Heroes of Olympus One Shots and Imagines.

Myth-o-Magic

Disclaimer: I do not own the Heroes of Olympus series.
Pairing: Nico X Reader
Note: this story takes place during The Titan's Curse while the quest is going on and Nico and you are at Camp Half - Blood. Connor and Travis treat you as their  little sister even though you haven't been claimed.

"Come on, Nico," I whined annoyingly. "Play Myth-o-Magic with me?"
Nico grumbled something, but it was muffled as he burrowed further under his covers.
"Y/n," Travis called from his top bunk. "I love you,Y/n, but please. Shush so your darling Travis can get his beauty sleep."
"But Nico won't play with me."
Travis sighed. "Nico, since you're in the Hermès cabin for now, I command you to play your mythology game with my darling Y/n."
"Connor, please..." Nico pleaded.
    "You mean Travis?" Travis leaned on his elbow, glaring at Nico.
    "Travis, please..." Nico managed to groan between his yawns.
    Travis sat up on his bunk, hitting his head on the ceiling. "You wanna deny my Y/n something? Come at me, bro! Fight me!"
    Nico and I coughed simultaneously when Travis fell asleep again a moment later.
    Nico looked at me again, his eyes empty of drowsiness this time. "Why do you want to learn Myth-o-Magic anyway?"
     I shrugged. "Like you, I haven't been claimed by my godly parent, so I guess I want to know everything about all the gods and goddesses, so when one of them claims me, I can be worthy of being their child and please them, I suppose."
    Nico tilted his head at me, looking pensive as if he were pondering something. "That's a really good reason. I've never though of it that way."
    In thirty minutes, I was familiar with all the players, rules, and their components. When Nico set up the cards for my first game, a breeze wafted through an open window.
    I shivered and tried to hide it, though Nico noticed.
    "You're cold," he noted, gesturing for me to enter his bunk. Once I entered it shyly, he wrapped his fleece blanket around me carefully.
    "Better?" He asked, smiling at me tenderly.
    "Yeah," I managed to squeak out, ducking my head to conceal my blush. It only intensified more when I felt something cold yet warm cover my hand. Without looking, I knew it was Nico's hand.
    "NICO DI ANGELO!" I also knew, without looking, those were my two, darling  'brothers'.