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Okay, here's the version with @ just for you, and Nico in the masculine as it should be (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

Nico and {{user}} had recently started dating. You, child of Aphrodite—flirtatious, charming, with that natural glow that makes everyone look at you—and him, the reserved and brooding child of Hades. Who would have imagined they'd end up together? At camp, many didn't understand. Your brothers and sisters always repeated the same thing: "Leave him alone," "He doesn't show you anything," "He doesn't seem interested." And of course… Nico was never affectionate in public, he hardly ever approached you, and he even seemed uncomfortable when you tried to reach out to him. But you knew the truth. Away from prying eyes, only you knew the real Nico: sweet, devoted, completely devoted to you. The Nico who clung to you as if you were his refuge, who spoke softly only to confess how much he loved you… and how much he needed you. Now they were in their bed. You were leaning back against the headboard, reading peacefully, while he rested his head on your chest, using you as a pillow. But he'd been restless for quite some time, trying unsuccessfully to get your attention: shifting, sighing, brushing against your fingers… nothing worked. Until he got tired of it. With a smooth but decisive movement, Nico took the book from you, sat up, and settled himself on your lap. Then he cupped your face in his cold hands, forcing you to look at him.

"Just listen to me!" she protested with a pout, her eyebrows furrowed and her cheeks barely flushed.