Percico
The best part about being tall, is dating a short person.
"I'm not that short! I bet I'm even taller than Leo!" Nico angrily retorts.
"Oh, really? Nice to know, Sunshine." I chuckle.
"PERCY. I AM NOT SHORT."
"Now you're sounding like Annabeth."
"So?"
"So, I don't need two of her. Who cares, anyway? I'm proud of my little shortie."
It's scary, but I didn't think it was possible--Nico frowns as deeply as he can, his eyes glaring. With a low rumbling whisper, he speaks, "What did you just call me?"
Me and my big mouth.
"H-Hey, Nico," I nervously attempt to relax him. "I-I didn't mean it like th-that."
He stomps towards me until he's looking up directly at me, "Call me that one more time, Jackson, and you'll regret it."
I swallow, and he turns away, sitting back on my bunk.
"Okay, maybe you're not that short. . ." I scratch the back of my neck.
Nico smiles (and my heart leaps in swirls), "I know. Now, come cuddle."
My worries fade away as I smile lop-sidedly. I walk towards my boyfriend and embrace him in a hug.
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Nico di Angelo One-shots
FanfictionI love Nico di Angelo, as you may have noticed. I have one-shot books for him on Tap, he's a main character in AT LEAST half of my stories, and is one of my FAVORITE characters Rick Riordan created. To sum it up, I'm a fangirl. So, I now present to...
