58 Solangelo please!
Some Solangelo fluff-angst coming up! @goggles-mcgee
They were standing back to back. Nico was terrified of losing sight of Will again. It had been too close for comfort the last time, now he wanted to feel that warmth Will always seemed to radiate and whenever they lost contact he almost freaked out.
Will was amazing. His arrows never seemed to miss their target. People around camp used to joke about him not being nearly as good as some of his siblings when it came to the bow but today it was as if his father was smiling down on him. This was a good thing, because there were monsters everywhere.
It should have been a simple enough task. The two of them, together with Travis Stoll was supposed to bring in a young demigod from an orphanage in New York, but monsters were waiting for them. They were in a really tight spot and Travis couldn’t even help them fight because he had to take care of the injured, scared-to-death thirteen year old daughter of Hermes they had collected.
‘Will, we’re doing this!’ Nico shouted.
‘We have to!’
‘If you don’t die from this, I’ll kill you myself Death boy!’
Nico didn’t listen to his boyfriend because let’s be honest, he rarely did. He sheated his sword and grabbed Will in one hand and Travis in the other before he let himself fall into the shadow of the nearest monster.
They landed in the shadow of Thalia’s tree. Travis carried the girl across the border and Will followed. It took him a few steps to realize Nico wasn’t joining them. He was still sitting slumped on the ground.
No answer. Will furrowed his brow and crouched next to his boyfriend. Nico looked up at him with a sullen expression in his face.
That’s when Will realized there was a knife in his stomach and Nico’s pale hands were drenched in blood. One of the monster’s must have gotten a lucky hit on him right before he shadow-travelled them away.
Will’s medical training kicked in. He pressed his glowing hands against the wound in Nico’s stomach.
‘I think I’m dying, Will…’
‘No! No, you’re not! Don’t you dare, Nico! I… I forbid you! You can’t! I’ll die if you die. I’d die for you, instead of you, if I could! I’d die for you and then I’ll force your dad to send me back so I could haunt you in the afterlife! And… I’ll haunt you here, and then when you die of old age I’ll haunt you in the Underworld as well, that’s how pissed I am right now. You can’t die, I’ll die!’
Will’s hands were glowing brighter and brighter. Suddenly, it was like a solar-flare erupted from Nico’s wound, and the moment after Will was being dragged away from Nico. That’s when he passed out from exhaustion. Before everything went black, he just about registered someone saying:
‘I can’t believe he actually managed to heal that. That wound was fatal. He should be dead.’