"I will be by your side until we no longer are in this existence, I will be by your side until the Apollo stops rising the sun, until Artemis stops rising the moon, I will be by your side until my last breath, until you tell me otherwise, Nico Di An...
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CHAPTER 0007. ANGEL'S IN DENIAL (NOTHING NEW GET USED TO IT)
trigger warnings for the following subject matters- mentions & implications of internalized homophobia, mentions & implications of death, self inflicted harm
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JUST AS THEY ALL THOUGHT, waking up that morning after was not a pleasant experience and Angel's body was in pain and was all cramped up. Angel had Connor's foot near his face, his toes tickling his ear while Connor's other foot was jabbing into his ribs, while his arms were flopped out in a star fish position while his head was resting on Angel's foot. Travis's hand was laying across Angel's face while his feet were all up in Connor's face while the rest of Travis's body was almost falling off the bed. He pushed his brothers limbs off his body, noticing that Nico wasn't there making his eyebrow raise as he rolled off the bed as he ignored his brothers groans and mumbled complaints. He looked around the cabin and glanced at the bathroom door and realized Nico really wasn't in the cabin and there wasn't a sign of him.
Angel huffed as he reached down, picking a shirt up off the floor and sniffed it to see if it was as clean as it looked. He made a face but shrugged as he threw his old shirt off and tossed the new one on as he tossed his old shirt in the corner. He glanced at the corner he tossed it in and blinked as he realized that their laundry was really piling up and they need to find some time to wash it, they were running out of floor shirts to toss on. He brushed it off, he'd wash it later as he walked towards Connor's bed, grabbing a hoodie from it as he put it on and grabbed another jacket of his own.
