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

A Bit of Tension

A swarm of campers greeted the three exhausted demigods as they stumbled into camp.
A wave of concerned voices blurred together, and Will shook his head at anyone who bothered with his few cuts and scrapes.
"Guys, never mind me," he coughed, "Nico's in critical shape. He needs immediate medical attention."
Will pushed past droves of half-bloods in an attempt to get Nico the supplies he needed. Laying the unconscious Son of Hades on the nearest medical bed, Will quickly got to work, not bothering with anyone else; not even Percy, who was leaning on the wall next to the nightstand, biting his nails.

Will was more grateful than ever that he inherited his father's way with healing as he busily picked out just the right supplies, bandages, and medicines. His small wounds ached as he worked, but he hardly noticed. After a while, Will wrapped the final bandage around Nico's injury, and took his vitals.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized the poison's effect was subsiding, and that Nico would be just fine in a day or two.

"He's okay?"

Will jumped at Percy's voice; he had completely forgot that the son of Poseidon had been standing there the whole time.

Will yawned and nodded, "What are you still doing here? I've been working almost all night," he glanced at the battery operated clock on the wall, "You've been there for 4 hours?"

Percy shook his head, "I left to eat, but then I came back," he turned around and grabbed a plate of blue macaroni and cheese, "Hungry?"

Will laughed, taking the plate, "I'm always hungry enough to eat some blue pasta. Because that's not strange at all."
Percy smiled in reply, and for a second, it seemed as if maybe, the dude wasn't so bad.
Will sighed, "Listen, Percy."
Percy shifted his weight uncomfortably, "Yeah?"
"Please. Make up your mind. And don't hurt him. Please."
He nodded and scratched his head, "I won't. What...happened that one time... It was just that; a one time thing. Annabeth is the one I love. I was just...confused?"
Will's annoyance resurfaced, "Well don't get 'confused' again. Or we will definitely have problems. Got it?"
Percy looked down at his shoes, "Yeah..."
A moment of awkward silence followed.
Percy cleared his throat, "Well. If Nico is fine, I guess I'll go."
Will said nothing, gazing tenderly at the unconscious boy he'd grown to love.
Will listened to Percy's footsteps as he left, and, when he was sure he was gone, placed a single kiss on Nico's forehead.