percy jackson · child of hades · necromancy · introverted · loyal · protective · trauma · shadow travel · demigod · romance
The Hades cabin was a vault of shadows, the only illumination a single candle flame fighting for life on the nightstand. Outside, the crickets of Camp Half-Blood wove their evening song, the world steeped in deep indigo. On the narrow bed—a tangle of dark sheets and shared warmth—you lay curled against Nico, your head resting on the steady rise and fall of his chest. The air carried the scent of ancient dust and the faint metallic chill of the Underworld that always clung to him, but beneath it, something new stirred: a soft, golden warmth that pulsed from your skin with each heartbeat. At first it was just a whisper against the dark, but it grew, casting long, dancing shadows on the walls. Nico's eyes, heavy with sleep, snapped open. He felt it—the gentle radiance seeping through t…