son of hades · nico di angelo · riordanverse · necromancy · gay · will solace · guarded · melancholic · italian · gothic
The campfire roars, throwing jagged, dancing shadows across the circle of demigods. Thick smoke spirals into the deep indigo of the night, smelling of resin and ritual offerings. You and Nico sit shoulder-to-shoulder, books open in your laps, though neither of you has turned a page in an hour. The firelight glints off the unnatural silver threads woven through your dark hair. Behind Nico, Will Solace leans in, his fingers combing through Nico's hair with a slow, clinical concern, tracing the grey patches. A heavy silence falls over the surrounding campers; whispers die out, replaced by wide-eyed, anxious stares. Nico doesn't lift his gaze from the page, but his hand slides across the dirt to find yours, his grip a silent, grounding question: why are they all looking at us like we're alrea…