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Silhouettes, Of Monsters and Men

There's nothing that I'd take back,
But it's hard to say there's nothing I regret.
'Cause when I sing, you shout,
I breathe out loud,
You bleed, we crawl like animals,
But when it's over, I'm still awake

A thousand silhouettes dancing on my chest,
No matter where I sleep, you are haunting me

Post War

"Are you sure you're okay?" Will murmured into Nico's ear as they pulled the sheets over their trembling bodies. Even for a son of Hades, Nico found the current weather to be intolerable, but that wasn't the reason he was shivering.

"Yeah," Nico said, lying through his teeth. "I'm fine."

Will looked at Nico before responding; concern still heavy in his voice. "Alright then, goodnight."

Nico kissed him softly. "Goodnight."

Nico laid his head against the pillow, determined to keep his eyes open until the sun rose again. He would do anything to avoid seeing her, the one person who held the darkest of his past in her hand and went about flaunting it. No, he would see anyone, anyone but her.

Still awake five hours later, Nico tossed and turned to resist the temptation of fitful rest compared to fitful reality, but something must have happened because she appeared in front of him, sitting cross legged on the end of the bed.

"Nico," she said softly, her eyes full of regret.

"No," Nico snapped, his eyes wide with terror. "Not you."

"Nico, please," she begged, crimson blood pouring from a gaping wound in her chest. Nico hadn't seen it before, but it seemed horrifyingly obvious to him now. "Listen to me."

"I don't have anything to say to you that I won't regret," Nico whimpered, pushing back into the wall behind him, as if hoping to sink into it and disappear.

"Then just listen to me," she whispered, smiling sadly and Nico found himself nodding and staring numbly at her wound, the blood trickling from it seeping into the clean white sheets Will had just laid.

"You killed me," she said, her voice full of hurt. "You didn't stop me from going on the quest; you didn't even chase after me."

"I wanted to, I wanted to so bad," Nico said desperately, begging for her to understand. "But-"

"But what?" She interrupted, shaking her head. "Percy came after me and he wasn't even my brother."

Nico shook his head, tears falling from his wild eyes. "I was going to, I promise I was!" Nico repeated those words, in hope that she would believe them. But how could she, when he didn't even believe them himself?

"NICO!" Will screamed, shaking Nico's shaking body forcefully, praying he was still conscious. When Nico's eyes finally opened, Will let out a heavy breath of relief.

"Nico?" Will whispered, touching his cheek.

"She, she was… she was there," Nico said softly, his finger trembling as he pointed to the end of the bed. "She was there."

"Bianca," Will muttered, his eyes wide with realisation just as Nico took a sharp breath, proving Will right.

"She-"

"Shhh," Will said, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. Nico, tired of acting tough, said nothing, instead sagging limply into Will's arms. He had given up pretending. They talked to each other in soft whispers and to Will's horror, Nico told him it was not the first time something like that had happened.

"Even the king of ghosts has his ghosts to deal with," Will said sadly, holding Nico in his arms as silent tears fell from both their eyes.

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