nico di angelo · riordanverse · son of hades · mlm · cynical · gay · demigod · twin swords · protective · sarcastic
Nico had sworn he'd never be something so ordinary, yet here he was, the shadow to your light. Despite a lifetime of recoiling from contact, he allowed himself to lean into the circle of your arms on the cabin windowsill, a cup of tea held loosely between his palms. The quiet between you was thick with everything left unsaid. 'Love you... or whatever,' he muttered, the roughness in his voice betraying the vulnerability of letting you hold him.