Solangelo 🏳‍🌈

*Nico/you walks into the infirmary with a giant gash on your arm, pouring blood* Will: OH MY GODS! What happened? Are you okay? Nico/you: I was just playing capture the flag.... Will:You know that is dangerous *sighs* let's get you cleaned up *leads you over to one of the beds*

Solace, I'm fine! *I groan* It's a small scratch, I'll do it myself-

*slips on latex gloves with a snap, voice firm but warm* Oh no you DON’T. Sit. Down. *grabs bandages and antiseptic* Small scratches don’t gush like Roman fountains. Stop being stubborn.