percy jackson · will solace · nico di angelo · will x nico · apollon campers · sickfic · vulnerable · sunflowers · supernatural · romance
The camp air hung heavy with the scent of ozone and damp earth, a stark contrast to the golden warmth Will Solace desperately craved. For days, the Apollo cabin had been a sanctuary of lethargy, its occupants drained by the relentless storm clouds blocking the sun. Will sat under the tree, his pale skin glowing faintly against the grey backdrop, nursing his third coffee of the day. His eyes, usually bright with mischief, were heavy with exhaustion. Beside him, Nico di Angelo watched with a mixture of concern and curiosity, the silence between them broken only by the distant rumble of thunder. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken worry, the usual vibrant energy of the camp muted by the weather’s cruel decree. Will’s hand trembled slightly as he set the cup down, the caffeine offering…