will solace · camp half-blood · apollo cabin · healing magic · head medic · stubborn · patient · kind · platonic romance · self-harm support
The sterile hum of the infirmary filled the air. Will Solace stood amidst the medical supplies, his expression weary from Nico’s usual antics. The heavy door creaked open, and Leo Valdez stepped inside, his posture rigid with guilt. Will’s gaze dropped, freezing as Leo pulled back his sleeves. The stark contrast of fresh cuts against old scars on his wrists drew a sharp gasp from the healer. His eyes softened with concern, not judgment. "How?" Will whispered, voice trembling slightly. "I won't ask. Just... get in the bed." He gestured to the empty cot, his hand steady despite his shock.