The first thing I will do is to thank everyone who is reading this. The second thing is to apologize for any mistake you might find (English second language) and last but not least I hope you enjoy this little thing I wrote while I was drinking some wine. Also, reviews are welcomed, have a nice day :)

Disclaimer: The characters in this Story belong to Mr. Riordan

Will Solace was not an average teenager. He was a demigod, a son of Apollo and that came with some perks. He got notions of Archery, he might not be as good as some of his other siblings, but he could survive in the event of a Zombie Apocalypse. His singing had the ability to heal people or curse them if he wanted to, which was an amazing weapon. He could play any instrument with an easiness that left everyone speechless. Now, Will loved all of these, but healing was his pride and joy; the thing that made him smile every morning, that made him feel good about himself. He was capable of helping people and relief them a bit of their pain.

Since he was a child, Will had always wanted to be a Doctor. He had all his life planned out to achieve that goal. He would work hard to become the best doctor in the history of mankind. Once he found out about his demigod status he knew that he could make a difference in the world with his powers. Also, the fact that he could get killed by a monster at any minute was a powerful motivator to live his life to the fullest. Will made friends, loved his family and promised himself that he would never let anything slip through his fingers.

When Will realized that he had feelings for Nico di Angelo he did everything in his power to get him.

Will Solace was a happy boy with a goal in mind that he work hard every single day to accomplish. He was in love with life. However, he had not expected love to hit him so fucking hard in the face the way it did.

It was like one day he was walking down the street and this big pink truck named love just ran over him and turn him into a giant pile of disgusting goo.

Will still couldn't believe how easy it had been for him to fall in love with Nico. It had been like going down on a roller coaster. Gods, no, bad analogy. It had been like Lucifer falling down from Heaven. No, it had been like and elevator crashing down from a 30-storied building.

Seriously, what's wrong with you? Will thought, why did he keep comparing falling in love with tragic things. It was possible that he was disappointed. Romance novels, movies, soap-operas (guilty pleasure) and people kept describing the act of falling in love as an out of this world experience with the butterflies - a scientifically impossible fact- and shit.

It was nothing like that. Will's experience had been like when in action movies there is a car coming towards someone and that someone should move, but they just stand there, staring like an idiot and trying not to piss themselves.

Holy shit! That's exactly how it happened. Will had been just standing in the middle of camp admiring the beautiful sky and smelling the flowers when Nico just came out of nowhere and tackled him. That's how he felt in love. It was painful, and of course being a Doctor, Will approached the situation as if it was a disease. His pulse was accelerated, his hands kept shaking, he felt like vomiting, which in retrospective that's why he thought he was sick (butterflies are not supposed to do shit like that to you) It took a few weeks and his sister, Kayla, to determine that there was nothing wrong with him.

"You have nothing, Will. You are the epitome of good health. A lot of people would kill you for this," said Kayla for the thousand time. She was getting tired of this.

"Kayla, something is wrong with me. I just know it." Will threw himself on one of the beds, face first, showing that he could be dramatic too.

Kayla stood in front of him; she hadn't hit Will because he was her brother and she loved him, but Lord help her, she wanted to smack the stupid out of him, "Will, you are fine. I'm your sister and I love you, but if you don't leave this infirmary right now, I will not be responsible for my actions." She kicked him out of the bed, "Now, you go and find that boyfriend of yours. Make out or something, just get the hell out of here." Kayla dragged him out of the infirmary and closed the door right on his face.

There he was, betrayed by his own sister who was supposed to be a HEALER. Although, he could follow her advice and find Nico, have a make out session; there's nothing Nico's kisses couldn't cure. Yes, that was a brilliant idea, Kayla finally said something useful. Will made his way to the arena where Nico spent most of his time; only the Gods knew why to Will, Nico was a badass and he could defeat anyone or anything he wanted.

The arena was full today, but it was always easy to find Nico thanks to the other boy's lack of color in his wardrobe. Nico was a black dot in a sea of orange. He was far back, sparring with Lou Ellen. Will was smiling, it made him happy to see how those two had become friends so easily; if there was somebody who would take no shit from Nico or make him feel like it, that one was Lou Ellen.

Nico was attacking her, giving no respite. They might be friends, but Nico took his training seriously and Lou Ellen was capable opponent as well; they always ended up at the infirmary after a day of training. Suddenly, it happened. Will was watching Nico and his heart stopped mid-heartbeat, there was a pain in the center of his chest, he was losing his breath, he was sweating, his legs almost gave up and he wanted to throw up. Oh, Gods, I'm dying, I'm having a heart attack, I'm seventeen years old and I'm having a heart attack. Please, don't let me die in front of Nico, he doesn't deserve this.

Will was holding himself against the wall, telling himself to calm down, he was a doctor goddamn it, if somebody should keep his shit together was him. He ran the symptoms through his head, thinking what kind of disease besides a heart attack could make somebody experiment all those at once.

