When The Sun Sets (Solangelo)

Fault

The blonde son of Apollo felt horrible. He had all these people who loved and cared about him, all these people he could go to, but he didn't. Maybe it was his fear of failure, maybe it was because he felt ashamed. Maybe it was because it would sound so wrong, the son of Apollo causing himself pain.

He was supposed to heal people, not hurt people. So he hid it. He wore long sleeves and didn't ever swim. He avoided getting the annual camper check and said he'd done it himself.

He didn't want any of his siblings thinking it was their fault. He didn't want Nico thinking it was his fault. Because Will knew it was all his own fault.

A small kiss on his temple pulled Will out of his thoughts. He gave a small smile and looked up at his boyfriend.

"When did you get back?" Will asked. Nico gave him a tired look.

"Just now. I'm so exauasted," Nico said plopping on Will's bed.

Will looked at him sternly. "I thought I told you not to over do it on the shadow travel."

Nico rolled his eyes. "I didn't, I just shadow traveled back and now I'm tired."

Will nodded, accepting that fact. "Come on, I'll take you to your cabin."

Nico nodded but his eyes were already closed. Will sighed and picked him up.

He made a small hiss when Nico was in his arms, weighing down on his cuts.

Nico slowly opened his eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked Will.

Will smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I'm all good. Just pulled a muscle is all. Get some rest, I'll carry you to your cabin."

Nico hummed and nodded as Will carried him. Will put him in his bed and sat on the bed next to it, just to make sure he would be fine in his sleep.

Soon enough though, he himself was curled up on a bed sleeping. It had been awhile since he'd slept. He'd try to avoid it because he moved a lot, and his sleeves would roll up in his sleep. Just like they did this time.

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Nico woke up with a quiet yawn. He did a quick glance around the room and nearly jumped when he saw Will asleep with his arm hanging off the side of the bed.

He smiled at his boyfriend sleeping soundly. He got up and walked over to him, ready to shake him awake and his smile dropped. Will's sleeve was slightly rolled up reviling deep red cuts.

'Think logically Nico, it could just be monster scratches or something, he wouldn't hurt himself like that.'

'But no monster would leave such straight, even lines.'

Nico started to cry when the realization hit. Will had been cutting himself and Nico didn't even realize it. He lightly grabbed Will's arm to see how bad it was. He slowly pushed up his sleeve trying not to wake the sleeping boy before him.

He pushed the sleeve up to his shoulder and trailed his eyes from wrist up. They never seemed to stop. The injuries inflected by Will's own hands made their way all the way up his arm.

Nico was scared to check his other arm. He was scared he'd find more. But he had to check. He had to know how bad it was. So he tried to grab Will's other arm, still crying.

A splash of water was what woke Will up. A tiny drop. His eyes opened to see Nico looking at him crying.

"What's wrong, did you have a nightmare?" Will asked him, that was the first thing that came to his mind.