AN: Hello everyone! This is my first Percy/Hermes fanfic and my first ever Percy Jackson and the Olympians story. I've written a Heroes of Olympus story and Kane Chronicles stories, so you can check those out if you're interested. But I really ship Percy/Hermes, like even more than Percabeth - which I also ship, so don't worry, Percabeth fans - I can just totally see Percy and Hermes falling in love after the series ended. Anyways, I hope you like it! Also, NO FLAMES but constructive criticism is encouraged.

Title: I Wish You Knew

Summary: Takes place right after the "Percy Jackson and the Olympians" series. Hermes and Percy bond over Luke, and Percy falls in love with him. He keeps getting love notes from an anonymous person. Does he dare hope they're from Hermes?

Rated: T

Pairing(s): Hermes/Percy (idk their ship name, Permes I guess? Or Hercy?), past Percy/Annabeth (Percabeth)

Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Angst, Friendship

Warning(s): Underage relationship, angst, mentioning of death

After defeating Kronos, I knew I should be happy. And I was, well, happy that we beat Kronos, that is.

But my life sucked. Luke was dead, and Annabeth and I had broken up only a few days after we became a couple. We were still best friends, but seriously. My life was becoming depressing.

I sat down on the beach looking out at the water, which made me feel closer to my dad. "Dad, I don't know what to do..." I trailed off when I felt someone sitting down beside me. "Hermes?" I said, surprised.

"Hello, Percy." He looked as sad as I felt. "Why are you here?"

"Trying to communicate with my dad," I said. "What about you?"

"I feel closer to Luke at Camp Half-Blood," Hermes informed me.

I shook my head. "I can't believe he's gone."

"I can't, either. I made such a huge mistake, Percy," he said. "He died thinking I abandoned him, that I didn't love him." My vision blurred with tears. "My duty should have been with my son, and it wasn't."

I didn't know what to say. He was right. But, I still felt sorry for him. "Well, at least now you know to never make that mistake again," I pointed out, and he nodded in agreement.

We spent the evening exchanging stories about Luke. I learned things about Luke that I'd never known before. We laughed and cried. I told Hermes about Luke befriending me before I knew that Luke was going to betray us. Talking to Hermes made me feel closer to Luke, even though he was gone. And, it made me feel closer to Hermes.

It was late when we finally fell silent, a while after dark, and we stared at the beach and watched the waves crash on the shore. "It's getting late," Hermes said. "I'd best be off. This was nice, Percy."

I smiled, suddenly feeling incredibly shy. "Yeah, it was."

He hugged me for a long time then, and I know this sounds really cheesy, but there were definitely fireworks. When he pulled away, I noticed for the first time how handsome Hermes was in a white button-down shirt and black blazer. "Can you - uh - come soon back again?" I stammered.

His laugh made my heart flutter. "Of course."

Hermes left, and then I heard someone else laughing. Turning around, I saw Annabeth grinning at me. "You sure have a way with words, Seaweed Brain."

I blushed. "Was it noticeable? Why are you rolling your eyes at me?"

The next day when I woke up, I found a letter on my nightstand. A poem, actually.

Your eyes are beautiful, like the sea

I'm in love with you, Percy,

And I hope you feel the same about me

Wow. A love note. That was a first. I didn't dare hope it was from Hermes. The Apollo kids were usually great at poetry, so maybe that was a start.

I left the Apollo cabin confused. No one from Apollo had written it. So, who could it be from?

"There is that new kid, though," Annabeth reminded me. "Son of Hermes." We looked at Jared, the new guy. Hermes had claimed him as his son when we got back to camp. "I think he likes you."

Jared saw us staring and waved. We waved back. He was kinda cute, but something didn't feel right.

"Can I see the note?" Annabeth asked me.

"No."

"Just a peek?"

"...still no."

She laughed at me again. "Was the poem bad?"

I thought back to it. "Gods, no, it was...it was beautiful," I said. "It's probably not from Hermes, though."

"You never know. You could always ask him, when he comes to visit you," she said.

"Ask me what?"

I turned around to see Hermes standing behind me. "Hermes! What are you doing here?" I asked, delighted.

"I thought I'd take you on a night out," Hermes said. I could've sworn he was blushing.

