"Nico! You're awake!" Will called out, cupping his face in his hands. Oops. He took his hands off Nico's face. Friends don't do this. 

"Hey, Will. Why are you sounding so desperate again? What's wrong? Is your soulmate hunt not going well?"

Will's heart sank. Not again. No, this couldn't be happening.

"Uh, no, I already found him, and we ended up getting married, and we both almost died for each other a few times, and he went to Tartarus to get away from me, and I went and found him just for him to friend-zone me." Will explained in his mind.

"Nope, I can't find them."

"Oh, I'm really sorry..."

"Listen, Neeks, a lot has happened, ever since you black out. What's the last thing you remember?"

"Ummm... my dad in the bathtub?"

"I forgot all about that!" Will laughed. "Well, you are officially sentenced to about... eh, 8 more days in the infirmary."

"What?!"

"Yep! You did something before you blacked out that was INCREDIBLY dangerous. Why don't I make it 8 extra weeks, instead--"

"No! I can't stay here with you!"

Will felt devastated, but showed no emotion, other than a brief eye roll. The heart doesn't change just from forgetting, I suppose.

"Will... I need to talk to you. I've had these really weird dreams lately, and they're really bothering me."

"What happened in them?" Will asked, watching Nico's face go crimson.

"Well..." Nico leaned in. Will thought he was going to kiss him, and he parted his lips, only to be left empty. "We dated. And like, I think it might have been real. Then I broke up with you and..."

"Nico," Will said, laying him down on the infirmary cot.

"Yeah?" Nico asked breathily, wetting between his thighs. I thought that was just a girls thing. Will thought, clearly noticing, and pressing his body on top of Nico's, feeling each other's hardness through the fabric of their pants and boxers.

Will didn't answer, though, instead, he just kissed Nico on the lips, and pulled off his shirt, and Nico wanted to do the same, but his nails would scratch Will's back too hard, and so Nico was the only one shirtless.

This was nice.

This was familiar.

This was too familiar.

"No." Nico breathed, pulling away from the kiss, grabbing his shirt, covering his scars. They were faded a lot more than he'd remembered. Will.