will's Pov
Will woke up with a feeling of dread.
He rolled over, trying to pull Nico in closer to him, but he wasn't there.
Will was immediately awake. He scanned the room, panicking slightly. He was about to get up, check the hallway to see if he was out there, when he felt something dripping down his arm.
He looked down, confused, and saw the blood dripping down his wrist. Fuck.
He immediately jumped up, running out of his room and down to Nico's bathroom. He saw the light on. He started banging on the door, feeling desperate and hoping he wasn't too late.
"Who is it?" Nico called through the door, his voice sounded slightly slurred.
"Nico? Nico let me in!"
Nico didn't respond for a moment, Will panicked even more. Then he heard the water running and he knew that at least Nico was conscious enough to do that.
"One second Will," Nico said, barely loud enough for Will to hear, "Gotta get dressed."
Will grabbed his hair out of frustration, "Please hurry!"
A few moments later the door cracked open, Nico looked through it. He looked a little paler than usual.
Will didn't hesitate to push the door fully open, forcing himself not to falter when he saw the blood around the sink and dripping onto the floor. Will turned to Nico, surveying him. He was hiding his left arm behind his back.
"Let me see your arm." He demanded, holding out his hand.
Nico shook his head, staring at the ground. He was shaking slightly.
"Show me your arm Nico." Will said more firmly.
Nico relented, slowly placing his arm in Will's hand. It was wet from when he'd obviously tried to wash it away. There was a particularly deep one right on his wrist, it was the one that was causing Will to bleed as well. He quickly grabbed the towel from the rack and wrapped it tightly around his wrist, calling for his mother.
"N-no," Nico whimpered, trying to jerk away from him, Will held on tighter, "I'm fine. S-she doesn't need to know."
"Nico, love you're bleeding a lot. I can try but I don't think I'll be able to get it to stop in time." Will tried to be as calming as possible, even though internally he was freaking out. He called for his mother louder.
A few seconds later mom ran into the bathroom, Kayla right behind her. She immediately saw the situation and closed the door behind her despite Kayla's complaining.
"Nico?" She immediately kneeled down next to him, reaching to check his pulse on his neck. Nico immediately flinched away, cuddling up to Will. Mom frowned.
"Will?" She looked up to him, "Can you check his pulse? Make sure it's not going too fast, I'll hold the towel. If he's lost too much blood we'll have to take him to the hospital, if not then I can probably stitch him up here."
Will did so, comforting Nico when he whimpered as Naomi squeezed his wrist. He checked the boy's pulse, it was a little fast but not too concerning. He told this to his mother, who handed Nico's wrist back to him and instructed him to try and have the boy lay flat on his back.
He did so, Nico whimpering only slightly. He seemed a little out of it, clinging to Will and begging him not to leave him.
"I'm not going to leave you Nico," Will promised, leaning forward and kissing his forehead, "I just need to make sure my mom can help you, is that okay?"
Nico nodded slightly, sitting up despite their objections and cuddling up to Will. He seemed to relax slightly, but only slightly.
"I'm going to go and get our first aid kit." His mom said, getting up and wiping her hands off on one of their towels, "Make sure he doesn't fall asleep."
Will nodded, turning his full attention back to Nico, who did seem to be drifting off. He gently shook him, rubbing his arm a little too quickly until he opened his eyes again.
"Stay awake with me love," He muttered, leaning forward and kissing his nose, "You can't fall asleep right now."
"I'm sorry Will," Nico mumbled, snuggling closer to him, "I made a mess."
Will shook his head, "It's fine Nico, it's not your fault."
"I was just going to do a small cut," He continued like Will hadn't said anything, "But I went overboard. Please don't be mad at me."
"I could never be mad at you baby." Will whispered, kissing him again when his eyelids drooped.
"Yeah you can," Nico looked up at him confused, "You've been mad at me, like then Thalia had to bring me to her camp cause I was drunk."
Will narrowed his eyes slightly, "Nico, I wasn't mad at you. I was upset because I was worried about you, but I was never mad at you."
Nico shrugged, "You seemed mad."
"I'm sorry if I seemed that way Nico," Will rubbed his arm, making sure Nico didn't drift off again, "I was just worried."
"Okay," Nico mumbled, cuddling closer to him. A moment later his mother came back in, carrying her first aid kit.
After Will calmed Nico down she was able to stitch the worst of the cuts up. She wrapped up his arm and checked the vitals that she could, then told Will what to look out for just in case he'd lost more blood than they thought and cleaned up the bathroom as Will carried Nico over to their room.
As he was setting Nico down in the bed he suddenly realized two things. One, Nico was shirtless, Will had been too freaked out to realize. Two, there was blood all over his pants.
"Nico? Do you want me to help you change into cleaner pants?"
Nico muttered an agreement, Will carefully helped him remove his jeans, making sure he could stop him if he needed, changing him into some of Will's sweatpants so he was comfortable.
Once he was changed he quickly changed himself and slipped into bed next to Nico, making sure not to jostle him too much.
"Will?" Nico muttered, snuggling closer to Will.
"Yes love?" Will really did enjoy calling him stuff like that.
"Thank you."
"Thanks for what baby?"
"For not being mad at me," Nico wrapped his arms around Will's torso, snuggling closer to him, "And for still loving me."
"Always darlin', always and forever"
Nico smiled, "I love the way you say darling. It makes you sound Texan."
"I am Texan baby."
"Oh," Nico looked at him with an adorable confused look on his face, "I need to ask you more about yourself. You know so much about me but I know basically nothing about you. Tell me about yourself."
Will smiled, knowing that he probably looked like a lovesick idiot. But he complied, talking to Nico about his life until the boy fell asleep.
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