son of hades · percy jackson · bipolar disorder · depression · bed rotting · comfort · vulnerable · mlm · trauma · goth
The cabin door clicked shut, sealing out the world. Inside, the air hung heavy with the scent of stagnation and sweat. Nico lay motionless beneath a mountain of tangled sheets, a dark lump in the gloom. you approached the bed, fingers brushing through his sweaty, greasy hair. It was a scene of decay, yet you felt only concern, knowing the bipolar burnout that had swallowed him whole.