"Solace, when will you let me leave this godforsaken place?" Nico grumbled on his second hour into his 3-day stay in the infirmary. He secretly loved that the blond doctor-to-be had taken it upon himself to become Nico's "personal medical professional" (Will's words, not Nico's), but could never admit that to the man himself.
"Aw, come on, at least play along for a little while! I thought for sure you would last longer than 2 hours before moaning and groaning about wanting to leave!" Will teased in response.
Gods, how can he be so smiley and cheerful? Nico thought to himself before remembering his father was Apollo which had to account for a good part of the boy's demeanor.
"Angel, you are not leaving this infirmary until you have completely recovered, at least 3 days," Will supplied for himself.
"Number one, do NOT call me Angel. Number two, why? I have been doing perfectly fine on my own until now," Nico retorted.
"Well, Death Boy, you almost faded. And I don't like seeing the people I lo- I mean, my friends, almost die. Besides, I wouldn't exactly call that doing perfectly fine," the older blond boy explained gently as he attempted to take the much paler boy's pulse.
Nico wasn't thrilled about the "Death Boy" nickname, but decided not to argue lest he get a worse one. Instead he simply grumbled some Italian profanities under his breath and let Will take care of him.
Around 10 pm, curfew came and Nico glanced at Will, who seemed to be making himself comfortable on a chair next to Nico's bed.
"Um, what are you doing?" he asked, worried about what the answer might be.
"Well you don't expect me to leave you to your own devices do you? For all I know, I leave you here overnight, you try some of your Underworld-y stuff in a poor attempt at escaping, and fade completely. I can't let that happen, now can I?" He asked as though the idea itself was absolutely ludicrous.
"Whatever, just don't get freaked out if I try to kill you when you inevitably decide it's a good idea to try to take my vitals while I am asleep, okay?" Nico replied outwardly irritable but inwardly touched that the son of Apollo cared enough to stay, as he knew the boy never did that for any other patients.
"You've got it, Death Boy," Will smiled.