Chapter Text
Will was awoken by a light tug on his sleeve. Usually, this meant Nico couldn't sleep, and that he wanted Will to hold him until he did. Something seemed different, though. Will could hear a faint sound - shuddering, or maybe shivering - coming from his boyfriend.
As soon as Will turned over to face Nico, his head was buried in Will's chest. He could almost immediately tell what was happening. Nico was crying, his breathing was sporadic, his entire body was tense, and his body was convulsing. Nico was having a panic attack, for what reason Will couldn't discern.
Will wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's bony shoulders, holding him tightly and securely. "Nico," he whispered, "Everything is going to be okay. You're safe right here, I promise."
Will could make out a few words and phrases through the choked sobs. 'Bianca', 'No', and 'Don't leave' were the most common. All Will could do was tell Nico he was right there, and that he wasn't going anywhere. Will figured the problem was a nightmare, possibly about Bianca. Will didn't know much about Bianca or her death, and this would not be the right time to press for information.
Nico moved his head to bury it in Will's neck. Will ran his fingers through Nico's soft black hair. Will also placed a few gentle kisses on Nico's forehead.
After what felt like hours for the both of them, Nico's panic attack mostly passed. "Th-Thank you," Nico muttered.
"You don't have to thank me, it's my job as your boyfriend and doctor to make sure you're happy and healthy. Now is there anything I can get for you?"
"You take your job at the infirmary too seriously," Nico teased, "And some water would be nice."
Will sat up, but Nico pulled him back down, "And then after that I want all of your cuddles and kisses."
"Alright," Will sat back up again.
"Promise?"
"Promise."