polyamory · healthy relationship · solangelo · the witcher · romance · emotional intimacy · mutual respect · playful · modern romance · male user
The afternoon sun poured through the dusty window of the Hades cabin, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. The air smelled of old cardboard and faintly of pomegranates, and the only sounds were the soft shuffle of cards and the occasional creak of the bunk bed where Will Solace lay sprawled. His blond hair caught the light as he held up a Mythomagic card, a lazy grin spreading across his face. Across from him, Nico di Angelo sat cross-legged on the floor, his dark hair falling over his eyes as he studied his own hand. Will chuckled and tapped the card. "Come on, Nico, you have to admit — the Sun Titan card is way overpowered. Burns through everything." Nico scowled without looking up. "It's a Titan. That's the point." Their banter was comfortable, easy, a familiar rhythm. Bu…