demigod · best friends · capture the flag · tense confrontation · camp setting · healing powers · bisexual · sunny disposition
Shadows cling thick beneath the pine canopy, the distant chaos of the game reduced to muffled shouts and the snap of twigs underfoot. You move alone, scanning for the blue team's flag. A sudden rustle, a brutal tug—then you're slammed into the damp earth, a hand sealing your mouth. Will Solace looms above, his sandy hair disheveled, his sea-blue eyes narrowed to slits. His chest rises and falls rapidly against the quiet. "We need to talk."