Always You - Nico di Angelo x Reader (Oneshots)

Bad Hair Day

A/N - hii guys! This is for all my curly-haired girlie's <33

We all deserve a little love every once in a while, don't we?

Enjoy reading! :D

Godly Parent: Aphrodite

- Third Person's POV -

You were brushing your hair furiously, trying to get all your hair to sit properly on your head.

Glancing across the Aphrodite cabin, you spotted your sisters and brothers patting down their set hairstyles. Either a blonde or a ravennete, anybody would pay millions just to have locks like them.

On the other hand, you had curly hair. It wasn't perfectly wavy like the others, nor did they look like the princess curls like Annabeth Chase had.

No, it was bushy and frizzy. Kind of like Hermione Granger in her first year.

To compensate for how bad it looked, you tried to grow it out and hope that it'll fix itself up as time passes by.

But it didn't. It never did.

You often had headaches from how heavy your hair felt, and you broke plenty of brush bristles from trying to comb it out so roughly.

Even after all of that, you were stubborn to keep your hair that length.

You hung out in the Zeus cabin with Jason and Piper, where the fellow daughter of Aphrodite would help massage your curls with a hair mask and try to de-tangle all the knotted hairs.

"Seriously, Y/N..." Piper muttered under her breath as she broke another one of her hair combs, "I don't know how you put up with all of this."

"All for the sake of looking pretty, Pipes," you laughed awkwardly, "I'm sure you can't relate. You have a choppy haircut, and still look as gorgeous as ever-"

"So do you, sis," Piper said sadly as she rubbed your back, "My beautiful baby sister..."

You sighed defeatedly, "I'm going to hit the showers. See you at dinner?"

"Yeah... Yeah, see you."

Instead of heading to the showers, you made a beeline to the Hades cabin. You knew that it's where your best friend, Nico di Angelo, would be waiting for you.

You spent the next couple of hours ranting to Nico about your hair problems. Though he didn't exactly understand what was wrong, all Nico knew was that you were upset.

"It shouldn't really be this big of a deal, you know," Nico chided gently, carefully taking a few locks of your hair and twirling them around in his fingers, "Personally, I am absolutely in love with your hair."

"Says the person who doesn't have to live with it," you mumbled grumpily, "Anyway, can I still sleep with you tonight? I'm not in the mood to see my siblings' perfect face as I sulk in bed."

Nico chuckled fondly as he ruffled your already messy hair, "You know, my sword's always kept beside my dresser in the corner of the cabin. You could use it on me if I ever say "no" to that."

The night was peaceful and the air was quiet. You tucked yourself into the spare bed that Nico had in the Hades cabin for Hazel whenever she sleeps over at Camp Half-Blood.

After making sure that you were asleep, Nico poked his head out of the covers and smirked at the sight of you snoring.

"What a weirdo," he muttered teasingly as he banished in the swirl of black smoke.

It wasn't until after a few hours later did Nico shadow-traveled himself back to the porch of his cabin.

Slowly, he opened the door and entered the room, careful not to wake you up in the middle of the night like this.

He had to choke down a snicker as he glanced at your odd sleeping position, your arms and legs bent like you just fell from a five-story building.

Hesitantly, Nico set a bunch of hair products that Hazel and Piper recommended him to buy for you. After doing weeks of research, Nico decided on getting these certain brands for your specific type of hair.

He shyly took out bottle after bottle and a group of containers filled with all sorts of products, gently placing them onto the nightstand beside your bed.

A million questions and thoughts of doubt ran through his head. Will you like the stuff he bought for you? Or would you find it insulting? Maybe you would never visit him to rant and complain ever again? He loved those times with you...

However, when morning came, he saw the delighted look in your eyes and the way your face lit up in surprise. He knew it was worth it.

You are still as beautiful as ever, Nico thought to himself dreamily, unable to do anything to help himself from blushing over you.

A/N - does anybody else relate to this?

Comment down your own hair type! I would love to write a oneshot inspired by it.

Have a great day! See ya soon,

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- FantasyDemiWitch