Demigod x Reader

Nico x Reader (thoughts)

Warning: Dark themes (at first) self-harm (doesn't get to gruesome thought) and mentions of suicide.

Theme: Sad and up-lifting

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You breathed short breath. in and out, in and out. Your chest rose and fell. You held the blade tightly in your hand. Your fingers gripped the blade as if your life depended on it. But you were in-between life and death. Whatever you chose had to do with that blade.

It was held to tightly you felt the sharpe edge pushing into your skin. As if the blade was begging to cut the palm of your hand.

You glanced around and thought over everything you could remember at that moment. Your life was seemingly average, well as average as a demigod's life could be. You had loyal friends. A place to call your home. And a loving boyfriend of two years.

It seemed so selfish. You had a alright life yet you wanted more. You felt as if everything needed to be perfect, and since it wasn't your life was misery.

You suffer depression which makes your life a living hell a lot thought. "Damn, it could just end now" you breathed out quietly.

You put the blade to your wrist. You searched up your arm. Every bruise, burn and cut was visible. Your private property nobody knew about. And nobody would ever know. Because if they did, they would try and stop you. And you didn't want them to waste their breath trying.

As you pressed the metal with more force on your skin leaving a indent, you heard footsteps. You quickly grabbed a light sweater and placed the blade inside a pocket as someone knocked at your door.

You walked over. Your arm was shaking but you opened the door to face a black-eyed boy. Nico Di Angelo.

Nico walked in and took in your appearance. "Babe, why do you always wear those sweaters. It's summer. Let you arms breath a little" he said quietly as he placed a hand on your shoulder and kissed your cheek

"but neeks, you know how much I like my sweaters" you said softly with a smile. You buried your face into his neck as he started to speak again "I know, I know. It's just, you need to not overheat yourself all the time" he said wrapping his arms around you.

"I'm never overheated" you said quietly with a small chuckle. Nico frowned "oh come on take it off" be muttered as he held the arms of your sweater.

You pulled your arms away "Nico, I like wearing my sweater. Please leave it alone" you begged. He sighed "fine".

***

You sat by the lake with Nico. You both held hands. It was a hot sunny day. And of corse, you were wearing your sweater. "Hey, y/n, want to go stand by the lake?" he asked you softly. You nodded getting up and standing at the edge of the lake. Nico followed you and wrapped a arm around you. There was a small smile on his face.

You felt something push you and you dropped into the water head first. You felt a splash and headed to the surface. Nico had pushed you in and soon joined you. You smiled and laughed as he wrapped his arms around you.

"Nico" you chuckled "what was that for?" you asked. He shrugged "I just wanted to" he said. Before you knew what was happening he took your sweater off of you. Underneath was a short-sleeved shirt. You were so caught up in the moment that you didn't realize he could see your scars until he mentioned it.

"Hey y/n, what's that?" he asked holding out your right arm as he traced some scars. You pulled your arm away quickly "it's nothing" you muttered as you grabbed back your jacket and sloppily placed it back on.

You swam back to the edge of land and got out of the water. Nico followed you and sat next to you "what is that?" he asked again. His tone changed from confused to anger quickly. You exhaled and stared at him "c-can we get off the topic?" you asked "p-please".

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You lied down next to Nico. Your arms tangled around his body, as did his. You weren't doing anything bad. You just lied down and cuddled a lot at night. He smiled but it soon disappeared "y/n, about before" he started. You groaned "Nico can you please just drop it" you said irritated

Nico shook his head and kissed your cheek "please y/n. I love you, and I don't want anything to happen to you. Please tell me what's wrong" he said quietly.

You nodded "fine, you want to know the truth?" you asked him to which he nodded. You bit your bottom lip before continuing.

"Nico, I, well I have been self-harming for a while now" you said quietly. He held onto you tighter as if if he let go of you that you would be killed.

"Why?" he asked. It sounded like his voice cracked but you didn't think much of it. You started to tear up. "B-Because, well. I know you love me and I love you. I have friends but, I just. I have depression. I feel unloved, you've been kinda distance. My friends don't really speak to me much, and, and-" Nico cut you off with a kiss. A passion and love filled kiss.

You kissed back. He soon parted "I-I love you, more than you would ever know y/n. Please don't do that to yourself" he breath out. You stared at him "I-I love you too Nico" you said.

"Besides. Your beautiful, don't hurt your body, please. And I'm sorry, you're right I should've been there more" Nico said. His voice was filled of remorse. "Nico, I-I didn't mean to blame you for my problems" you said quietly holding Nico tighter. Nico nodded "I know. Please don't worry" Nico said sincerely.

"A-Alright" you said breathing in his scent of pomegranate and copper. "Y/n, promise me you'll not self-harm ever again" Nico pleaded. You nodded

"I promise, mi amore"

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I felt as if this was pretty important to make because so many people are depressed. Depression isn't a choice and it's hard to live with. But remember, people do love you. And if you don't believe me, keep it in mind that I love you.