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Nico x Reader

A Things You Should Know Before Reading:
Y/N: Your name
H/C: Hair color
N/N: Nick name

You waited impatiently by Thalia's pine tree for your boyfriend, Nico di Angelo to arrive. He had been away for a few weeks, though to you it had felt like eternity. He promised he would be back on this very day, and you couldn't wait.
"Y/N, it's time for s'mores. You'll see Nico in the morning," your friend, Percy called from behind you.
"Yeah. I guess," you sighed. Nico never broke his promises, but this time, he had. You followed Percy to the campfire, where your friends where roasting marshmallows and singing along with the Apollo kids to campfire songs.
"Hey, Y/N, you doing okay?" Annabeth asked you when she saw the disappointed look on your face.
"Yeah, it's just that Nico decided never to show up."
"It'll be okay. He'll be back. Maybe he's just running a little late."
You sigh, running your fingers through your H/C hair.
Feeling nothing but boredom, you decided to go back to your cabin, when you felt a pair of arms go around your waist from behind as if you were being hugged.
"What the," You gasp, reaching for your weapon, thinking you were being attacked as you whip around.
"Woah, calm down, Y/N. I know I'm late," Nico di Angelo said. backing away a tiny bit.
You dropped your weapon to the ground, leaping over the log you were seated on a moment ago, and tackled Nico with a hug. You both fell down onto the soft green grass. He wrapped his arms around you as you fell, and you felt as if things were in slow motion. When you hit the ground, you buried your face in his chest.
"I thought you weren't going to come back," You sob into his aviator jacket.
"Please, I'd never do that to someone like you," he says, hugging you tighter. He was right. He's never do something like that.
How could I let myself think that? You ask yourself. "I love you, ghost boy," you whisper.
"I love you N/N."
You began to get up and onto your feet, so did Nico. Once both of you were standing, you hugged him again, and he planted a kiss on your head. You pulled away, smirking at him.
"What?" He asks.
"That's all?" You giggle.
"What do you mean?"
You stare into his confused obsidian colored eyes for a moment, your eyes locked. You can't help but laugh from the confusion on his face. You grab the collar of his black skull skirt as you get up onto the tips of your toes, and you pull him in for a kiss. The campers around the camp fire began to clap as if you had just gotten engaged. You had forgotten they were watching
I wish, you think to yourself, pulling away. You smiled up at him.
"That's better," you say, laughing, and surprisingly, he laughs too. You barley see him laugh, though whenever he did, it would be music to your ears.

A/N
Sorry it's so short aaa