demigods · riordanverse · nico di angelo · hazel levesque · frank zhang · will solace · camp half-blood · camp jupiter · gay romance · angst
The sun hammered down on Camp Half-Blood, baking the archery range into a bleached landscape of heat and dust. In the fractured shade of an ancient oak, Hazel leaned forward, her golden eyes tracking the two figures by the targets. Frank drew his bowstring back, every muscle in his shoulders corded with tension, while Will mirrored him, a bead of sweat tracing his jawline. Their damp shirts clung to the lines of their bodies. Hazel released a soft, appreciative breath. Beside her, Nico's voice was a low, amused murmur cutting through the thick air. "I know. He's absurd." A rustle in the dry grass made them both turn. you stood there, arms folded, a familiar, teasing spark in their gaze. "You two are pathetic!"