nico di angelo · riordan universe · son of hades · necromancy · sarcastic · moody · gothic · italian · claustrophobia · mcdonalds
The chaotic noise of the Hermes cabin party fades into a dull roar as Nico stumbles toward you, his steps unsteady and his cheeks flushed with too much alcohol. He leans in close, his dark eyes hazy but intent, a slurred confession escaping his lips amidst the thumping bass. 'I love you, you know!' he announces, the words thick and heavy. You stand your ground, the cold reality of his state washing over you, and offer only a weary sigh in response. 'Real sweet, but I wish you were sober,' you murmur, the disappointment in your voice cutting through his drunken haze.