Captured (Nico x reader)

Chapter 12

((This is from the sequel!! Im deleting it and adding it here!! And adding fluff nowwww))

It was night, you were alone and training as quietly as possible. You heard the sound of feet shuffling in the snow. You quickly whipped around and pointed you sword towards the sound. "It's just me." Nico put his hands up in surrender. "Sorry about that." You said, long the blade. "I wanted to ask you something." Nico grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from your training. "Nico, what are you doing?"
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He pulled you to the creek and up onto the big boulder. He sat down, hugging his knees. You sat next to him wondering why her brought you here. "I-I. . ." Even though it was night, you could see how red his face was getting.
"You. . .?" You urged him to speak.
"I would like if you and I could go on more missions together and I was wondering if you'd like to join me and be by my side." He stuttered out. He couldn't deny the feeling in his stomach, the skeletal butterflies in a frenzy.
"You're terrible at this, Nico!" A voice said. Nico jumped a little, surprised.
"Hey, my name is Leo and my fellow amigo(friend) wants to ask you out." He pointed his index fingers at you and then shifted them to point at Nico, raising an eyebrow. "What do you say, pretty lady?"
"Leo?" Nico said calmly.
"Yeah?"
"Run."
"That's my ticket outta here. Everyone! Go, go, I repeat; go!" He ran away, the sound of shuffling following. How many people were spying?
Nico scratched the back of his neck and stared down, "so. . .what do you say?"
"I say yes. I want to go on more missions with you. I want to be by your side, fight by your side, until the end." You lay a hand on his shoulder, "I want to be your wings. Together, we can reach the sky." He quickly wrapped his arms around you, surprising you.
He was happy to have someone like you by his side.

"A hug from you is enough to make me forget the world. Enough to make me smile with genuine happiness. What would be of me without you?" Nico hugged you tighter, eyes a little teary with happiness.

"What would I have become without you? You are what keeps me anchored to sanity. . .because knowing I have you here, I don't want to leave. . ." You leave him a kiss on the cheek and give him a warm smile. Yeah! He did it. They're official!" They whispered very quietly.
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You gave him a good night kiss making his heart flutter a bit. It was the first time you kissed like a "normal" cupple. No deadly injuries, no death ready to snatch one of you away. A kiss in the silence with brilliant stars glimmering. Your warmth slowly engulfing him. When you broke apart he was blushing madly. How cute. His hair was a tad wet from the snowflakes that had fallen and melted on his head. You brushed his damp hair away from his beautiful brown eyes and cupped his rosy cheeks. They were surprisingly warm in the cold. "Goodnight, Nico." You smiled and left him at his cabin.

Percy had become accustom to your preference to late night training so he no longer questioned where you went during some nights.
You were quiet to sneak back into your cabin, not wanting to wake Percy. He was always asleep when you'd return.
Except tonight, this night he was wide awake. He sat on his bed staring down in the dark. "Percy, what are you doing awake?" You asked while you flicked the lights on.
"Couldn't sleep. . ." He simply said. His scowl turning to a worried look as he switched his gaze to you. He got out of bed and hugged you, "you don't deserve this. . . You've already been through so much. . ."
"What are you going on about, Percy?" You were a bit too worried and surprised to hug him for a bit.
"I. . . Goddamn it! Why did I even open my mouth when I'm not supposed to!" He cursed himself. "Chiron wanted to tell you himself. As much as I want to respect his decision I. . ." He paused before opening the cabin door, "get some sleep. You must be tired." You heard the quiet click of the light switch, the door closed quietly and you were left standing in the dark. As much as you wanted to ask him what he was talking about. . . You knew he didn't want to talk about it. What don't I deserve. . .? What's going to happen?