Solangelo Oneshots

Live

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️
⚠️ Suicide, Depression, Self harm ⚠️
Mortal AU
They like each other but they aren't together yet.

Nico: Hey, Will. I'm so sorry. I can't do this. I'm going to kill myself. Goodbye.
Will: Nico? How about we meet at the park?
Will: Nico?
Nico: Okay

Will sees him sitting on the ground, beneath a tree. His head was in his hands, his back rested against the tree's sturdy trunk. Nico was shaking, sobbing into his hands. Will walked faster. "Hey. It's me." He said. Nico lifted his face. "Hi." He whispered, his voice cracking. You could see that he had been crying. His face was pink and puffy, week old eyeliner and tears running down his cheeks. His hair was a mess. Will loved him just the same. He wished Nico felt better, that there was something he could do. "Nico, hey." He sat next to him. "What's wrong." Nico choked back a sob. "I can't do this anymore." "Why not? Maybe I can help?" "You can't. I'm chronically depressed. One of my sisters is dead. My stepmom hates me, my dad calls me his daughter, I'm a just a pathetic, weak, gay boy. I am nothing."
"Nico. You are something. The only way you can be nothing is if you let everything slip away. There are reasons to live."
"Are there?" He looks back up to Will, his tear filled eyes meeting blue ones. "Or is that just something people say to make you feel better. Like cutting. It feels good, but it's a lie. It doesn't help. It makes you feel good for a minute, then bam. Gone." He pauses. "Can you actually give me one good reason to live?"
"Please, there are so many things you haven't done. You've always wanted to try rolled ice cream, to go to Trans pride, to get your books published. If you die, you won't be able to do any of it." Will didn't want to make this about him. But maybe it would work, it was true. "And because I love you. And if you leave, I won't be able to survive. Life has so much to offer, and God help me I will not let you throw it all away! Live, please. Live for me." Will was concerned about what he would do when the smaller boy reacted poorly, but Nico looked up and nodded. "Okay." He took multiple deep breaths. "I will."

Time skip ten years

"I used to be a scared, depressed teenager. Now I'm in a much better place. I have a husband, a home, and three bestselling books. It gets better, just look at me." Nico stepped away from the microphone and walked backstage. There were a few other speakers, all giving speeches and signing their books. It was amazing. Nico thought back to the night exactly ten years before. That was in the past. He was happy now. Will hadn't healed his depression, no one can heal depression, but he convinced him to get on medication. To talk when he was in a bad place. To let people in. Nico walked back to his car after signing a few dozen copies of his most recent book. Will was already there, waiting in the driver's seat. "Nico! Hey! I'm so proud of you! You did great." Ten years, and Will still supported him. "Thank you." Nico wrapped his husband in a hug. He didn't understand why Will loved him, but he was glad he did. "What?" Will asked. "Why?"
"For being there. For saving me. For loving me. For, I don't know, keeping me green."
Will snorted. "God, Neeks! 'Keeping me green' You've been listening to waaayyy too many podcasts." Nico grinned and shoved him playfully. "Shut up." Will smiled and laughed. "No, you shut up."

Based off a tumblr prompt. I wanted to show suicidal Nico who doesn't kill himself, but his depression isn't healed by Will. Because that's not how it works.