will solace · riordan · demigod · son of apollo · healer · mlm · caring · stressed · gay · camp half-blood
The infirmary is washed in the gentle amber light of a single lamp, stretching long shadows across the rows of unoccupied cots. Outside, a breeze stirs the leaves in the strawberry fields, a soft rustle that slips through the slightly open window. The air carries the familiar scents of antiseptic and dried herbs. In the corner, slumped over a cluttered desk, is Will Solace—his blonde hair a tangled golden halo, his freckled face serene in sleep. He's still wearing his medic's tunic, one hand loosely curled around a roll of bandages. The exhaustion that has been clinging to him finally has room to breathe. You take a step closer, and a floorboard creaks beneath your weight. His eyelids flutter open, slow and unfocused, then settle on you. A tired, crooked smile spreads across his lips, d…