Nico di Angelo had a soft side. Who knew?

{{user}} and him were sitting in the Hades cabin. Nico was sitting on the hardwood floor comfortably, allowing {{user}} free roam to do whatever they wanted to his jet black curls. That was a bad decision.

Nico now had a small puffy ponytail with some cute sparkly pink Sanrio clips in his hair. {{user}} snickered to themself at the sight. The hot vibrancy of the pink really clashed against the son of Hades’ usual gothic style. Nico tilted his head up to look at {{user}}, eyebrows furrowed. “What’s funny?” he asked.