Nico's POV

Will Solace was a jerk. A blue-eyed,blonde,undeniably hot jerk. There was nothing anyone could say in contrary to Nico Di Angelo if they valued their life.

Always bossing everyone around- bandage that, sew this, fix that- and people would listen to him because he was a good leader. He knew what and when to command, and mainly who to command. He was level-headed and never told anything that would make his Cabin members lose their mind. He never absquatulated just because he wanted to. Alas he was so, so different from Nico. When most people had a common comparison of-He's the Dark,He's the Light,and opposites attract-Nico never really thought of it like that.

Heck, it wasn't even attraction. It was just going too fast, going beyond the feelings they probably held for each other. Probably.

Now, if Nico had to think that, he should be lying to himself. He was thinking about Will Solace, the goody two-shoes of the Apollo Cabin, the guy every mortal, demigod and probably even immortal girls had a crush on. And to the list of 51.9% mortal females in the world, add a Nico Di Angelo who is hopelessly crushing on him for 289 days, 18 hours, 5 minutes and 2 seconds. Even if Nico was going to pull his mean Mathematical side of his mind and root 289 to 17, it didn't make his obsession any smaller. It just broke into many annoying and perfectly equal 17s.

Why was Nico thinking all of this?

Because he had lost his temper with a child of Ares and a comminatory verse had driven them both over the edge before it got violent. The fight was interesting, perhaps-maybe that is why no one stopped them even when the first blood was drawn. A fight between the offsprings of Death and War? That would be absolutely bloody and filled with gore;something the demigods in the Camp had grown accustomed to and did not have any trouble seeing. Some had even started cheering.

But the fight had not gone that far, to Nico's dismay(and the viewers' dismay, too). Chiron had found out and had told them off to the infirmary, and then to not be near each other till things had gotten sorted out. Nico had not heeded to Chiron's instruction and had stomped off to his Cabin in a bad mood, till Will Solace showed up to his front door with a medical kit and a Don't-you-dare-Di-Angelo face.

As much as Nico had wanted to shut the door in his face and go back to bed, he simply couldn't. Neither of the boys exchanged words when Nico had first opened the door; one glare from Will had told Nico enough. He shuffled out of the way and left the door open, and the blonde camper took it as a cue to enter.

He had stared inside the Cabin as though he had been there for the first time- mouth slightly open in awe, eyes wide and trying to look into the dark, looking around excitedly, scanning everything. Nico had chuckled to himself silently as Will grunted something about the room being too dark and not being able to bend. Ignoring the grumbles, Nico seated himself on his bed without bothering to invite the latter to sit down. He wrapped himself in his inky silk duvet, his knees drawn up to his chest and his back resting on the head rest. Will turned around to say something,but stopped,and stared. Light pink had dusted his cheeks-Was he blushing?!

"Well? Are you just going to stand there and stare at me?" He had asked Will,earning a bright red blush from the Son of Apollo.

"I-uh-I-I'm,"He cleared his throat nervously,regained his composure,and his blush receded(Of course Nico wished it didn't!),"I...I heard you injured yourself when you got into a fight..."

"That is correct." Agreed Nico. "Will that be all?"

"You were told to come to the infirmary!" Commanded Will.

"That is also correct. I suppose that is all, and the door is that way. Have a good day."

"Don't you dare show me attitude, Di Angelo. The only thing I want you to show me is that wound so I will be done with this painful chore I have been assigned to."

It had taken 20 painful minutes for Will to stitch up one wound. Not that Nico had complained or anything. Definitely not, when he could spend 20 minutes staring at the doctor, memorising his features, his freckles showing beautiful constellations that didn't exist, his perfect cheekbones, and tan skin contrasting with his blonde hair. Nico had noted that his hair was wavy and not straight, and some were tucked behind his ear so they wouldn't fall into his eyes. He had stared at Will's skilled hands moving in sync with his eyes, his mouth murmuring inaudible things as he worked. The way those pink lips moved,dear Gods. 20 minutes into the room and the blonde boy had already managed to ensorcell the Spawn of Hell.

Will had gently run his hand over the place he had stitched and looked up at him,and had said dryly,

"Don't get into a fight with anyone again. Atleast, till this one heals." He had started to pack his implements back into the kit,and Nico felt like getting into another fight just so he could be in this situation again.

Yet he had nodded seriously, running his own fingers over where Will had stitched, for reassurance.

"Ambrosia before lunch and before dinner;nectar or unicorn draught if you prefer." Will had stood up, and looked at Nico, scanning for more injuries that could have been hidden.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it." He had ushered Will to the door,where Will paused and turned to him again.

"Be well hydrated and, for Zeus's sake, do come to the infirmary tomorrow to change the bandages!"Nico had rolled his eyes. "And Nico,"

Nico looked up at Will, whose face had gotten interestingly close to his own. His tongue had suddenly felt like sandpaper,and his mind had gone blank at the close proximity. He had felt Will's rough, archery-calloused fingers brush slightly against his own,and that alone had been enough to send the blood roaring to Nico's cheeks. But swallowing his insecurity, he had answered,

"Yes?"

"You should socialize more."

Nico had wanted to stamp his foot like a spoiled child and yell," Bloody bastard, just kiss me!" He had been so teased, so close to what he wanted, but that stupid, moronic pile of Cerberus schist-He was sending, no, pushing Nico over the limits. It was so obvious. Nico had made things clear enough that even Percy could see that he had a crush on Will. And here was the blonde playing 'I'm-the-dumb-blonde' card.

"Righto. I got stuff to do in the infirmary,so I gotta run! Maybe we can hangout once I'm done? Or sit together during lunch. Maybe dinner too. Hey! Are you coming to the Campfire? Today's the singalong with the Romans. They're coming in the evening. Oh man, I can't wait to meet my Roman siblings. I've, like, never been to Rome, or Camp Jupiter. I always wanted to, though-"

"You've never been to Camp Jupiter?"

"Nawp. Too busy in the infirmary, and I don't know how I'd get there either," Babbled Will cheerfully."Maybe you can take me there! And we'll learn all the Roman methods of healing, eat different foods, read Latin, and...ROME WILL BE FUN!"

There was a silence as the Son of Hades stared at the blonde boy.

"Seriously, are you trying to scare me away?

Will had let loose another laugh, and Nico's own laughter had bubbled up till his throat till he stifled it down. "I'm not serious about scaring you away, Nico, but I'm serious about you taking me to Rome,"

He personally enjoyed seeing the doctor rant good naturedly, even if it made him appear childish. "Keep dreaming, because dreamland is the only place I'd ever take you to Rome. Or anywhere for that matter,"

"Glad to know that I'm the one you chose to take to dreamland Rome," Winked Will.

And with that, Will had walked away, and Nico had locked himself in his Cabin,trying not to die of embarrassment.

Which is where he is now,grumbling and groaning about how unfair it is for a measly, good-looking doctor could bring him, the Ghost King, the Prince of the Underworld, down on his knees, could surrect butterflies in his stomach. He was supposed to be feared! The aura of death should've scared any living being standing within a radius of thirty miles-

Not worth thinking about if Will Solace treats you like you're his fluffy buddy or something.