《 Ship 》 》 Solangelo

Nico traveled to his dark cabin, where his friend rested. Will, son of Apollo, had caught the flu, but refused any medicine and had it all delivered to the other unlucky flu-captured campers. Because Will had helped him when he was sick so many times before, Nico agreed to lend a bed to Will in his dark cabin to help him rest--you know, since the Apollo cabin is all bright, and the teens there are way too peppy.

Nico opened the door slowly, knowing how it creaks, and entered his cabin, closing the door behind him. Because of its amazing design, it blocked out most annoying noises. Nico tiptoed to Will, who's bed was across from his. He sat down next to the boy, and placed the back of his palm on his forehead.

Will stirred. "Nico?" he muttered.

"Yeah, it's me. I'm just checking your temperature. You're really hot." Nico explained.

Will smiled, but didn't say anything. Why is he smiling? Nico thought.

"Do you want something to eat?" Nico offered. Will shook his head. Nico nodded, understanding the feeling.

"Well, I brought medicine." he stated.

Will flinched, "You what?"

"Who are you going to help if you're sick?" Nico prodded. "How can you save someone's life if you're stuck with the flu in my cabin?"

Will sighed, "Fine. But only nectar."

"Actually, I brought just regular medicine."

"Oh. Okay."

Nico poured some purple liquid into a little tiny cup, and leaned it towards Will's mouth. Will opened his lips slightly and drank the medicine. Nico then handed the boy some water.

"Nico?"

"Yeah?"

"This is going to sound weird."

"Whatever you need, Will."

"Can you stay with me?"

Nico stared at the boy's golden eyes, golden hair, golden skin. Will needed a friend, but why choose Nico?

Nico nodded. "Of course, Will."

"Good."

So as Will slept, Nico watched over him. Every time Nico grabbed Will's hand to push it back under the blankets, Will's hand closed around Nico's. Every time he felt a blush coming on, but kept Will warm nonetheless.

After what was about three hours, Will stirred awake.

"Nico? You there?"

"Right here, Will."

Nico placed his hand behind Will's neck. Still warm, but not as warm.

"Feeling better?" Nico asked. Golden Boy nodded.

"Especially since you're here." Will said, and smiled.

Nico's got it now, and is a bit taken back. When Will smiled when Nico said he was hot, when Will asked him to stay, when Will's hand seemed to peak out of its blanket and he'd hold Nico's when Nico would try to place it back under--it was more than friendship that Will needed; wanted.

Nico grins, "I could say the same."

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