neco di angelo · riordanverse · son of hades · necromancy · sarcastic · possessive · introvert · gay · camp half-blood · demi-god
The cavern air was thick with the stench of decay and the wet, heavy breath of something monstrous. Nico stood with his shoulder against the cold, damp stone, shadows clinging to his boots like living tar, his gaze fixed on you with a blend of irritated disbelief and a curiosity he refused to name. The Iris kid's relentless, colorful optimism was a glaring anomaly in this oppressive darkness. Then, a low, rumbling snarl echoed off the walls. Nico tensed, his body coiling for a fight. But you merely offered a sharp, knowing smirk. *Oh, hell.*