Nico stumbled along the camp beach barefoot, cursing as he wrapped his blanket closer around himself. Why was it so cold out tonight? Why was the sand so rough? Why did his throat feel like it was on fire? What was that fire up ahead?

Nico blinked. With the remnants of his energy, he hid behind the bush and focused(painfully, might I add) on a group of people sitting around the dying campfire. He listened as close as he could.

"Hones...dweebs...sily,..so-me, fri, think of soming".

Was it really any use? He couldn't hear well anyways. But maybe a little closer...

Nico scooted over to the bush closest to the campfire, too tired to shadow travel. And well, he might lose control in his( admitted begrudgingly) weak state. Too dangerous. 

At least he could hear better. Nico shivered, glad to be closer to the fire as well.

But wait...was that Hazel he saw? He looked closer, and...there was the Seven, plus Lou Ellen and the Apollo cabin. What the Hades?

"He's no more of a doofus than you are, Jason," said the camper Nico now recognised as Frank Zhang.

"Boys;" Hazel said, shifting. Hazel? What are they talking about?

A guy Nico made out to be Austin coughed. "The party", he said. "Will doesn't drink, but he's quite easy to dupe when he zones out."

Piper and Annabeth seemed to be whispering, then tapped Lou Ellen on the shoulder. They said something, nodded, appearing to be excited. They then said something to the group, which seemed to make them excited too. they were laughing, jumping, talking animatedly.

Why am I not with them? Oh, they probably forgot about me. Like everyone does, sooner or later. I should probably let them be, but...

They were Nico's first real friends. There's no way....and in his offence, he had told them that he wouldn't be joining campfire that night. He was about to walk over when-

Why do I feel so dizzy?

Nico unsteadily got up, his arms and legs shaking. It's a wonder that those at the campfire didn't hear him, never mind see him. He was so tired he practically couldn't be seen, he was melting. (MY POOR CHILD)

He turned slowly in a circle, attempting to get his bearings, but it only made him dizzier. Who..who was that person walking towards him? All he could process was a blob of blonde, and orange CHB shirt..

He blinked and blinked but it only made his vision fuzzier. Why was it so cold? Why did his skin feel like it was burning? He blinked and shook his head. There. That helped.

What...Who...

The only things brought to his head were Apollo, infirmary, and blonde. He couldn't remember the person's name, why were they coming toward him?

The person stopped and looked up at him, in apparent shock. Then he(that much Nico figured out) ran closer, and put his hand on Nico's forehead. He then said something...

Huh?

The boy repeated.

"Nico, what happened to you?"

Whaa..Will?

(A/N: hey, all. i'm sorry for taking so long to update, i couldn't use my computer, then school started in a rush and I can't update on my phone. I will have trouble keeping an update schedule(sorry.) Anyways, I'm not sure how long this fanfiction will be. It might be long, or short, But you can expect this as minimum chapter length. Thx for reading! Also, this is my first published work, I'd really appreciate some feedback. Next time, all!)

(also, two people on this account are ARMYs and one is half-in. Have you listened to LOVE YOURSELF:ANSWER? amazing! they're so talented, humble, and are in general great people. Woohoo go BTS!)