I love Nico di Angelo, as you may have noticed. I have one-shot books for him on Tap, he's a main character in AT LEAST half of my stories, and is one of my FAVORITE characters Rick Riordan created. To sum it up, I'm a fangirl. So, I now present to...
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Nico clawed at Percy's arm, cuddling his side tightly.
They're at Percy's cabin, and Nico just got done having a severe panic attack. Even though it was over, his heart still raced and he still felt sick.
He took deep breaths like Percy told him to, hanging onto his boyfriend for any sense of comfort during this trying time.
"It might come back.." he warned, voice shaking.
Percy squeezed one of his hands, still clutching Percy's arm, "It's okay. I'm right here. Just breathe and you'll be fine."
"I'm not fine, Jackson," Nico scowled.
His boyfriend kissed the top of his head, "Try to sleep. You're tired, that's probably making it worse."
Nico knew Percy was right, but struggled to believe he could fall asleep after that.
"Sing to me..." he mumbled, a bit embarrassed but it's what he needed.
Percy smirked, "I am not a good singer."
"Babe, please," Nico said, not enjoying the humor.
So Percy did. He started singing "You Are My Sunshine," very off key.
Nico hated the song, absolutely loathed it. But he needed something soft, and that song was just that, so he listened to Percy struggle to recall the words. The syllables fumbling out, rather than flowing out with ease, surprisingly made Nico feel better.
Maybe it was because Percy actually cared, and the only person to show him that before was Bianca.
He closed his eyes, his heart still beating fast but beginning to level out. After a few sharp intakes of breath, he finally relaxed.
