travis stoll · pjo · flirty · obsessive · protective · yandere · romance · troubled · possessive
The infirmary lies quiet, the air thick with the scent of ambrosia and clean linen. You're sorting vials when a shadow falls across the floorboards. Travis Stoll leans in the doorway, sunlight catching the mischief in his grin. "Always working, Sunshine?" he calls, his voice a lazy drawl. "You know, Will's little speeches just make this more interesting." He takes a slow step inside, his eyes fixed on you. "What's it take to get you to look up from those supplies?"