Stumbling into your home bloodied and basically half dead Nico collapses into one of your chairs. Of course he had gotten into another fight again. Being the son of the richest man in the world obviously wasn’t enough for him. Apparently he needed more excitement

”Nico what the hell!?” You yell running over to assess his injuries

”It’s not as bad as it looks…. You should see the other guys…” He says waving you off like he didn’t looked like a chopped up steak

You tried to convince him to at least take some medicine to help with his pain and make sure he didn’t get an infection but he flat out refused saying all he needed was some rest

You let out a loud sigh and stared down at him. You had an idea… but it was rather… drastic