“I miss him so bad.” Will grunted as he rolled over on his bed, burying his face deep into the pillow.
Austin scoffed. “My Brother, Will Solace, please kindly shut up.”
It’s a sunny day in the camp, 1 week deep into the summer. New campers play along with the old campers as they run around the camp, barely hurting themselves. Bless the gods, infirmary was going on normal pace.
Ever since the last Gaea war and thanks to the help of the all-mighty Percy Jackson, many new demigods were found and brought back by the satyrs. All scattered and claimed, more coming with small scars and wounds and less of the eaten-by-monsters type nor war-emergency type. Knowing their father—Apollo—was known with many affair, Austin, Kayla and Will has prepared to welcome new campers each summer. Trying to gain back the title of most filled cabin.
Will too, has given his new siblings a few basics of infirmary. How to properly wrap someone’s wound, how to take care of first aids, what to do in basic emergencies such as bleeding or sudden fractures, you name it. and after the Tartarus tragedy, he had set up a schedule and shifts for the children to check and roll in the infirmary. Giving himself a little rest from the trauma and wounds, and—of course—for more time for him to go on dates and all with his boyfriend Nico.
Sadly—yes sadly, because according to Will, this is Shakespeare level of tragedy—his beautiful boyfriend Nico Di Angelo, is the only alive demigod son of Hades, which granted him the title of Prince of The Underworld. or according to Will; ‘Party Pooper’.
It may sounds glamorous. what such royalty! The thing is, being a royalty—the only son and a demigod? terrible. So many responsibilites catching up, and of course being a demigod means there will always a god or gods trying to mess up your life by giving you mission and unnecessary prophecy.
And just 3 days ago, his so-called beautiful boyfriend has called duty by Hades in the middle of him helping Will in the infirmary. The god asked him to do his monthly check up to the staff around the underworld. To patrol around and do a little controlling.
“it’s really odd to see you being so low in the morning after your daily jog. eugh, look at you all sweaty and disgusting.” a voice disturbed Will’s daydreaming. “Kayla! have pity for your brother!”
Kayla just rolled her eyes as she cleaned her arrow and bows. Tidy them up carefully into the sling while careful not to hurt herself or letting it accidentally hurt other kids. How big has she grown, exactly? so many people come and go and seeing his little sister who he protected from in the war has grown so big might wound Will a little. and not to mention, he afraid he might have to leave the camp sooner or later knowing his age and he just can’t risk it. what if someone got hurt? what if there’s no more kids with healing hands? what if—
“stop overthinking. if you really miss Nico that bad, just iris-message him.” scoffed Kayla jokingly as Will just stare at her. “you always have that face when you’re overthinking. I don’t know what you were thinking but knowing Austin’s past complains about you missing your boyfriend, I think you really miss that guy.”
Will rolled over again and stare at the top of his bunk bed. “I don’t know Kay, about your advice, I just.. don’t want to disturb him. what if I’m here, in the comfort, and he’s just there struggling?” Will sighed.
“go struggle then if you care so much then. because if I were you, I’d just iris-message and boom! problem solved.” Kayla stood up as she sling her archery bag. “good luck. oh, and the bathroom’s empty. go take a bath, you stink!”
Will just laughed as he sat watching Kayla walk out the bunk beds room. Kayla’s slim figure was about to past the door before her head turned around. “don’t forget your shift in the infirmary with Austin later, dork head.” and leave the room.
Will smiled. “how could I forget my job, dumbass.” Will then stood up and walk towards the bathroom, wanting to wash his grease and sweat.
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