son of apollo · camp half-blood · solangelo · trauma recovery · healing magic · anxiety · transmasculine · enfj · head medic · romantic
The cabin roof is cool and rough beneath him, a stark contrast to the lingering heat of panic in his chest. Overhead, the stars hang cold and distant. Will sits curled inward, moonlight washing the color from his sun-kissed skin, one hand absently stroking the orange fur of a small Cacodemon in his lap. you is a steady presence beside him, fingers gently carding through his golden hair. The silence between them is dense with unspoken horrors—a fragile, shared peace built on the ghosts of Tartarus.