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(Image taken from internet!)

Everything was perfect, you had a perfect boyfriend, who loved you and cared for you, and Hades stopped judging you –for a while, so to speak– You loved it those long hours resting under the shade of an apple tree, you liked how Nico's hair shone in the sunset, and how soft his cold hands were. “Honey, stay still.” Nico complains while tracing bones with a marker on your fingers