Solangelo

Chapter 7

OMFG I literally haven't made a new chapter in like 2 weeks im super sorry i have like no motivation to do anything eeeeeek anyways here is a really late chapter seven

Trigger warning: mentions of self harm and anorexia.

Wills POV

We layed there for only about 10 minutes till i broke the silence. "Nico' his sobbing had stopped after about 5 min so we just sat there in silence. "yes" he mumbled into my shirt. "I think you should get dressed and im gonna go call out from work." He looked at me almost angry but like an angry at himself kinda angry. "dont call out of work will ill be fine there are people who need you more than me right now." I looked at him sympathetically "your my number one priority right now." he frowned "but ill tell them to call me if there are any problems if it makes you feel better' I said. "fine" he said as he stood up off the bathroom floor and gathered his clothes. Still sitting on the floor i pointed at his still bloody leg "on second though you take a shower while i call out and ill bandage you up." he scowled at me clearly not wanted me to go anywhere near his cuts but didnt protest. instead he walked over to the shower and turned it back on. I got up and opened the door "shout if you need me" I said opening the door. He nodded and i walked out of bathroom closing the door behind me. I walked out of Nicos room in the infirmary and up to the front desk. My sister Lylah looked at me "What happened?" "long story" i said walking behind the desk "im not gonna be able to work today though." i said looking at the patient list. I found nicos name and checked off that he was okay to leave the infirmary. "you spending the day with lover boy" she teased knowing i had a crush on him. I didnt say anything other than "call me if there are any emergencies." I walked around for a few minutes making sure everything was okay and that all the nurses were aware of how to treat there patients. After about 10 minutes i went back to nicos room. The shower turned off the second i walked into his room. Too minutes later the small Italian boy walked out of the bathroom in black ripped jean and no shirt showing off his painful looking wolf scratches. But it also reviled his lack of weight i could see every one of his ribs, his shoulder blades and his collar bones clear as day. The only meat on his body was formed into faint 6 pack on his stomach and faint muscles on his arms from the constaint training he did in the sword arena. I gestured for him to sit on the bed and as i grabbed all the supplies i needed to bandage up his wound. My hands worked without me needing to even think about what i was doing. "Its healing well' i said breaking the silence. 'this should be the last time ill need to bandage it actually." i said finishing up proud of my work. A faint smile crossed his face amused at how proud i was. He quickly stood up before i could mention his cuts and he walked over to his bag and threw on a shirt. He turned around and looked at me completely ignoring the fact that i had such a disappointing look on my face. "Nico' i said disapprovingly pointing at his thigh. He grunted "it will heal fine they alway have in the past." "oh yeah' i said "and how many times have they gotten infected." i raised an eyebrow. He didnt say or do anything. "nico de angelo i swear to god i will rip those pants off of you." he blushed furiously as did I realizing what i just said. "n-not l-like that' i blushed more "you know what i meant' He chuckled witch surprised me. He then unbuckled his belt and pulled off his jean revealing his black boxers (of course they would be black) along with an array of bumps and cuts difrent shades of red pink and purple all down his legs. My eyes widened "nico' i said as softly as i could. He looked down and mumbled "sorry". I immidietly winces and pulled him into a hug making him wince at the sudden contact "dont be sorry nico'