Nico Di Angelo Imagines

#11. Worry

// AU

You were waiting for Nico to get home. Nowadays, he always insisted to get home late, saying he has lots of stuff to do at work. You were worried he was overworking. Tiring himself too much, you wanted to give him support. You stared out at a stack of books laid out in the floor, this gave you a bright idea.

You went to the kitchen and started cooking him his favorite food. It was really late and Nico still hasn't gone back from work. You were starting to worry and the longer he stayed out, the worse it got.

The door opens quietly, you see Nico enter looking distressed, exhausted and drained. He looks down as he drops his bag gently. He didn't lift his head back up, trying to hide the sadness shown in his face. You walk up to him and locked your eyes in his. "Nico, hey." You cup his face with your hands, your eyes filled with concern. "You need to rest. I made your favourite food." You take his hand, leading him to the living room. He grabs your waist, pulling you into a hug. "No. Stay here, please." He says, with exhaustion heard through his voice. He tightens the hug, his head leaned on your shoulder. You notice him close his eyes as relaxation courses through his body. You hugged him tighter, keeping him in your arms.

"I need you, Y/N." Nico mumbles, thinking you couldn't hear him. "I need you more." You reply letting out a tiny giggle as you brush his hair with your fingers. You both just stand there, in complete silence until you hear him snore lightly. Nico warms up, asleep in your arms. You gently lead him to the bedroom, softly laying him down on the bed. You put the blanket over his warm body, kissing him on the forehead before heading back to the kitchen.