Then, he felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked up and Nico was there. Apparently, his presence had not gone unnoticed and it wasn't until he was staring at those beautiful eyes that he understood what was happening. He was in love. Will Solace was utterly and desperately in love with Nico di Angelo, which was good taking into account that he thought he was about to die. However, that was a terrifying prospect. Nico and Will had only been together for a couple of months. This was not possible.

Nico had a worried look on his face, his mouth was moving, but it was impossible for Will to focus on anything different than the epiphany he just had.

"... Okay?"

"What?"

"I'm asking if you are okay. You were about to pass out." He put his hand on Will's cheek and that touch undid him. He was gone.

"I'm fine," he managed to put those words together out of the mess that was his brain right now. "Just some stomach bug going around. Nothing to worry about." He had everything to worry about. He couldn't tell Nico how he felt, not yet. Will might be ready for it, but not Nico. He was still trying to feel comfortable with the fact that he was in a relationship, with another boy, throwing an I love you would just make him go back to be his not so former broody self.

"Are you sure?" Nico asked, touching Will's cheek. Gods, that touch turned Will into a babbling idiot. "At least you are not dying. I would feel it."

That is reassuring, Will thought. "I'm fine. I'm sure of that. Now, why don't you give me a kiss, you know, to check that I'm okay." He let out his most brilliant smile.

Nico let go of him and was looking at Will through narrowed eyes. "Did you come here and pretended to be sick just to make out with me?"

Will shrugged, neither admitting nor denying Nico's accusation.

"You're an idiot," Nico left and continue with his practice. Will sighed, maybe he was not in love after all.

As it turned out, Will was in love. He wanted so bad to say those words out loud, but he couldn't.

It was hard to be in love with someone when they didn't love themselves. It didn't matter how many times the word Love was said, how many times you showed with actions how deep your feelings are. The doubt was always going to be there. There was always going to be a little voice in the back of Nico's mind telling him that he wasn't good enough, smart enough, strong enough. To sum up that he wasn't enough for Will, that there was no reason why would anyone love him.

Will wanted so hard to tell Nico how he felt, how he loved him and what an important part of his life he was, but it is also hard to believe how many people considered love a burden, something unwanted. He didn't want to believe that Nico was one of those people. On the other hand, he was not ready to find out whether that was truth or not.

There were moments when he had to physically restrain himself from saying it, like right now. Nico was helping him study. Pre-med was not cheap and he needed excellent grades if he wanted to get at least half a scholarship. There was no way in hell he could afford full tuition, hence the long study sessions with Nico.

The other boy was scratching his nose and then went back to writing. He looked so cute doing that. Will was 100% positive that he looked like a moron when he was contemplating Nico doing mundane stuff.

Nico had been so helpful. He had stayed with Will studying until the wee hours of the morning. He couldn't thank him enough. The I love you was once again trying to escape his lips.

"You're staring, Solace," said Nico without raising his head from the book.

"Not my fault. You're like the brightest star in the sky. It's my obligation to look at you and appreciate your greatness." He winked and gave Nico a lopsided smile.

"That was the cheesiest line to ever come out of your mouth. Now are you studying or am I staying up late for nothing?" Nico gave Will a stern look and okay, to Will, stern Nico was pretty hot.

"I was thinking that we could rest a little. Kiss for a bit."

"That's a distraction."

"You call it a distraction, I call it motivation. Let's make a deal, we make out for like 5 minutes, 10 maybe and then I go back to study, this time, with a new sense of purpose."

Nico was staring at him now. That was never good. "That's bullshit and you know it," he put the book down and carefully marked the page he was reading so he could come back to it later. "However, who am I to say no to such a convincing argument."

Nico was still extremely uncomfortable when it came to PDA, but when they were in private, he became a different person and Will would be lying if he said that he didn't like it.

They kissed and everything disappeared around Will. The only thing that mattered was Nico's mouth, Nico's hair, Nico's hands, Nico's scent. A scent that could drive any guy insane and Will was happy that he was the one who got to enjoy that.

Nico's kisses were perfection, there was only one problem; they turned Will's brain to mush. The kisses should come with a label "Do not operate heavy machinery after having one of these."

Will forgot what brain-mouth coordination was. The words just slipped out of him as if by magic.

"I love you, Nico." He said it. He actually said it, and judging by the horrified expression on Nico's face this was not going to end well.

Nico moved away from Will as far away as humanly possible. He stood up and started pacing around the room, like a caged lion. Will didn't know what to do. "Nico," he said, hesitant about touching him, afraid that Nico might shadow travel out of there.

"I... Uh... I think I'm going to leave now. This was a long night. Bye." Without waiting for an answer Nico left and Will stayed behind with an outstretched hand and a broken heart.