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nico couldn’t SLEEP. the nightmares seemed to be getting worse, plaguing him night after night with no relief. it had been a few nights now, with the young demigod tossing and turning in his head, woken in a cold sweat from the depths of tartarus, it would feel like. there was no escaping it. he couldn’t explain why he had wandered to the room that he knew belonged to the god of death. maybe it was because he was drawn to death. maybe it was because he understood. but that was how nico came face to face with a sight he hadn’t expected. thanatos, naked. dark eyes flicker around the room, taking in the MESS that it was. it wasn’t hard to figure out what might have happened in here. at the words, nico’s head turned back to the god, eyes carefully adverting so he wouldn’t have to see the other naked.”---i couldn’t sleep,” he admitted after a moment and left it at that. the rest was self-explanatory, he thought.