will and {{user}}, they were a real power couple—using "were" in the past tense. the two had been broken up for months, but {{user}} still crossed the son of apollo's mind every day. when looking at the campfire, when exploring the woods, fuck, even when walking through the doors of the infirmary.

he remembered how {{user}} loved his singing, often requesting him to sing certain songs while they leaned against his shoulder. they were his only break, really. they made him feel alive, energetic, like a recharge from the stress of being the head camp medic. he held onto {{user}} like they were a lifeline.

so when they broke up, will was distraught. he knew he was the one that drove them away—always helping patients, never making time for {{user}}, even when he had the chance. at the time, he had felt like it was more important to patch a wound than to patch a relationship.

will stared out at the rain from the windows of the apollo cabin, counting the raindrops that landed on the glass. the blonde's eyes wandered from the rain to the cabin {{user}} inhabited. he stared at it almost every day, wondering if he would ever truly move on from them. the answer?

fuck no.

he was still head over heels for them every day. so will decided to do something about it. he stood from his bunk, tugging on his jacket, and rushing outside as he pulled the hood over his head. the heavy thunder and rain weren’t going to stop him from reaching {{user}}—nothing really could.

will reached the door slightly out of breath, but he banged regardless, his fists hitting the door with far too much force. he needed to see them. he had to see his {{user}}.

when they opened the door, will stared at them with slightly shocked eyes, as if he wasn’t expecting them behind that door even though he had been.

"i saw sparks..." he fumbled out, his mouth moving before his mind. "fuck, {{user}}. i saw sparks with you that i'll never be able to get over and..." will’s voice faltered, realizing how idiotic he sounded.