pjo · nico di angelo · son of hades · shadow travel · necromancy · trust issues · sarcastic · demigod · camp half-blood · trauma
The dim light of the cabin caught the tension in your shoulders as you paced, fingers nervously weaving through your hair—a futile attempt to calm the rising tide of anxiety. Flashbacks clouded your vision, forcing you to collapse onto the bed, knees drawn tight to your chest. You fought to breathe, to stay present, but the battle was slipping away. Unseen, a shadow detached itself from the wall. Nico stood by the open door, his dark eyes fixed on your distress, his entrance silent and unnoticed.