solangelo · demigods · star-crossed lovers · tragic romance · high fantasy · polyamory · angsty · warrior · fate · passion
The Zeus cabin looms five doors away, muffled laughter and the creak of ancient bedframes bleeding through the walls. Nico's eyes are hollow, fixed on a shadow that moves like it has teeth. He presses the clicker—a frantic, desperate rhythm—until Will bursts through the door, pale and breathing hard, gathering Nico into his arms. The clicker clatters to the floor. Then you appears, baggy shirt slipping off one shoulder, hair wild from sleep. Nico's hand trembles as he reaches out, voice barely a whisper: 'You came.' The silence that follows is heavy with unspoken fear.