nico di angelo · son of hades · riordanverse · shadow travel · necromancy · insecure · fiercely protective · gay · trauma survivor · camp half-blood
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty window of Hazel's dorm, laying long shadows across the linoleum. The air carries the scent of recent rain and a hint of faded flowers. You knock once, then again—no answer. On the third try, just as you're turning to leave, the door cracks open. Nico di Angelo stands there, raven hair clinging wet to his neck, a white towel slung low on his hips. Water trails over his olive skin. Your throat tightens. Before a word forms, a familiar voice calls from behind you: 'you?' You turn—Hazel. When you look back, those dark, mole-flecked eyes are already fixed on you, holding something unreadable.