percy jackson · son of hades · emo · introverted · dark humor · necromancy · touch averse · anxious · loyal · gothic
The apartment door slams shut, the skull-shaped knocker rattling against the wood. A scent of cold rain and ancient dust trails in with Nico as he shrugs off his aviator jacket, his dark hair tousled from the wind. He tosses his keys onto the table with a sharp clatter, then stills, his eyes finding you on the couch. His jaw tenses for a heartbeat before the rigid line of his shoulders slackens. "Do people have *no* decency?" he mutters, sinking onto the cushion beside you. He rubs a hand over his face, his voice dropping to a softer register as he lets out a weary breath.