Cosmic Love [A Nico Di Angelo Love Story]

Screaming and Possessions

Pietra P.O.V
It's hard enough having nightmares about something terrible, and you thinking that maybe your nightmare will come true; but when you hear another demigod's, and it's almost the same as your own, the worries that you have reach a whole new level.

The thing I was most scared about though, was not me lying lifeless on the freezing snow, not even the fact that the world looked like it consisted of only ice, but the thought of Nico being terrified of me. It was something that made my blood run ice cold, and my body turn numb.

"Stone, we'll finish this quest, and we will come back to Camp Half-Blood alive." I nodded in reply as he massaged my hand. I looked down at our held hands, just staring at them for a few seconds before Nico glanced up at me in realisation, and to my dismay, let my hand go as a pink tinge settled itself on his cheeks (the ones on his face).
I replayed our dreams over in my mind, and I assumed that Nico was doing the same from the nervous expression on his face. Suddenly, Nico perked up, his eyes wide as he stared straight in to my dark orbs. "Turn to the gods, they can help you." My face went pale.
"NOOOOOOO!!!!! NICO!!!! IT HAS POSSESSED N-"
Nico shoved his hand over my mouth, and I struggled to grab his wrist and pull it off my mouth. Gods, he has a strong grip, those biceps- what the Hades Pietra? I shook my head (which was hard considering his hand was over my mouth), and then had a brilliant idea.
Yes, the power of shaking your head...
I stuck my tongue out, and enjoyed hearing Nico shout as he felt my tongue under his palm. He wrenched his hand back in, and wiped his palm on my PJs.
"Mother of Hades! You're disgusting!" He glared at me, to which I returned with a shrug. "Anyway, I wasn't 'possessed'," he rolled his eyes at that, "I just had an idea!" I looked at him, my head cocked to the side, wondering what the Hades his idea was.
How does someone with no brain have an idea?
Oh, shut up.

"Which is..." I questioned, gesturing for him to continue with whatever schist he was going to say, and for him to get on with it. He rolled his eyes, and said that horrid phrase again.
"Turn to the gods, they can help you." His voice resembled Rachael's when the Oracle of Delphi took over her- so it pretty much sounded like a retarded seal with a cough.
I shivered, "No need to remind me, those words are already etched into my mind." He shook his head in disbelief and face-palmed while I looked at him with confusion.
"What?" I questioned him. Why couldn't he just tell me!
"As much as I hate to say it, I think we need to go ask the gods for help." Oh... right, that's what he meant. 
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! PLEASE NO!!! NICO HAS BEEN POSSESSED-"
He flicked my forehead, interrupting me, a signal that he certainly wasn't possessed, and I  groaned in reply. He's actually serious. I groaned again, already hating the idea, and shook my head vigorously. "Please no," I whined, "Anything but having to ask the gods!"
I automatically turned my voice into a weak and hopeless sound, praying that Nico would give in. From the look that he was giving me though, I knew that I was not going to get my way.
"Pietra, please. Although I hate to admit, and so do you, we need their help. Plus, it said to in our dream..." He trailed off, shooting me a hopeful glance that turned to 'hopeless' when I shook my head and stomped my foot like a child having a tantrum. Nico looked up at me, his dark eyes staring straight into mine. Usually when someone stared at me like that, it felt like they were staring into my soul, but when Nico did it with those warm, dark chocolate eyes that I could just get lost.... (wait, what was I saying?...), it felt like I was being filled with honey and melted caramel. I sighed, "You were meant to give in to my bambi eyes..."
He somehow made me fall even deeper into the spell of his 'bambi/puppy eyes', and once I had finally shaken my head and rid my thoughts of 'poor puppy', I grumbled to Nico, "Fine."
He responded with a smirk and wiggled his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes in return, "Gods, you're turning into Leo- and stop smirking creepily at me," I flicked him on the forehead, "you're freaking me out!"