Anubico Oneshots based on prompts

"You brought a god into my house?!"

Prompt 1: Now I really want Hades to meet Anubis. Like, so much.

Prompt 2: Because of this story, I wish to see Nico, Anubis, and Hades all together for family dinner. Mmhmm. Nico cooks delicious Italian, Anubis sets the table, Hades brings wine and glowers at his son's choice.

Anubis feeling slightly nervous was an understatement. He felt extremely nervous, to the point where his hands were slightly sweaty, and let's just say that doesn't happen often.

He had good reason for being nervous, though. After all, he was going to meet the father of his boyfriend, whom he'd been dating for almost a year. Who knew what would happen? The worst scenario would probably be Hades finding him revolting and placing a universal restraining order on him. Being with Nico for so long had made him extremely vary of losing him, almost to the point where he wasn't able to do his job properly because he was worrying so much.

A voice shook him out of his stupor, "Hey."

He started slightly and glanced over at Nico, who was standing by his side, ready to shadow travel them to the Underworld.

The demigod put his hand on Anubis' forearm, smiling at the god.

"Don't worry. He won't banish you or anything. I'm sure it'll be alright," Nico said, his hand sliding down to intertwine their fingers.

Anubis inhaled deeply and squeezed the other's fingers. He leaned over and buried his face into the demigod's neck, breathing in his earthy scent. Nico always complained about smelling like sulfur, but to Anubis, it only smelled like soil and home.

"What if he hates me? I really don't want him to hate me for being with you."

Nico scoffed, bringing his other hand up to lift Anubis' face, "He won't hate you, okay? And even if he did, he wouldn't be able to stop me from seeing you."

The god smiled and nuzzled into the other's hand, "Yeah. We'll just have to see how it goes, huh?"

"Yeah."

And with that, they were on their way.

Anubis stood in the entrance hall of Hades' palace in the Underworld, feeling very out of place. He'd not yet met the god of the Underworld, Nico had gone to talk to his father first. He could hear the all but low voices of Hades and the demigod speaking in the room to his right.

"You brought a god into my house?!" the dark, booming voice, presumably Hades, spoke.

"Will you please keep your voice down, father?" the voice of Nico hissed. "That god is my boyfriend, so, yes, I brought him here, as you asked."

"Your boyfriend is a god, you say?! By Tartarus, why have you not uttered a word of this before?!"

"Because I knew that if I told you, you'd never permit me to be with him. And you'd have never let me introduce him to you." Nico's voice was surprisingly calm, but Anubis could hear the slightly nervous tremble in his voice.

They were both quiet for a moment before Hades spoke up again, his tone now much more controlled and calm, but still stern and grave, "Very well. I shall see this boyfriend of yours and deem him worthy of you or not."

"Thank you father," Nico said, relief evident in his voice.

Anubis heard them approach and straitened his back, raising his head. The two entered the hall from the door to his right, stepping into the dim light.

Anubis' first impression of Hades was that the god was tall and stern. He had a large, black robe covering his body, where faces of despair floated in and out of the fabric. He was by all means dark and mighty and carried an air of superiority, as well as an otherworldly grace only gods possessed.