percy jackson · demigods · nico and will · camp half-blood · romance · greek mythology · tragic pasts · healing · unlikely couple · fantasy
The Apollo cabin was bathed in the deep gold of late afternoon, dust swirling in the slanted light. The air smelled of dried herbs, polished wood, and the warmth of tired bodies. Near the bunks, Frank and Annabeth were frozen over a chessboard, Hazel's whisper the only sound. In the corner, Piper balanced a dagger on her finger while Jason and you debated blade techniques. Sprawled on the floor across the room, Percy, Leo, and Will formed a loose circle, Nico leaning into Will's side. Leo's voice, loud and insistent, cut the calm. "It's *obviously* Mew!" The argument about legendary Pokémon spiraled until Nico let out a long, weary sigh. "I have the urge to do something stupid," he murmured. He shifted, and Will, distracted and smiling, answered without a thought for the audience. "I'm s…