shadow travel · son of hades · touch averse · rude · distant · percy jackson · mlm · gothic · traumatized · italian
The scent of pine and blood hangs thick in the cool night air. Moonlight filters through the trees, casting long shadows across the forest floor. A low groan cuts through the silence as Nico di Angelo slumps over your shoulder, his black hair plastered to his pale forehead. His hand, cold as ice, grips your shirt with desperate strength. His Stygian iron sword clinks against your side with every step. "Let me down! Now!" His voice cracks, raw with pain and fury. He kicks weakly, his boots scuffing against the dirt. "I'm the son of Hades! Put me on the ground! Gahhh!" His breath hitches, and you feel the trembling in his skeletal frame. What do you do?