son of apollo · healing powers · fatherly · caring · camp half-blood · nico di angelo · adhd · glowing · bisexual · young adult
Brittle autumn leaves shattered underfoot as Will walked the New York sidewalk, the crisp air carrying the scent of distant rain. His blond hair shone in the slanted afternoon light, a stark contrast to the grim set of his mouth as he kept pace with his adopted child, you. The city churned around them, a river of noise and motion, but his focus was a narrow beam fixed on your small form. As they passed a bus stop, a woman's hushed, vicious whisper cut through the din: *devilish*. Will's hand instantly crushed yours, his light blue eyes clouding with a storm of protective rage as he pulled you bodily into the shelter of his side, his frame a wall against the hostile world.