Nico di Angelo One-shots

Injured Leg

《 Ship 》》Solangelo

Nico opened his locker and balanced himself, and shoved his books in his locker. He looked down at his leg, and the crutches he was holding onto.

He felt a hand grab his, and he looked back up at his boyfriend, Will.

"Need help?" Will asked as Nico shut his locker. Nico grabbed his crutches, and slowly made his way to his next class.

"No." he replies, keeping his eyes in front of his crutches on the ground.

Will drapes his arm over Nico's shoulder, and kisses his cheek. The only acknowledgement Nico responds with his a slight smile curving his pale cheeks.

Will drops his books. "Maybe you'd like help?" Nico jokes sarcastically. Will rolls his eyes but grins extravagantly.

Time Skip to Class

I let my crutches rest next to my desk, standing on their own against it, as I sit down. Class doesn't begin for another four minutes. Will, unfortunately, had a different class than me, so I was alone for this period, sitting at the back of the class.

"Hey, look! Edge King has crutches!" Octavian, the school bully, laughs and points with his buddies.

"Haha! Maybe we should knock them over." he suggests. I sigh and roll my eyes sarcastically, Wow, so offensive, dude.

Once he's made his way to me in long, egoistic strides, he taps the crutches and they clash to the floor.

"Brilliant! Now we can-"

"Brilliant?" I interrupt. "Octavian, you know of such a big word? You, of all people, actually knows such a big word?"

A couple of his buddies snort and chuckle, and others glare bullets at me. I simply smirk sarcastically and avert my eyes to the clock; 2 minutes until class begins.

"Shut up, di Angelo!" Octavian suddenly turns to his pop. friends. "Knock him!"

One of them grabs my shirt and throws me to the ground. My injured leg, the one wrapped in a wrap and bent at the knee, is kicked by a hard, toed foot. I cry out in pain as I realize what had happened; everything that was fixed inside it was now even more broken than before.

"Class, take your seats! Session begins in thirty seconds!" Mr. Brunner, the only teacher I know who counts the seconds, enters, saving me from more pain. He notices me on the floor, and wheels over in his wheel chair, rubbing his gray beard. He knows exactly what is going on.

"Boys. My office. Now." he says, but isn't talking to me. Instead, he asks a few students--Kayla and Austin, both siblings--to take me to the nurse's office. They grab my crutches from the floor and hoist me up slowly. It takes all period to make it down all the halls it takes to reach the nurse's office.

By the time I get there, I notice Will has already arrived and was helping the nurse, his favorite teacher, Ms. Kaur. When he glances up from adjusting the blankets on a bed, and notices me, he rushes over immediately.

"What happened? Are you okay?" he pulls me over a little too roughly--I grit my teeth--to the bed.

"My leg." I say, and try raising it on the bed. It's too weak to raise, so I grab it and throw it over, trying to ignore the pain threatening to make me puke.

Without saying a word, my boyfriend dumps a liquid in my mouth, and I swallow.

Falling asleep isn't in my memory, but waking up I knew it was because of whatever medicine he gave me. I look at my leg, wrapped up thoroughly, and at the clock, realizing I'd been asleep for two hours. Two hours, dang. Will was nowhere, but Ms. Kaur was watching me.

"Ow." I wince, the pain suddenly registering.

"Relax. You'll be going home soon." Ms. Kaur assured in the kindest manner she could have managed, wavering my feelings of denial. I looked at the brown cupping her cheeks in a bob-cut, and her makeup overly done around her milky brown, liquidy eyes. Her lips were creased at the end, and her nose small and tattooed with a small pink rose right by her cheek on her nostrils. She was a beautiful woman, but seemed to try too hard to earn approval from others; but who am I to judge?

"Where's Will?" I croak, not caring how stupid I sound asking for my boyfriend.

She smiled wider, "He's in class."

I nod. Of course he's in class, Nico! You stupid-

"Thanks." I reply, forgetting my anger when the waves of heat erupt in my leg. I hadn't realized I was sitting up a bit until I relaxed my back again, focusing on my breathing instead of anything else in the room.

"I thought you should know, your parents will be here shortly, and Octavian and his thuggish gang are temporarily suspended. Not sure if I already explained some of that though. . ."

I nod in appreciation, but scowl at the word parents, as in plural. My father died when I was young, and my mother had hooked up with a woman, Persephone, who I did not like at all, but never bothered to tell Mama. Mother had so much trouble moving on, going from woman to man to woman, so finding another soulmate and then leaving her because of her child would be cruel.

"Thanks, Ms. Kaur." I reply. Did I already thank her? Oh, well.

TIME SKIP

"NICO!" Will runs to me in my home in my room. I'm laying on my bed, relaxing.

"Careful, Will." I advise as he sits by me on the mattress.

"You okay?" he asks. I can't help but smile at his face, plastered with worry.

"Better than ever." I reply. He places his hand on top of mine and smiles back.

"You really are somethin', di Angelo."

"And why do you say that?"

He kisses my nose, "Only you can smile like that."

This one-shot has been edited. Please comment any mistakes you found!!