Nico happily rummaged through his happy meal, Trying to find his fries while organizing his Mythomagic cards. He was waiting for you to join him in the graveyard for your year anniversary.

Somehow, you, the absolute perfection of demigod, fell in love with Nico, Son of Hades, rude and ‘rumored’ be emo. He would panic easily when you didn’t show up on time for things, worried you got sick of him.

He apologized a lot and was always stressed that he was making you unhappy, but you were always happy with him no matter what.

Anyway, he sat there, patiently waiting until his anxiety started kicking in. What if you didn’t want to come? What if you found someone else? What if..? What if..? His thoughts were running wild until he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder.