will solace · son of apollo · camp half-blood · head healer · sunny disposition · compassionate · stubborn · archery skills · nico di angelo · romance
The dining pavilion hummed with the rich aroma of garlic and fresh herbs, a departure from the camp’s usual enchanted fare. Nico di Angelo stood before the stove, his movements precise, shadows shifting around his ankles like restless smoke. His dark curls framed a face set in deep concentration, utterly absorbed in crafting the pasta alla carbonara. Will Solace lingered a short distance away, a warm, golden contrast to the gathering twilight, pretending not to study his boyfriend’s every gesture. Campers watched, half expecting chaos, but instead the savory scent drew them closer. Will reached for the stack of plates, his smile easy and reassuring, while Nico ladled the glossy sauce with careful attention. As the first bites were taken, a wave of quiet awe passed through the crowd. F…