AN: Just passed 1,300 views! Thank you so much for reading, everyone. BTW Solangelo totally heats up in this chapter. I wrote it really late but ASDFGHJKL they make out so, um, yeah.

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DISCLAIMER: NO CHARACTER BELONGS TO ME EXCEPT NERON :P THEY ARE ALL THE WONDROUS CREATION OF RICK RIORDAN (except Neron lol)

NICO'S POV

The sun and the angel in the darkness... Were we really like that? Perfectly opposites?

I shouldn't have stayed and eavesdropped on Lou Ellen and Will. I'm apparently just another patient to Will, aren't I? A friend but nothing more. My cheeks grow hot. I shouldn't have stayed in Camp Half Blood for him.

Yet...somehow, I could see what Lou Ellen was to Will when she pulled an illusion. Something must have went wrong because I saw her turn into Neron just like Will did.

And then me.

What does this all mean? No one's cared about me like this since Bianca...

I walk back to the Hades Cabin. Will will find me eventually. I'm surprised that he actually thinks we're sleeping in the same cabin: I rarely fall asleep at night. I can't face sleep, the dreams I've been having. Instead, I watch Will sleep late at night. I observe the slow breathing and small puff of breath when he exhales. He has that concentrated look when he sleeps: the one he gets when doing archery.

Before I reach the cabin, I hear loud cheering erupt. The game must be over. Will is probably going to celebrate with his friends. Just my luck, I'll be sitting alone in the Hades Cabin with nothing to do.

I sit on my coffin bed with my legs stretched out and arms behind to support me. And wait.

I don't wait long.

A few minutes later, the door is open and Will enters. I look up at him. His face is bruised, but he looks as proud as ever. His armor is falling off in so many places that I'm surprised it hasn't dropped. His shirt is slashed with claw marks.

Wait, claw marks?

He shoves the flag in my face. I inch my face away and let out a smile laugh. "I got the flag." He shuts the door behind him. ""Now, what were you going to tell me before the game?"

He sits next to me in the same position, but he's a lot taller than me, so he bends his legs. Too close. I feel the heat of him, warming me up, spreading to me.

"Ummm... Nothing. I don't remember," I say nervously.

"Bullshit!" He calls, laughing. He looks me in the eyes with that blue, piercing gaze.

"I was going to say..."

"I'll know if you lie." He grabs my left wrist, throwing me off balance. I know he's taking my pulse, but I can't help that my heart quickens at the touch. I pull it away, hoping he didn't have long enough to really take my pulse.

He laughs and it sounds so perfectly melodic. My heart beats impossibly faster.

"Come on, Nico. You can trust me, can't you?"

"I-I-I- " I stutter, not able to form the words. How is he so infuriatingly calm about this?

"You were going to say you were worried about me, didn't you?"

"Y-yeah."

He leans impossibly close and I can practically feel his blond hair brushing my face.

"Will," I manage to say.

Then he grabs my wrists which have been supporting me, so I tip toward the bed. In one fluid motion, Will releases my wrists and catches my back with his arm.

I lie there, stunned, in his arms, blushing. With him on top of me, though it's not a crushing weight.

"Kiss me," he whispers. "Doctor's orders."

I press my lips to his without hesitation.

A thousand colors explode in my mind as we kiss. His warmth slowly spreads through me, all consuming.

His arm explores my back, gripping onto the black fabric and scrunching it up. My hands somehow end up inside the back of his shirt with the other wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. His chest is almost pressed into mine, but the weight doesn't feel overbearing.

Suddenly, the lid to my coffin slams on top of him and he's pushed impossibly closer to me.

He ends the kiss and rolls onto the empty space next to me, laughing. "Wow... that was... wow."

I nod silently, breathing hard and unsure of what to say. Normally, any sort of physical contact is uncomfortable.. but that felt so right.

His chest is so open and exposed. He's so tall that I lay my head on it. I listen to the beat of his heart. ThaThumpThaThump.

It beats as fast as mine and I can't help but smile. I've been smiling so much lately that my face muscles rarely hurt anymore.

"Your coffin is ridiculously creepy, though," Will says lightly. He pushes the lid off and sits up. His shirt is pretty much shredded and his jeans are facing a downward slant.

"You need a new tank top," I blurt out. "Not that... I, uh, mind looking at your... chest."

He laughs with that melodic tune of his and throws off whatever remains of his tank top, revealing his abs with a defined six pack.

"I've been wondering how you didn't know I liked you sooner. Gods, you're dense, Nico!"

"Me?! How am I the dense one? You're the one that can't see that you're kinda leading on Lou Ellen! What am I supposed to think?"

"Lou Ellen? What?" His face screws up in confusion. "Oh no. I didn't- no."

I look up at him expectantly.

"Crap. I didn't know. I was too busy, you know, paying attention to you."

I nod, slightly flustered.

"Oh, forget about her. We're friends. I'll talk to her." He looks at me sincerely and smiles. "Don't be jealous of her."

I flush. "I'm not!"

"You totally are."

"No! Am not."

"You can't even see yourself. You're getting your olive skin tone back, but you're still pale and your blush shows. Trust me."

Instinctively and without much hesitation, I say, "I do trust you."

"Good. You're blushing then. Now kiss me."

"Doctor's orders?"

"Doctor's orders."

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