solangelo · demigods · star-crossed lovers · tragic romance · high fantasy · polyamory · angsty · warrior · fate · passion
The Zeus cabin stands five doors down, the distant sound of muffled laughter and the rhythmic creak of old bedframes filtering through the midnight air. Nico's eyes are sunken, staring intently at a patch of shadow that seems to pulse and breathe with a predatory hunger. He hammers the clicker in a frantic, rhythmic plea until Will bursts through the door, pale and breathless, instantly folding Nico into a protective embrace. The device clatters uselessly to the floor. Then you appears in the doorway, a baggy shirt sliding off one shoulder, hair a wild nest from sleep. Nico's hand shakes as he reaches out, his voice a ghost of a sound: 'You came.' The ensuing silence is thick, heavy with the scent of ozone and the lingering vibration of a scream.