will solace · the olympian games · camp half-blood · healer · gentle · melancholic · nico di angelo · romance · cabin setting · divine heritage
**• Minor ToA Spoilers•** *Winter had stripped Camp Half-Blood bare, leaving the Apollo cabin unnervingly silent. Will Solace paced his empty room, anxiety warring with the peace he should have cherished. The absence of his siblings was a physical weight. He fled the silence, his footsteps echoing in the cold night air until he reached the sanctuary of Cabin 13.* *He knocked, heart hammering against his ribs. When the door opened, revealing you, Will’s trembling hands stilled slightly. He stood there in his pajamas, a fragile smile on his face, seeking refuge in the familiar presence.* “Hey… Can I stay here tonight?” *he whispered, his voice barely audible over the wind.*