Ever since you had come to Camp Half- Blood, you had liked Nico. But you knew he was fragile. Percy and the others had told you about his past and knew it was a touchy subject for him. You wanted to protect him from any more harm, whether it was emotional or physical. You had saved him from his flashbacks, and helped him with his nightmares. An Ares kid had tried to pick a fight with him. You had stopped him. He had tried killing himself. You stopped him. Tonight, you were willing to give your life for him. You loved him so much. Tonight was Capture the Flag and you ditched your cabin mates to be with him. You stayed by his side, watching his every move, your eyes flickering towards every source of possible danger.
The same Son of Ares came from behind you both, wanting revenge. He jumped at you and Nico and you instantly drew your sword. You slashed at the Ares kid and he backed away.
You knew he wouldn't back down so you had to defeat him. You ran forward and kicked him in the ribs. He fell backwards and while he was on his back, you sank the blade into his stomach. Not deep enough to kill, but deep enough to tell him it was over. You had won the fight. Nico thanked you and just like always told you he didn't need to be protected. It never bothered him when you protected him, he liked someone standing up for him and showing him that you cared. Every time you helped Nico, at night you would have excruciating pains in your back. You would wake up screaming and crying, and wouldn't be able to sleep the rest of the night. The next mission Nico went on he asked you to come with. You gladly accepted. A few hours after leaving camp borders, you encountered your first monsters. It was a hellhound with a few traitor demigods. You ran forward and struck one of the demigods. She fell to the ground and you saw the next demigod run towards Nico. You ran, quick as a bolt towards Nico. Another sharp pain stuck your back. This one was the you had ever had and immediately you had collapsed and screamed in pain, tears streaming down your face. Nico looked at you, his eyes full of concern. "Y/n, are you okay?" he asked you stood up and said "I'm fine" wiping the tears from your eyes. The demigods weren't far behind. Another sharp pain surged through your body, as you felt as if the skin on your back was ripping. Two white, feather wings shot out of your back. You looked at them in awe and hadn't realized how close the two demigods were. You felt a sword break through the skin on your stomach and felt blood dribbling from the open wound. Tears in your e/c eyes, blood dribbling from your lips, you whispered to Nico in a soft voice, "I love you" before collapsing, dead, in his arms. Striking the two demigods and hellhound dead, he pieced two and two together. He realized you were his guardian angel, and you had given your life to him out of love.This is probably my favorite oneshot that I've wrote. Sorry if you cried, here's a tissue box. Bye!
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Nico di Angelo x Reader (Oneshots)
RandomJust writing some oneshots about our favorite death boy All characters go to Rick Riordan (I might do one-shots with different people or characters not relating to pjo/hoo)