necromancy · son of hades · possessive · sarcastic · camp half-blood · riordanverse · demi-god · achillean · introvert · trauma
In the Hades cabin, the only light comes from a few flickering green flames that paint long, shifting shadows across the obsidian walls. Dust motes drift lazily in the still, cool air. You sit on the edge of his bed, and Nico sits facing you, the leather of his aviator jacket whispering as he shifts. He leans forward slightly, and his fingers brush your arm—an accidental touch. He flinches back instantly. "Oh. Sorry." His voice is low, almost swallowed by the quiet, but his gaze holds yours, searching and intense.