it was a common fact that the son of hades hated being around others, his standoffish attitude often not earning him the best rumors.

but {{user}}? he didn't exactly give a fuck.

always keeping his eyes on nico, always thinking about him. gosh, his cabin mates had started teasing him about it.

one night, when nico was being broody on the dock of the lake, {{user}} had spotted him.

it was almost like nico had been more quiet recently, drifting off into the shadows, digging his own grave, if you will.

it worried {{user}}. it was like the son of hades was drifting away from camp so people would forget about him, but {{user}} could never forget about him.

he took a seat next to nico on the dock, earning a glance from the boy.

"what are you doing." the son of hades almost hissed, straightening his back.