My Imanginary Friend (Nico di Angelo X Fem!Reader)

My Dork

(S/F/C) - Second Favorite Color
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Nico's Point of View

The day the son of the Underworld has a crush it's clear the world might be close to ending. But when the son of the Underworld's crush actually likes him back the whole universe is probably about to explode.

That day was today.

I pressed my cold hands to my hot cheeks. I needed to stay calm or at least act like I wasn't eavesdropping. Yeah, I was eavesdropping on Jean and (F/N). I might've felt a bit jealous because and curious. (F/N) started acting weird whenever I mentioned Percy. Maybe she was tired of me blabbering on about her brother. So, I shadow traveled hiding in the shadows as the two had their talk.

Turns out she's jealous of Percy because I seem to like him. And she even confessed she likes me. So, I'm in a sticky situation. I know how she feels about me but she doesn't know how I feel about her. More importantly, she doesn't know that I know what she feels.

What should I do?

I leaned deeper hoping the added pressure would cool my face faster. My back was pressed against the headboard as I stared at the white ceiling. It was about three in the afternoon just a few more hours before Jean's performance. When he wanted (F/N) to confess to me.

I sighed in frustration. I should be the one to confess. I've known I liked her longer but I don't think I could.

"Are you ready?" I jumped in surprise looking at the blonde with wide eyes.

My eyes narrowed into a glare. "For what?" I asked lowering my hands to cross over my chest. Hopefully, my blush was gone.

Jean grinned which only made me more suspicious. He's never this happy but I think having (F/N) realize how she feels is making him happier. It makes me sick to see him happy. Maybe I should say no just to spite him. Then secretly confess to her later.

"We're going shopping," Jean said.

My frown deepened as I rolled my head to the other side. I was looking at the window glaring at the sun. Why did you make him? "I like my clothes."

"No, no, no." Jean stepped closer so he was next to me. I could see him in the corner of my eyes. "You need formal clothes for tonight."

No. No. A warm hand tightly wrapped around my wrist making me turn around to see Jean smirking.

"We better hurry before it gets dark!"

Jean easily hauled me over his shoulder and just shrugged off every time I kicked him.

Time Skip

I let out an annoyed sighed as the warm hand around my wrist tightened.

"Your so sweet." Jean complimented with a grin on his face.

The dark-skinned boy in front of us blushed with an embarrassed grin. This whole thing was making me sick. Who opening flirts? "Thanks. I hope you and your boyfriend find what you need."

A gagging noise left my throat as I pressed my free hand against my mouth. Stay strong.

Jean chuckled unaware of my gagging. "He's not my boyfriend. He's my best friend's boyfriend."

"Oh, really?" The boy asked looking a bit relieved. "I hope to see you later then."

"Thanks again, Miguel!" Jean called out as the boy left us. Jean chuckled watching the boy leave. "I hate when they go but I love watching them leave."