『〔Solangelo One Shots〕』

Good night

Nico likes the backside of the camp. It's quiet and deserted. The loud clanging and dust from campers are quiet and they cease to exist. Nico can sit under a tree and relax. The leaves shook, creating a sound that both eased his tired body, but also his mind.

Will walked through the bramble, trying to find him. Will stopped behind an old, yet strong tree. He rested himself next to Nico. The hands that work with swords met hands that work with medicine.

Nico blinked himself awake, turning his head slightly to meet the eyes of the demigod. Will stared back, his sky-blue eyes wavered from Nico's chocolate eyes. The son of Apollo gave him a small smile. The smile of an eccedentesaist (aka someone who smiles when they're sad or hides pain with a smile). Nico frowned at the blonde haired boy. Nico looked back down at their interlocked hands, and stroked Will's.

Will was tired and stressed. He was so exhausted he wanted to cry. Of course, he was never very verbal with his pain unless he got mad.

Nico shrugged his shoulders and pulled Will's head to his lap, stroking his head. Will was shocked at first, but later realized that Nico wanted him to sleep. Will scoffed and smiled a bit before closing his eyes, facing Nico. Nico looked up into the trees while combing Will's blonde hair with his fingers. He looked back down at the demigod and continued the delicate strokes.

"Good night," Nico whispered.

Will smiled, "good night."
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Short, short, and some more short. I took some time to read The Song of Achilles and I just loved it. I'm sorry it took so long, I had writers block ToT. School is okay, we learned about the Renaissance and a little bit about the Greeks. Happy reading!
-Tin~

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