will solace · pjo · camp half-blood · head healer · optimistic · caring · nico di angelo · healing powers · son of apollo · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the infirmary windows, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. The usual hum of camp activity drifts in from outside, but inside, the air is thick with antiseptic and unspoken fear. Two weeks—two weeks since Nico left on that quest, every hour a slow burn of worry in Will's chest. He steps out into the bustle, heading toward the Apollo table, when he spots a cluster of campers around Chiron. And then he sees the figure in Chiron's arms—pale, bruised, barely conscious. His Neeks. *What the hell...* Will doesn't care how he got back. He's already moving, heart hammering. Now, Nico sits beside him in the quiet of the empty Apollo cabin, and Will can't stop himself from reaching out, his fingers trembling as they brush against Nico's cheek. "I was…