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Nico was tossed lifelessly onto the cold wood floor of a cell, where he curled up in the corner, sobbing into his scraped hands. Pain ricocheted through his entire body, every frantic heartbeat igniting a fresh wave of agony in his back and everywhere else. His mind was racing, every thought returning to I'm so sorry, Will. Nico had been saving himself for Will, so that when the right time came, it could be memorable for him as his first time, but now he was wasted. Nico had nothing to give him now. Would Will still love after he found out he wasn't a virgin anymore?
He turned to lie on his stomach, hoping to relive some of the pain on his back. His eyelids slowly sunk down, until he was standing in the dreamscape. He looked down at his body. The cuts and dark bruises were still there, but he couldn't feel the pain. Nico scanned with his mind, hoping Will was asleep so he could tell him he was in trouble. But, as always, he fell into the Hypnos cabin, where Clovis was sitting in a rocking chair, watching a warm fire burn in the fireplace as he sipped hot chocolate. When Nico appeared in front of Clovis, the boy looked up quickly, taking in his injuries.
"Gods, Nico! What happened?" Clovis asked, putting down his drink.
"I-I got in a bit of trouble…I was looking for Will? Do you..?" Nico was desperately trying not to cry, he just needed Will.
"Actually, Will and the Seven just left on the Argo II for the Caribbean. They're looking for you. Said you were in trouble."
Relief washed over Nico like a tsunami, and despite himself he began to sob. Will was coming. Will would come and this would all be over.
"Hey man, are you alright?" Nico nodded. He had to hurry; he was starting to wake up.
"Just, Iris message Will," Nico choked out. "Tell him to hurry, and—and I love him." Nico felt something slimy slide across his face.
And then he woke up.
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Will walked slowly out onto the deck, climbing the ladder into the crow's nest and staring at the stars. He couldn't get to sleep. His thoughts kept returning to Nico. He must be so scared. Will couldn't stop imagining Nico, alone and hurt on a ship somewhere in the middle of the ocean with no idea where he was or where he was going. Just thinking about threw Will's protective boyfriend instincts into overdrive. Will would swim the entire ocean if Nico needed him, and he was tempted to do it as soon as the Argo II started moving. It would never move fast enough.
Then he heard a voice behind him. "Will?"
Will turned around to see an Iris message of Clovis standing there in orange Camp-Half-Blood footie pjs and looking incredibly tired, which was nothing new. "Clovis!" Will said, "You scared me. What's up?"
Clovis looked at him, his expression nothing but serious. "Nico traveled into my dream."
"Is he okay? What did he say? Did he say where he is?" Will rushed.
"I don't know. He looked pretty beat up. Covered in bruises and stuff. And…he started crying when I told him you were coming, but I think they were happy tears, so… Anyways, he brought me a message for you."
Pain welled up in Will at the thought of Nico breaking his cool façade in front of Clovis of all people. "What was it?"
"He just said to hurry. And um…" Clovis blushed. "He said he loves you."
Will smiled through the tears in his eyes. "If you see him again, can you tell him I love him too? And…please, just tell him to hold on. Tell him we're coming."
Clovis nodded, yawning. "I should get back to sleep. It's late." He vanished.
Will woke Leo up that night, but still, the ship wasn't fast enough.
Short chapter, but at least its fastish.
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