Solangelo One Shots

I'll Miss You

Request for Mal_The_Blender that was actually requested a month ago but I only got to today because I had to get through all of my pre-writes that I did for nano. Sorry, it's late, but I hope you like it! Also, very minor tw for suicide(it doesn't actually happen) but if you're triggered by the mention of it, you've been warned.

Will's POV- 2015

"They're going to kill you if you don't get out of New York." Percy sits next to Will on his bed, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches a line of blood run down Will's arm.

"I'm going to be fine," Will says, wincing as he dabs Neosporin onto a deep gash in his arm. "She's a really minor goddess, Percy, how much can she really do?"

"She's a really minor goddess who has an army of hellhounds and is still pissed that you killed so many of her kids in the war," Percy says. "She's not gonna stop, you know. It's already been months and she's still going strong. You need to leave, for your own safety." He's quiet as he hands Will a roll of gauze, staring down at the ground. "I think she's serious about hurting Nico, too."

"She isn't serious," Will says but he can feel the blood draining out of his face and his body feels tense. "She's after me, not him."

"She said that you hurt the things she loved, so she's going to hurt who you love," Percy says. "Nico's scared, Will." His head snaps up, his mouth parting but he can't find any words.

"He is?" he says, at last, his voice hoarse. "Did he tell you?"

"Yeah. He's scared for him, and for you. You're getting attacked almost daily now, and we don't exactly have the protection of Camp Half-Blood anymore. I told you that moving out was a risky decision."

"He loves the city, though," Will says. "We can't go back." He heaves a sigh,  wrapping the gauze tightly around his arm. He tucks the end into the wrapping and watches as blood seeps through. "What do you think I should do?"

"There's one thing I can think of," Percy says. "You won't like it."

"Percy, just tell me."

"You can fake your own death," Percy says. "We can say your drowned yourself, and I couldn't find the body. There won't be a body to find, and you probably won't be chased anymore. It's the only thing I can think of."

"Nico can come with me though, right?" Will askes, a hint of desperation in his voice. "We can go to, like, Australia together, and she'll never find us."

"Nico's aura is too powerful," Percy says.  "A son of Hades- that's going to attract some attention. Technically it's dangerous to be with me right now. A son of Apollo should be safe if you're far enough away. Get the cheapest flight out tonight, go halfway across the world. Maybe one day you can come back, but it's not safe for anyone here if you stay." Will tilts his head to the ceiling, blinking tears back. He can remember the day he and Nico had bought their apartment, the excitement in Nico's eyes as he signed the lease. The feeling of walking into a Bed, Bath and Beyond for the first time with Nico by his side, picking out the black covers for their bed that Will's sitting on that day. He can't stand to lose that, the tiny life they've built up for themselves over the past year, and he can't stand to lose Nico. But he also can't stand to put him in danger so he nods, standing up.

"Ok," he says. "What do I have to do?"

"You can't take much, it'll look suspicious," Percy says. "Take some clothes that Nico hasn't seen in years, maybe a spare toothbrush, but you have to get out as soon as possible. Go to Australia, or somewhere far away. I know this is sudden but you have to go now. I'll tell Nico." Will nods, his head spinning. He can feel his hands shaking and he's nodding but it feels like he's not going through the motions himself, and someone else is gripping his head, moving it up and down for him. "Do you need anything else? I think it'll be good to tell him now. I'll go to the studio and break the news."