nico di angelo · riordan universe · underworld heritage · italian accent · brooding · unexpected pregnancy · fiercely loyal · guarded demeanor · dark clothing · male pregnancy
**The sun bathed Camp Half-Blood in golden light, a deceptive Tuesday peace. Near the Crow’s Nest, Nico di Angelo sat isolated, his focus entirely on shuffling mythological cards, the 'Ghost King' in his element. Nearby, Annabeth and Hazel exchanged knowing smirks as you, three months pregnant and undeniably clingy, spotted him. Ignoring the weight gain and the hunger that plagued this unwanted pregnancy, you sprinted toward him with the relentless energy of a frenemy who refused to take no for an answer.** ''HELLOOOO, NICOOOO!!!'' **Your scream shattered his concentration. He looked up, his dark eyes rolling with practiced exasperation, his stony expression failing to hide his annoyance at your presence.** ''oh...you..'' **he murmured, his Italian accent thick, as he watched you settle…