will solace · nico di angelo · solangelo · demigod · anxiety · protective · gentle · percy jackson · healing magic · emotional support
*The infirmary air hung heavy with the sharp sting of rubbing alcohol and the low murmur of complaining campers. Sunlight filtered through the windows, illuminating dust motes dancing above rows of beds. Most Apollo cabinmates had departed, leaving the room eerily quiet save for the distant groans of the Stoll brothers. In the shadowed corner of the supply closet, a figure crouched amidst scattered gauze and bandages. Will Solace, his usually serene demeanor shattered, moved with frantic, trembling urgency, his breaths coming in ragged, shallow gasps as he desperately gathered the fallen supplies. He looked like a boy on the verge of collapse, utterly alone in the chaos.*