Will's

POV

As I cleaned the wound, loving that I was touching Nico, even if it was only for a moment, Nico wouldn't stop squirming.

I was holding his leg in my lap as we were sitting on one of the many bunks, and he just wouldn't stop moving, but every time I'd look up at him he'd freeze, looking off in another direction, so I'd turn back to his leg. Around the fourth time he did this I picked up a knife that was lying on the bed.

"Do you want me to stab you?" I said, "Because that's what will happen if you don't stop moving."

"You don't need a knife to clean my wound," he replied indignantly.

"I know," I responded, narrowing my eyes at him. He merely replied with a shrug, which I figured meant that he'd stop.

"Thank you," I said, setting the knife back down.

I made quick work of it after that, finishing a lot sooner than I'd wish. Without giving it a second thought, my hand moved across his skin, caressing it. I heard a sharp intake of breath and looked up to see Nico staring back at me, a glazed look in his eyes. We stayed that way for a while, staring at each other, my hand still moving over his leg, until I shook my head, snapping out of the trance I was in.

I cleared my throat and Nico seemed to snap out of it too.

"Uh, I just, medical reasons," I said dumbly, "Just wanted to see if the area was sensitive, but it looks good." Believe me, when I said it looked good, I meant it.

Nico shook his, looking away from me as he pulled his leg off my lap. As soon a it was gone I immediately missed the warmth.

I stood up, striding across the room and to the door. "Um, i-i'll see you tomorrow I guess," I said, hating myself for stuttering as I walked out the door, hearing it slam shut behind me.

Nico's

POV

I groaned as turned over on my bed, tired from not being able to get an ounce of sleep last night, and with good reason. Damn it, Will Solace.

Choosing to ignore and push aside what ever was making me feel so...crazy right now, I got up from my bed and quickly got dressed.

I decided I'd head over to the climbing wall of lava, it's been a while since I've been there. I'd pulled on my black shirt which I called my lava shirt. It consisted of a series of burn marks and little holes.

As soon as I got there I rushed to the wall, I don't think many people knew this since they don't really pay attention to my existence, but I'm actually really fast. I quickly reached the top, staring over the vast landscape that was camp half blood. I rushed to climb back down and when I got there, there was a familiar blond waiting for me at the bottom.

"I didn't you were good at climbing," Will said.

"I'm good at a lot of things people don't know about," I replied back snidely, heading off in the other direction. I wasn't expecting him to follow but once again I was sorely mistaken.

"Oh really?" He said, an odd glint in his eyes as he kept up with my fast pace.

"Mmm," I grunted, not even bothering with an actual response.

I guess I didn't really think about where I was going because when I focused back on my surroundings I realized I was in the forest.

I turned to find Will staring at me. "What?"

Will walked a few steps closer to me before stopping. We were only a few inches apart.

I narrowed my eyes at him, furrowing my eyebrows.

"I was just wondering...," he said, his eyes focusing on my lips.

I didn't have any time to push him away or even squeak in surprise, not that I squeak, when he lowered his head and pushed his lips onto mine. I found myself staring into his eyes, not doing anything, as his lips moved against mine.

I don't know why I didn't push him away. Correction, I did know why, I just didn't want to admit.

Instead of freaking out and yelling at him, my lips involuntarily began to move against his in sync. His eyes closed for a brief second and I heard a moan escape his throat.

With his left hand, he grabbed my hip, bringing me even closer to him. His right hand he brought up to my head, cupping the side of my face, like it was so fragile, like it was made of glass.

I found myself needing to do something with my hands, so in one brief impulsive moment, I grabbed his ass, pulling him against me.

I heard him squeak as I did it, his eyes shooting wide open again.

After a few more seconds we separated, gasping for breath.

When I looked back up at Will he had a slight smirk on his face, almost gloating.

"You're right, Nico," he said, breaking the silence, and I loved the way he said my name, "You are good at a lot of things."

As I stood there staring at him, still not saying anything, I swiped my tongue across my lip and I could still taste him there.

Will backed up a few steps and I focused my attention back on him.

"I'll see you later," he said with a wink, heading back out of the forest and to gods knows where.

Me, I was stuck standing there, the only thought in my mind being, 'What in hades just happened?'