Blessed Death Boy (Nico Di Angelo X Female Reader)

Mutha Fucka

Warning: strong language, sexual references

The story behind your and Nico's first kiss ♥

(Y/n) is walking back to her cabin to pack her things, but getting away from Nico was a bonus. She never thought she'd want that, to get away from Nico; not in a million years.

"Why in Hades (sorry dad) would you accept, let alone request a quest like that?" He was following her back to her cabin, lecturing her about how stupid she was being.

"Because I want to help, Nico. I want to contribute. I hate having to sit and watch while our friends get injured and attacked anytime anyone tries to leave."

"But you can't stop it alone. And you've never been on a quest before. You don't know how dangerous it can get."

"Your quest to get me wasn't that dangerous, you kicked that snake bitch's ass, no problem."

"Seriously? You left home for like an hour before you were robbed and attacked. You won't last out there, especially going against something as dangerous as this."

"Hey, I've been practicing asshole, I'll do fine out there." She'd reached her cabin.

"I'm just trying to-"

She slammed the cabin door in his face.

Her half siblings bombarded her with questions about the rumors of her quest and what she knew about it. She didn't answer any of them.

When she finished packing, she walked out, and surprisingly saw that Nico was nowhere to be found. He'd been harassing her nonstop about her decision to accept a quest, and it got old, fast.

Once she'd made it to the hill where Chiron and Dionysus waited to send her off, (Y/n) would be prepared with a big boy epic sword, and as she was saying her goodbyes to all the friends she desperately wanted to make out with on a daily basis, she wondered where Nico was. It was hurtful; she knew he was ticked about the quest, but thought he'd at least show up for her send off.

And as she began walking down the hill towards Argus, who was playing Clash of Clans in the driver's seat, she was told to wait. As she turned around to ask why, Nico came running up the hill with a backpack of his own.

"Oh, NOW you want to come say bye. Talk to the hand, pal," (Y/n) said as she dramatically turned her head and held up her hand.

"That's no attitude to have towards your partner," Nico said with a smirk.

"Excuse you, bitch," she said in the same tone as that one vine.

"You weren't aware? Nico will be accompanying you on your quest," Chiron said calmly.

"EXCUSE YOU, BITCH," she said again. Mr. D would've WHOOPED her if he were still here, but he ran out of fucks to give a long ass time ago.

"Nico was very convincing in his argument to allow him to come with you. He reminded us that you are still fairly new to camp and have little experience."

"MUTHA FUCKA-"

"And besides, it sure helps to have what a mortal would call the spawn of Satan on your side," Nico said, still smirking.

She stared into his soul, and initiated another staring contest. This happened sometimes during their arguments, and everyone else had learned to ignore it. Everybody, including Chiron, walked away, knowing they'd be here for a while.

Eyes watering, suffering, (Y/n) blinked. Son of a bitch has been practicing.

He was still smirking. "Let's get going then, shall we?"