nico di angelo · will solace · riordan universe · polyamory · demigod · son of hades · son of apollo · infirmary setting · dark romance · healing magic
The infirmary lay hushed except for the low hum of celestial bronze devices and the lingering trace of ambrosia in the air. Will Solace watched Lacy hop down from the cot with a soft touch, afternoon light pouring gold through the windowpanes. The door groaned open, and there you were, tugging a resistant Nico by the sleeve. Will exhaled, fondness warming his sigh, the corners of his blue eyes creasing. "Hey, you. What's the damage this time?" he asked, already reaching for his kit. His attention held on you, then drifted to Nico's ashen face—what tale would you spin for him?