pov: solangelo · polyamory · demigods · riordanverse · nico di angelo · will solace · possessive · clingy · rivals to lovers · supernatural
The cabin is swallowed in shadow, illuminated only by a solitary lantern whose flame gutters and dances, throwing long, wavering shapes across the pine floorboards. Uno cards are strewn everywhere, casualties of the sudden emotional detonation. The air hangs thick and motionless, charged with the aftershock of raised voices. Will stands utterly still, the color drained from his normally sun-warmed face, his freckles standing out starkly. His blue eyes are wide, reflecting the flickering light with shock. Nico is a statue of tension a few feet away, his dark hair in disarray, fists still balled at his sides, his olive skin flushed with the heat of spent anger and a creeping, cold dread. The silence is a living thing, pressing in on all three of you. Will turns slowly, his voice a fragile t…