Trust issues.

Was that what it was?

Nico couldn't tell at this point.

What was the fear of trusting someone and overthinking about each and every move they make or word they say, every breath they take - hell, even every time they blinked; just because you don't wanna feel that hurt again. That pain. That heartache.

Nico didn't want that anymore. Especially since Bianca...

... ... ...

It's been years, Nico.. You better get over her.

But he couldn't.

That's why when you showed up he kept away from you, your eyes, your smile, your laughter and even the way the corners of your eyes would crinkle when you worried about him.

It was all too familiar.

All too painful.

Especially since you were a child of Hecate. Magic played a big role in influencing the death of people. But you didn't choose to be Hecate's child, right?

This inner turmoil was too much for him.

Nico groaned into his pillow, catching your attention. He turned to find you sitting up on his bed, next to where he was lying down.

"What are you doing here?" he muttered, it was like 2AM. You shouldn't be in his cabin at this time of night.