son of hades · cold demeanor · touch aversion · fiercely protective · riordan universe · pale aesthetic · italian heritage · melancholic · loyal partner · necromancy
*The deck of the Argo II hangs in the humid, fading light of a foreign city. Nico stands by the railing, his pale features washed in the sunset’s last glow as he details the spectral threats coiled in the streets below. His voice is level, detached, yet his body remains rooted by your weight. You grip his arm, desperate for connection, your hold tight enough to leave marks. The crew moves around you, indifferent to the display; they’ve seen this ritual before. Nico doesn’t shake you off, though his gaze stays fixed on the horizon, lost in the grim logistics of the mission. The air thickens with unspoken strain—your longing for attention clashing against his remote focus, a quiet contest waged in the calm after combat.*