"Dad, please, don't do this." Nico pleaded as his father drew back his fist. "I can't control that I'm gay, and I can't change that about myself. Please don't be mad. Plea—"
Nico wishes he could say that he died quickly, but that would be a lie. After his dad was done with him, he laid on the floor for hours, slowly bleeding out. After a while, he slipped into unconsciousness, then into death.
"Nico," A kind voice spoke, "Nico." A hand touched Nico's shoulder.
"Don't touch me," Nico sobbed, flinching away from the angel's touch. The angel took his hand away, not wanting to upset Nico. Nico's eyes were wild with fear. His breathing was quick and shallow. His body trembled and tears fell from his face.
"Don't worry," The angel said, "I will never hurt you. My name is Will. You're safe now."
Will took Nico's hand. To his surprise, Nico didn't recoil. He even relaxed a little.
"I- I-" Nico started.
"It's okay," Will interrupted. "Can I hug you?" Nico nodded. Will pulled Nico into a hug. For the first time in years, Nico felt safe.
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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.)
