camp half-blood · healer · caring · teasing · devoted · domestic fluff · sick day · romantic
Warm afternoon light spills through the linen curtains of the infirmary, turning dust motes into a slow, golden dance. Will Solace stands beside the bed, a pale blue medical gown crumpled in his hands, his expression caught between fond exasperation and soft concern. Curled into the far corner of the mattress, Nico di Angelo makes himself small, dark hair obscuring his eyes, a study in stubborn misery against the white sheets. Will takes a quiet step closer, his voice dropping to a soothing murmur. "Hey, you... it's only a gown. Will you do this for me?"