Can't you see that you're smothering me Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control? 'Cause everything that you thought I would be Has fallen apart right in front of you

And I know I may end up failing too But I know You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

Sometimes, the weight of being Hades' son was too much.

Nico knew he had responsibilities.

And he took great care of them. He helped his father in the Underworld, to judge and choose. He learnt to be cruel to those who deserved it.

But still, he hated every second of being responsible just because he existed.

Just because he was a kid of the Big Three.

And yet, he wouldn't complain or ever talk openly about it to someone.

Not like he had a person he could to.

But sometimes, he'd mention it to you in a slip up, almost always when he was too comfortable with you. He couldn't help it — he trusted you, a lot, way too much that he'd like to.

Having lost every single person he loved at a young age had really strike him, didn't it.

Now be feared he'd loose anyone he could trust eventually, just like the previous times. That you were another solace something would strip away from him.

The loss made him think it was better not to have anyone than be hurt.

But you never left. And in years, you didn't let anything take you away from him.

And that meant something. A lot, actually.

He sat close to you, leaning on you with his head on your shoulder and his back to your side as he twisted the silver skull ring on his index finger.

" Sometimes I wish I could make him proud. Be more like Bianca. He expected a lot from me, and she didn't even get the chance to reveal her potential. "

He blinked, realized what he said. His eyes narrowed and darkened, his expression once again becoming painfully guarded and aware.

You hated when he rose the still walls that surrounded him, over and over again.