Winging it (solangelo)

Chapter 1- breakfast and puddles of darkness

I am so sorry that I did not update, I honestly did not think anyone would ever even know this thing existed, I will try to update every week from now on! Thanks!

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Nico's POV

Ever since will put me in the infermary, I haven't been able to take my attention away from him, even though he's supposed to be the one taking care of me. I honestly can't go one minute without thinking about his somehow perfect wind-blown hair and deep blue eyes. But i i cant put myself in this position, I know Will isn't like me, he isnt-

My thoughts were cut off by a unmistakable voice.

"Nico! How ya feeling? Good, ok, I have to check your bandages real quick"

During the battle, I had gotten one cut on my chest and one on my left wrist. While will tended to my wounds, I decided to strike up a conversation. Bad choice

"So...how are the others?"

"Oh, I wouldn't really know, I spend most of the time with you." This comment seemed to have accidentally slipped out of his mouth, and I could feel my cheeks heating up as he changed my wrist bandage.

"Oh..." I smartly replied

Will finished with my wrist and moved to the table to cut another bandage for my chest. I took off my shirt to reveal a bandage circling my chest. Will peeled it away, cleaned the wound, which stung, a lot. I must have expressed my pain, because will said, "oh don't be whiney now, death-boy, you were the one who wanted to go out fighting!"

"Yeah, well...you..." I could come up with no response, and I soon found myself staring into the eyes of the handsome son of Apollo. The strangest thing was that will didn't look away. I'm not sure how long we stayed there, looking at each other, but soon the silence was broken by the ring of the breakfast bell.

"Oh, um, I'll get your food" will said. He walked out and back in with a plate of bacon and eggs with OJ. He set it down and I started to eat. I pushed away the juice and said " I hate orange juice, solace," in a fake annoyed tone.

"Your loss" he said, and chugged the whole thing "it's delish!" He put out his hand and ruffled my hair, where this courage comes from, I don't know, but I say "you've got some nerve there, solace"

He smirks and reminds me "remember the place you're in, honeycake? It's called a you-can't-do-any-underworld-y-stuff-therefore-you-can't-lay-a-finger-on-me-without-turning-into-a-puddle-of-darkness"

"That's an afully long name, isn't it?"

"Sometimes we like to call it an infermary, but that's so old-school, isn't it?" He starts shaking his hips and says "we got to be swag, ya know, in the now, bro!"

"Don't, stop, please, never do that again, I will be good, just get that picture

Out of my head" I laughed. It was so easy to laugh around will. Not laughing around him was like not writing on the first persons face who falls asleep.

Just as will was about to say something, piper burst into the room, and said, "guys, come on, you're gonna want to see this"

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Haha I feel so mean, cliffhanger!

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