Solangelo One-Shots

Inktober #10: Hurt

Third Person

Yes, Nico was in great pain. But he was FINE, thank you, and he was not about to admit to the large gash in his chest.

It was the middle of a small battle, alright, it wasn't as though there were plenty of people there that could help him. No. Not at All.

Truthfully, he was being stubborn. Will, that sunshine nuisance, was consistently fussing over him, which made it hard to keep up his Lone Wolf reputation. How dare he care.

So Nico was not about to tell Will-nor anyone, for that matter!-that he had a gash that was currently bleeding through his Ramones shirt.

He had to fight, anyway. This group of monsters were being relentless and he had to protect Will.

He means, he had to protect the group. Because he does not prioritize Nico, not at all.

"Di Angelo! Are you okay?" Will shouts.

"Yeah!" Nico lies back. Will gave him a skeptical look before being smacked by a monster and having to shift his focus. Nico glanced around himself, confirming that nothing was attacking him, before rushing at and slicing up the monster that was attacking Will.

"Nico you're hurt!" Will admonished.

"No thank you for me just protecting you?"

"You can get a thank you once you're okay you skull idiot! Kayla-" Will glanced at his sister as she finished off the last in the group. "I'm taking him back!"

"Got it! I'll be close behind, just getting our shit re-gathered!" Kayla told him.

Will grabbed Nico's back just as he started to sway. He looked around before picking Nico up bridal-style and running to camp.

"Put me down." Nico groaned weakly.

"Absolutely not. That-that wound, Nico, gods why did you let me know? You aren't okay." Nico expected an expression of rage and instead found worry and concern. "Just don't move, try to-to stay still."

"...I'm sorry." Nico muttered.

"Gods, please be okay." Will finally got into the camp border and sprinted into the Infirmary, placing him on a cot.

"Shirt, off, please." Will told him, grabbing supplies in the meantime. Nico obeyed, because frankly, he wanted Will to stop looking as scared as he did.

"I'm okay, Will." Nico assured.

"Shut up you idiot, just-just let me work, I need to work." Will took a shaky breath. He worked on wrapping the large gash, gave Nico Nectar, then healed him with a hymn until Nico was to what he deemed stable condition.

"Don't ever do that again, you hear me? Don't hide huge fucking wounds like that. People here care about you Nico, you could have died, do you have any idea how much I would have... Nico, please. Tell me you won't pull that bull again."

"Okay, okay. I didn't know you cared so much, Solace."

"...Gods, either I should smack you or I'm shittier at caring than I thought I was."

"I'm sorry."