Solangelo One Shots (fluff)

Story XXXXIV

Nico yawned wide and his eyes watered as he stared at the textbook and paper he had in front of him. His back ached and his butt was sore from sitting at his desk chair for so long. He couldn't remember how long he had been doing school work for, but it was pitch dark outside.

His wrist hurt from each movement of his pen and the inside of his ring finger's top joint had a small red callus-type thing on it. But he couldn't stop. No matter how hungry or thirsty or tired or achy he was, he had to keep going.

This report was due tomorrow morning and he was so close, almost done. He could see the light at the end of the tunnel, but his body was starting to shut down. His eyes drooped and the small print of the textbook blurred as he tried to read. He kept writing the wrong letters and having to erase them. Everytime he had to flip his pencil around to erase something, his fingers felt sluggish and tired, so much energy going into such a small movement.

His desk lamp was beginning to give him a headache and all he really wanted to do was lie down. But no, he couldn't because the paper was due tomorrow morning and he didn't have time to take a break. He was sure if he were to stop he would drop dead and sleep.

So he soldiered on, pushing the darkness at the edges of his vision away and continuing the damned paper.

He heard his apartment door open and close and he sat confused for a moment. Who was in his apartment? Did he make plans? His questions were answered almost immediately when the door to his room cracked open and none other than his sunshine-y boyfriend stood in the doorway.

At least, he thought it was his boyfriend. Truthfully his vision was going out and he only saw a golden splotch with limbs and a colorful t-shirt.

"Hey death boy," Will said, much too cheerfully. He stepped in the room and shut the door behind him. "Why are you still doing work? It's almost eleven," Will's tone shifted as he approached and his head cocked, scanning Nico up and down. He was still a blob to Nico, but he became a little clearer as he stepped closer.

"Hey," Nico said, his words heavy on his tongue. "I have a report," he shifted his focus back to the book and shakily wrote down a quote.

He felt a warm hand on his shoulder and jumped at the sudden contact. "Nico, I know I call you death boy, but this time you have really taken that literally," Nico leaned into his touch and felt his arms grow weak. "Why don't you put that to rest for the night and cuddle with me," Will said, rubbing a patch of exposed skin above the collar of Nico's shirt with his thumb,

Nico shivered and shook his head, "I can't," he said rather harshly. "I don't have time to stop, or take a break, Will. I need to finish this!" Unexpected tears filled his eyes from frustration and exhaustion and he shook, his whole body numb.

He heard Will sigh and kneel down next to his chair. "Nico," Will's voice was impossibly soft. He turned the chair to face him and placed his hands on Nico's knees. "This isn't healthy, my love. I know you care about this class and you want to get good grades, but this is not the way to do that," he took Nico's hands in his and kissed each palm. "It's too much for you right now,"

Nico broke down, sobs wracking his body at those words. It's too much.

Will stood and wrapped his arms around him, holding Nico's head to his chest, letting his tears soak his shirt. "It's okay, Nico," Will cooed. "It's okay if it's too much. No one can do it all," he ran his hands through Nico's hair and rocked his steadily back and forth.

"But what am I supposed to do, Will?" Nico cried. "It's due in the morning and i'm so close to being done, yet I feel so far and I just don't know what to do," his voice was clogged with tears and gripped the front of Will's shirt tightly.

"I'm gonna tell you what you're going to do," Will said as he pulled away and cradled Nico's face in his hands, swiping each tear away as they came. "You are going to come to bed and lay down with me and sleep,"

Nico whined pitifully. "I can't—" Will shut him up with a soft kiss.

"No," Will said firmly. "You are coming to bed and sleeping," he used his doctor voice. This wasn't an ask, it was a command.

Nico whimpered and pleaded with his eyes, but Will held his gaze fiercely. "Will..." Nico griped.

"Now." Will said sternly, his grip on Nico's cheeks tightened.

Nico's resistance was futile and he gave in. "Fine," he mumbled.

Will smiled brightly, kissed his nose, then turned off his desk lamp. He helped Nico up out of the chair and over to the bed. Nico stumbled the whole eight feet there and flopped lifelessly on the blankets.

Will chuckled and helped move him up the bed and under the covers. "There you are," Will said, tucking the blankets firmly around Nico before changing into pajama pants he had left there.

Nico whimpered as he melted into the mattress. His bed never felt so amazing. His eyes closed almost immediately and he felt Will snuggle in beside him, pulling him close.

He hugged Will back, conforming his body around the taller boy's, melding together. He buried his face in Will's chest, breathing him in and clutching close.

The last thing he felt was a pair of warm lips on his forehead before he drowned in the peacefulness of sleep.

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Alright, this one's short bc I wrote this at eleven pm. fun stuff. 

Also it's shorter bc I updated my smut book!!! Please go check that out if you would like :))

Regardless, I hope you enjoyed. Have a wonderful day/night, drink some water, eat a snack. Take care of yourself, you deserve it!

Love always,

Neptune <3

Q: Have you slept lately? like actually slept?

A: Surprise surprise, I have not. but that's okay because who needs sleep when you have Solangelo fanfiction! heh, yeah i'm delusional. imma go to sleep now.