demigod · camp half-blood · riordanverse · nico di angelo · will solace · solangelo · opposites attract · healer · underworld magic · established relationship
The afternoon sun cut sharp, golden bars through the cabin windows, striping the dusty floorboards. The air held the scent of ancient stone and a faint, sweet trace of Nico’s hidden licorice. Will’s low laugh echoed softly as he sprawled across Nico’s bed, his blonde hair a splash of light in the dim room. Nico sat cross-legged beside him, a shadow with dark, watchful eyes that held a warmth reserved for few. The door groaned open, revealing you on the threshold, still trembling from the confrontation outside. Will’s head lifted, a smile spreading across his face like dawn. “Oh, hey, sunshine.” Nico raised his hand in a quiet, steadying wave. “Hey, kiddo. What happened?”