Story: Be Ok
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians/ Heroes of Olympus
Rating: T
Main Pairings: (Pre Slash) Will/Nico
Summary: "As Nico watched Will bouncing away from him, he couldn't help but think that one day, he might be ok." Short One-shot; Pre-slash; Solangelo.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Heroes of Olympus. Uncle Rick does, and he is kind of an ass hole for making Nico's life a living hell 24/7. I don't own the cover art either. No idea where it's from.
A/N: Hey y'all! I finally cleaned this story up. I'm talking about this whole intro, pairing, disclaimer thang. If any of you even bother to come back and reread this story, you might know what I'm talking about. If you're new to this story, welcome! Thanks for reading, and don't worry about anything I'm saying. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Songs to Listen to While Reading:
Pieces, Red
Secrets, One Republic
Fix You, Coldplay
Be Ok
His head spun as his internal battle with his subconscious roared. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep the images out of his head.
He was broken.
Sleep eluded him every night, driven off by the horrors of his memories. The saneness that remained in his scarred mind was fractured and incomplete. His appetite was fading away, as was his body. Most of the other campers avoided him like the plague, but that was expected. No one wanted to risk being around Nico di Angelo.
"Hey Death Boy!"
Nico jerked up and scowled at the blonde approaching him. "Yes?"
Will Solace flashed his pearly whites at Nico. The raven haired boy couldn't help to feel the butterflies he had felt before rise up once again in his stomach. "I just wanted to see how you were doing."
Nico's pulse sped up involuntary as Will pulled a chair up next to his cot. "I'm fine," he murmured, looking down at his lap and avoiding eye contact.
He jumped again when Will grabbed both of his hands in his own, their warmth permeating the coldness that always lingered around him.
"You are not fine, Nico. You are anything but fine."
Nico glanced up at Will, and found himself looking into blazing blue eyes framed by thick, dark lashes. Nico's breath caught in his throat as he stared into Will's eyes. There was something in them that made him feel raw and exposed.
He looked down at his lap once again, sighing. "You're right."
Nico did not want to fight Will. He felt as though all the fight had been drained from him. Tears formed in his eyes as he began.
The next morning, Nico woke up to a face full of blonde hair that smelled of camp fire smoke and rosemary. Will's head was laying on his chest as he slumped over the infirmary bed. His tan arms were wrapped around Nico's pale ones, holding the raven haired boy's hands to his chest. The sight of him drove all haunting memories and thoughts from Nico's mind, and the son of Hades couldn't help but let slip a small, content sigh.
When Will finally awoke, his bright eyes were clouded over by sleep, and his hair stood on end. He stretched and blinked several times. His eyes widened when they landed on Nico.
"How are you doing?" he asked worridly. "Did you have any nightmares? I'm sorry I fell asleep on you!" Will bit his lip as he did a once over of Nico.
"Will, that was the best sleep I've had in a long time."
The blonde's eyes softened as he stood from his chair, stretching in the process. "Good. Now, you need food. You have a lot of catching up to do, mister."
Nico found himself smiling slightly, an act which was now foreign to him. As he watched Will bouncing away from him, he couldn't help but think that one day, he might be ok.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review, especially if you have way too much time on your hands (like me!).
