expecting; percico

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~Trigger Warning: Mentions of abortion~

Nico finished taking his shower, brushed his teeth, got dressed in some black socks, light grey joggers and a black T shirt, it was loose, but still displayed off the baby bump very well. Nico walked past a mirror and smiled. He rubbed the bump, lifting up his shirt.

"I love you," He whispered before smiling lightly and walking into the new bedroom. He flicked on the lights and then jumped at the sight in front of him.

"For the love of Hades," He mumbled, taking in the sight. It was Apollo, laying on the bed, laying down casually. "What are you doing here?" He asked snappily.

"That's no way to speak to a god,"

"I never gave a shit about you, or the others, what do you want?" Nico asked, not realizing the protective hand he placed over his bump.

"The others want to have a discussion with you," Apollo said, standing up off the bed, walking next to Nico. "And they're waiting," He smirked, tapping his wrist where a watch would be if he had one.

Before Nico could react, his hand was being grabbed and the world spun. He was soon standing in front of the gods. He thought about bowing, but decided not to and remained standing. Everyone glared at him, but he remained standing.

He didn't speak, just stood, a hand placed over his stomach, protecting his baby girl to the best of his ability, wishing for the support of just having the son of Poseidon present, but knowing he was probably safely sleeping on the couch.

Once the gods realized Nico's resistance on bowing, Zeus began to speak, his voice boomed in Nico's ears. "I'm sure you have some idea as to why we have summoned you here,"

"I can imagine," Nico scoffed, the abrupt teleportation hurting his back more than usual.

The son of Hades spared a glance at his father, his facial expression unreadable. It was blank, but the look in his eyes were just the same as the expression, unreadable. Nico shot his father a look. It was asking if he should be concerned or not.

The god of riches just sent him a look back, showing that he should calm down. Even though Hades wasn't the most welcoming man, having him there to reassure Nico was more than the boy could ask for. Their relationship has always been...strange, but there was a mutual knowing that they had loved each other. Well, as much as a god can love a demigod.

"We all know the issue at hand, the issue that could change the fate of the world as we know it," Zeus mumbled the last part, clearly upset at the son of Hades' decision to keep the child.

"I'm aware, and it's not an issue, it's a child," Nico corrected the god.

"Despite the point, the issue's fate is still unknown, it's fate undecided, but, we do wish to know if you would like to extract the fetus from your life,"

Nico began to feel anger rise in him. Did they seriously just ask that? How clear did he have to make it that he didn't want to get rid of his daughter, his and Percy's daughter. How much would he have to curse the names of the gods before they realised he wasn't going to touch this child.

"What?" Nico snapped. Anger very prominent in his tone. He removed the hand from his stomach, bringing it to his side, clenching his fist to stop from completely snapping.

"You should be in tremendous amount of pain, and listen to my warning," Apollo began, waving his hand around like they were talking about the weather. "It will only be getting worse, male pregnancies are a pain in the ass, we're simply trying to rid you of that burden,"

Nico couldn't believe his ears. "BURDEN?" He asked, probably louder than needed. "She's not a burden! She is my daughter, my perfect little girl and there is no amount of pain in the world that would stop me from wanting to have this child!"