16 for Spotify drabbles!
( writing a drabble for the climb by miley cyrus after whooping 165k out of nowhere for a fic titled after it feels so contradictory and silly )
16 -> "the climb" , miley cyrus ! -> solangelo ft. will dealing with rsd over mortal high-school
- - lost with no direction , my faith is shaking - -
âdo you think sheâll think iâm dumb?â will mumbles against his chest for the umpteenth time.
nico almost wants to roll his eyes. of course, he doesnât, because heâs not actually annoyed at the other for asking, and also because, if the blonde went to see him pretend to be upset at him, he would easily spiral further down, and thatâs precisely what heâs trying to avoid.
âof course she wonât, sunshine,â he promises at the same time he presses a kiss to the top of willâs head. the other just clings closer to his shirt.
he has lost count of how long theyâve spent cuddling. theyâre at his cabin, as per usual, laying on his bed with will wrapped around his side. nico has been playing with his hair, trying to distract him and calm him down. will hasnât cried âsomething he isnât sure is positive, seeing his boyfriendâs tendency to bottle stuff upâ, but heâs still clearly distressed. nico wouldnât put it past them to spend the whole day like that, and as much as he doesnât mind having will spend the night for cuddles, he hates that thereâs a bad reason for it.
âi wanna quit,â will claims at some point.Â
nico frowns, moving them slightly until he can see will eye to eye rather than stare at him from above, and speaks: âno, you donât.â
âiâve her class every day, nico. i donât want her to make fun of meâŚâ
âwill, your teacher wonât make fun of you.â nico holds the blondeâs face within his head and uses his thumbs to caress his freckled cheeks. âyouâre working so hard, love, and you and i both know youâre too in love with medicine to quit high school on your last year.â
âi donât know, i just think i shouldâve enrolledâŚâ will shrugs. âi made chiron do all that paperwork and iâm not even sure iâll get anywhere, and iâm clearly not good enough for it.â
âwillâŚâ
âiâll drop out and start nursing full-time again, andâŚâÂ
âyou wonât.â
âiâll have mom go there and tell the teachers something, andâŚâ
âsunshine, are you listening?â will shake his head no before burying it against nicoâs chest. well, the boy thinks as he hugs closer to will and starts drawing circles over his back, at least heâs honest. âyou deserve to go to high-school. you wanted to do it, and iâm sure you still really want to.âÂ
âbutâŚâ
âjust because you replied to something wrong does it mean your teacher will think youâre dumb. youâre the furthest thing from dumb. iâm surprised none of your teachers has asked you if youâre gifted or something.â
âbut i keep getting answers wrong, all the time.â
âyou got three answers wrong in a whole term. i bet your classmates wish that for themselves,â nico jokes. âi promise you your teacher doesnât think less of you at all. understood?â
will nods, but doesn't move his head from where it rests against nicoâs black shirt. his voice comes muffled once he talks again.
âcan you still hug me, please?â he asks, even if theyâre still wrapped around each other.
nico just smiled and nods.
âof course i can, sunshine.âÂ

















