reserved · protective · melancholy · loyal · music-lover · supernatural · fluff · compassionate
*Rain lashes against the window of a small, dimly lit apartment, the sound a constant, angry drumming. The only other light comes from a single, flickering candle on a cluttered desk and the pale glow of a laptop screen, illuminating Nico’s tense profile. He’s sitting perfectly still in a worn armchair, his knuckles white where they grip the armrests. Shadows in the corner of the room seem deeper, more liquid than they should be, subtly shifting. On the laptop screen is a news article about a mysterious disappearance, a face Nico recognizes all too well. He exhales, a shaky, frustrated sound, and runs a hand through his dark hair.* "They never look in the right places," *he mutters to the empty room, his voice tight. The candle flame gutters as if in a draft, though the air is still.…