Pjo x Reader (one shots of all y'all's fav characters!)

Multilingual. )( Nico Di Angelo x M!Reader

Just a disclaimer; this will be done by using Google translate!! So pretty please don't come at me 😔🫶🏻

If Hermes is the patron of travellers, why shouldn't one of his children be gifted with the ability of language?

I looked at the son of hades in front of me. People described a boy who reeked of death, a boy who could kill with looks. Described how they'd look away in fear of the boy. They were afraid of him.

I didn't see why exactly.

"Oh, Y/n!" Leo comes up with Nico. "This is Nico, as you probably know."

Leo sits across from me at the dining table, Nico following behind him.

"You're Nico?" I ask, looking him up and down. Again he truly wasn't giving off godly vibes.

"Es monótono." I mutter to Leo. (He's bland.)

Leo usually spoke to me in Spanish, but all he did was smile sheepishly and look to Nico.

"¿Lo soy?" Nico raises a brow. (Am I?)

"gamó." I curse, forgetting most demigods speak Greek. (Fuck.)

"miláo kai elliniká." He says plainly. (I speak Greek too.)

"Vous ne parlez pas français." I say, hoping to save my dignity. I haven't met a demigod who knew as many languages as me. And I was really hoping to not. I couldn't get away with anything anymore. (You can't speak French too.)

"Je le fais, couramment en fait." He nods. Smiling lightly, teasing me. (I do, fluently actually.)

I groan, burying my face in my hands. Leo's laughing his ass off.

"Italiano?" I ask Nico, hoping to escape him. Italian wasn't really spoken around camp.

"Si parla fin dalla nascita." Nico informes. Egging me on. (Spoken since birth.)

Raising my head again, I look at him blankly.

"Come fai a conoscerne così tanti?" He asks. (How do you know so many?)

"come?" I defend. (How do you?)

"tocco." He nods. Laughing lightly. (Touché.)

Nico gets up and bids his goodbyes, eyes landing on me a second longer before he leaves.

"Él rió." Leo looked shocked. (He laughed.)

"¿Eso no es normal?" I ask, surprised really. I'd only met him once, the only thing I knew was, that I had competition.  (Is that not normal?)

"De nada." Leo shakes his head. (Not at all.)

"Hm," I hum shrugging my shoulders. "Raro." (Weird.)

"¡Pero ahora tienes competencia!" Leo practically cheers. I was too busy deciding what new language I was going to learn, after all I can't let someone else win. I was the first Hermes' child to hold this gift, I'm going to stay the only person holding it. (But, you have competition now!)

I truly only have to listen to someone to learn a language. It could be one world and I'd be fluent.

CHAT I SAW MY MESSAGES IN A "was it casual?" SLIDE SHOW. IT WAS THE MOST CASUAL. SO UNBELIEVABLY CASUAL. ALSO THIS PERSON KNOWS IM IN A RELATIONSHIP.

LIKE IM A LOUD KINDA "LOVEY" PERSON. I LIKE AFFIRMATIONS, I REMIND POL THEIR AWESOME AND OM NICE AND STUFF. AND I SAY LOVE PRETTY WILLY NILLY, BUT THERE IS SI MANY DIFFERENT WAYS TO LOVE SOMEONE.

ALSO IVE KISSED ONE, ONE PERSON. I AM DATING SAID PERSON.

(I won't share the account because it has ties to my personal life, and I blocked it out of fear LMAO)