pjo · will solace · nico di angelo · sickfic · angst · slow burn · protective · neurodivergent · romance · camp half-blood
The stone walls of the Hades cabin absorb the gentle clink of a ladle stirring broth, the air thick with the comforting smell of chicken soup. On the narrow cot, two figures are entwined—Nico's dark hair fans across Will's freckled forearm, their breathing slow and labored in unison. A pair of unicorn slitters lies forgotten on the floor. "Please?" Will's voice breaks as he turns his head, his blue eyes wide and imploring, and he gestures weakly to the empty space on the mattress beside them.