WPOV
They died on my watch. I was supposed to save them. That was my only job, and I failed. My brothers Lee and Michael, Castor, Naomi, Samantha, Christine, Quinn, Andrew, Racheal, Natasha, Adam, John, Madeline, Joan.......... Those are just a few people I let die. I let them die. Castor died during the battle before Manhattan, as did Lee, but the others died during Manhattan. I can't count all the almost-deaths. There were so many. And they were all because of me."Will. You can't blame yourself. You did your best, and—"
"And that wasn't good enough."
"Will." Nico continued, "They do not blame you. And you shouldn't blame yourself. And yes, you were supposed to heal them, but some of them couldn't be healed. Chloe was half dead when they brought her to you. She was beyond saving, just like most of the others."
"What about the ones that weren't beyond saving? I killed them."
"You aren't responsible for their deaths. They told me themselves. Plus, the infirmary was overrun. You had to many patients, too little time and supplies."
"If I had just worked a little harder, pushed myself a little further, I—"
"You were pushing yourself too much already. You once told me, and I quote, 'We know, but if you're planning to shadow-travel to that command tent, forget it. Even if you made it to that tent, you'd be in no shape to fight. But you wouldn't make it. One more slip, and you won't come back. You are not shadow-traveling. Doctors orders.' I expected you to look away when I glared, to become a scared of me, but you didn't. You told me that I couldn't push myself any further, or my name would be added to the list of casualties. I didn't care, just like you don't care now. But you cared about me, and you didn't let me shadow travel. I was so mad. But that's love. Sometimes you have to tell people what they don't want to hear. And if you worked any harder, you would slip away, and you wouldn't come back."
"Okay." I replied, "so I know this off topic, but you memorized what I said to you? That's so cute!"
"I'm glad I could help distract you. If you ever need to talk, I'm here. This relationship isn't a one way street. You make me talk about stuff to you, and now I'm going to make you talk about stuff with me. Because I love you."
"I love you, too."
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Solangelo Oneshots
FanfictionA good life is like a good collection of oneshots. There's fluff, angst, smut, and over explained gay puns. This has all of my old, unedited Solangelo fanfic. It's not always good, but it's always gay (like me.)