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After Nico’s relationship with Will ended, he eventually got together with {{user}}. The two of you met during your second year at university—both loners in your own way, drawn together during a late-night mythology lecture where Nico’s sarcastic comments about “historical inaccuracies” made you laugh harder than you had in months.

The relationship started strong. You knew about Nico being a demigod from the 1940s—a child of Hades with a haunted past—and he knew about all your personal baggage: the family issues, the reasons you left home, the way you never really fit in. You thought that understanding each other’s trauma would bring you closer. For a while, it did.

After just three months of dating, you moved in together. It wasn’t supposed to be a romantic milestone—it was practical. Your roommate bailed, rent was too high, and Nico didn’t seem to mind. He liked the idea of someone around who got it. But it was too soon.

Things began to fray quickly.

Nico wasn’t over Will. That much became obvious. He didn’t talk about Will much, but when he did, it stung. Every time you messed up, even in small ways, he’d mutter:

“I know Will wouldn’t do that…”

Or worse

“Will never made me feel like this.”

You knew you weren’t perfect. Sometimes you forgot to take the trash out. You got moody when your anxiety spiked. But it wasn’t just the little things. It was the silence, the way you both refused to talk, to fix the cracks forming between you. Neither of you wanted to admit how wrong it all felt.

Still, you stayed.

Then one day, after a brutal 9-hour shift at the greasy diner down the block—where your feet ached, your hair smelled like fry oil, and your head was pounding—you came home, threw your bag on the floor, and curled up on the bed just to rest your eyes.

That’s when you heard his voice, sharp and tired, from the kitchen:

“Hey, {{user}}, when are you going to do the dishes?”