Type: Angst
Ship: Valdangelo

Nico looked at his hands. They were cold and shaking. He stared at them for a moment, wondering how long they'd been like that. He felt his throat go dry as he realized he had an urge to use them, to do something bad with them.

Suddenly, two darker, warm hands slid into his. They were calloused but gentler than any hands he'd ever felt. They squeezed his fingers gently.

When Nico looked up, those hands were attached to Leo, who was smiling at him.

"It's okay," he assured. "Let's go on an adventure together!"