A/N: hi there
Warnings: Light(hah) swearing.
Gods, he felt like shit.
Will groaned loudly, rolling over in his bed. A pillow flew from across the room, smacking him in the face.
"It's five thirty."
"Sorry, Cecil," Will whispered back.
"It's fine, go back to sleep, shithead."
Will habitually checked his phone, wincing slightly at the brightness.
5:32am: ghost king save me
5:48am: it is currently 2 in the morning
5:49am: I'm 2.6k miles away babe, can't really save you
5:51am: and don't call me ghost king
5:51am: did I wake you?
5:52am: no, I hadn't slept yet
5:54am: Nico, you've gotta start sleeping more
5:55am: doctor's orders
5:56am: bullshit
5:57am: I'm fine, stop worrying
5:59am: ...if you say so
6:03am: what am I saving you from?
6:04am: I feel like I ran thirteen miles without water or food and just collapsed
6:04am: I want to throw up
6:04am: It's Saturday so I won't miss any classes
6:05am: my stomach hurts badly
6:05am: and my head
6:05am: i miss you
6:06am: wish you were here
6:07am: miss you too
6:07am: go back to sleep
6:08am: I'll be there when you wake up.
Will abruptly woke from his previously deep sleep. A sticky note was pasted to his forehead. He peeled it off, staring at the chicken-scratch handwriting for a second before the words started to register:
heading out for the weekend so I don't get contaminated
will be with L.E. if you need me
-Cecil
Lucky him. He hadn't seen Lou in a while, and he missed her terribly. College was a bitch sometimes. He crumpled up the sticky note and threw it in the general direction of the trash can.
He cracked open his eyes. There was a... kind of blurry, smallish figure sitting on Cecil's bed. Huh. Probably a hallucination.
Will woke about two hours later. Ugh, he still felt absolutely exhausted and his head was pounding. Groaning, he shut his eyes again. Will tried to turn over on to his other side because hot damn it was humid. Something... something was blocking him. He nudged it with little force, assuming it was part of his blankets bunched up. It pushed back. Gently, but the small amount of impact startled the blond.
"Oh look, Sleeping Beauty's awake," a voice drawled, heavily laced with sarcasm.
Will's eyes flew open.
He shot up in bed, immediately colliding with a heavy object.
"Cazzo!" Nico cursed under his breath, rubbing his head. "Damn it, Will."
"Nico! Wh-what...? What are..?" Will gaped at him, still not quite sure he was truly here, or a figment of his imagination. "You! Yo-you're supposed t- what the actual fuck."
He promptly fainted.
Nico rolled his eyes. How annoying. Will was usually more articulate, but the sickness made him seem out of his element. He sighed, stroking the blond's soft curls before curling up on the bed next to him, despite knowing he'd likely catch whatever Will had. Spending more time with his long distance boyfriend was worth a hell of a lot more than a small illness.