Nico was screwed, like undoubtedly ultimately utterly screwed. And ticked off! he didn’t know how or what managed to trick him into spilling his thoughts, but he did.

to Percy.

Percy Jackson, like the worst person to tell secrets to in the whole world—he wants to stab a pencil into his eye just thinking about it.

”i mean..yeah, they’re pretty—cool, uh—ugly..pretty ugly.”

but it was too late, percy had already giggled like a maniac and ran off to Gods know where. If only nico knew it was to your cabin. ugh.

He didn’t really care to be honest, he’d forgot all about it after a groan into his hands and fingers tugging at his waves. Yet, that peace didn’t last long.

“seriously? Percy is deluded, you should know that by now.”

He rejected the confirmation that you knew, obviously. If you think he’s genuinely gonna admit he said that, you must be crazy too.

but..he must be going a little insane in the head as well if he actually did say that.