"Okay." I smiled.

When we got out of the taxi in New York City, my heart skipped a beat as I felt Hermes's fingers lacing through mine. I felt my face heat up when he looked at me.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"It's a surprise."

I held on tighter to Hermes's hand and walked closer to him as we turned onto Broadway. "Hermes, we're going to see a Broadway show? Those tickets are crazy exp-"

"I don't mind. I wanted to," Hermes said. "Besides, I'm a god. We can pretty much afford anything." He grinned.

After a while of waiting for our seats, we finally got comfortable in the auditorium. Thank the gods. "Have you ever seen a Broadway show before?"

"Actually, no," I admitted. Hermes looked surprised. "And I've lived here my whole life."

"Wow, that's surprising," Hermes said. "My brother Apollo keeps dragging me to these shows. They're good, but Apollo, well..."

"He's annoying."

"Thank you!"

We laughed. "So, what's the best Broadway show you've ever seen?"

"The one I went to without Apollo."

I cracked up, causing some people to stare. "Ha. Nice."

We talked some more while the show was getting started, and once it started, I tried gathering my courage to hold Hermes's hand. We'd stopped holding hands, but it had felt so nice...I was brave enough to go on multiple quests and save the world but not enough to hold someone's hand?

Well, that someone WAS a god. But that didn't make me less wimpy. And he'd already held my hand, so he obviously was okay with it...

My pocket vibrated and I pulled out my cell phone. Annabeth was texting me. Did you ask him yet?

Oh. I'd meant to ask Hermes about the note. No, not yet, I texted back. Don't worry, I will.

Hermes saw my phone light and said, "Everything okay?"

I turned my phone off, embarrassed that I'd been caught on my phone. "Yeah. It's just Annabeth."

"So..." Hermes looked almoat shy. "Are you two dating?"

"No," I told him. "We did for a few days because everyone wanted us to date but then broke up because it wasn't working out. But she's still my best friend."

"I've always admired people who could do that - break up and then still be friends," Hermes said. "That's not exactly how it works in Olympus."

"That's because gods are dramatic."

Hermes opened his mouth to reply, but someone shushed us before he could say anything, and I laughed before we turned our attention back to the show.

It was quiet at Camp Half-Blood when Hermes took me home. "This was fun," I said. "Thanks."

"Of course." Hermes pulled me into a hug, and I hugged him back tightly, inhaling quietly as his fingers brushed the bare skin under my shirt. "Bye, Percy."

"See you." I smiled at him as he disappeared. This had felt a lot like a date, and I wondered if Hermes intended it to be.

No, Percy, I told myself. Don't get your hopes up. Hermes was way out of my league. I knew then that I was falling for him, whether I wanted to be or not. Despite Hermes's ways of trickery and persuasion, I trusted him completely. I knew that not everyone did, but Hermes and I were close. I honestly didn't think he wasn't trustworthy. I felt like I knew him.

I walked on the beach as I wrestled with my feelings. I was a demigod, and Hermes was a god. Those relationships were not known to have happy endings...take my mom and Poseidon, for example. I didn't know what to do, but I knew I didn't want my relationship to end like that. And a god being with a minor was not something that was taken lightly in Olympus. On top of that, the fact that I was gay would not go over well, either.

Percy. My dad's deep voice filled my head.

Dad? I asked. Please tell me you haven't been listening to my thoughts.

I'm sorry, son. He chuckled. I couldn't help but overhear. I want you to know that I support you unconditionally. I always have, and I always will. But you're right - you need to be careful. You are too young to be in a relationship with any god. The other gods won't accept your and Hermes's love. They'll say it's unfair.

He doesn't -

In my opinion, they're whiny sometimes. Poseidon laughed again. I couldn't believe my dad had just said that about the gods.

Dad, I don't even know if Hermes was the one who sent the note, I pointed out. Could've been anyone else. A pause. Dad?

I felt Poseidon's presence leave my head, and I was alone again.

"You really are stupid, Hermes."

After the gods' meeting that night, Hermes turned to the woman standing behind him. "And what makes me stupid, Aphrodite?"

"You're so blind about Percy."

"Wh - I've been spending time with him! Trying to get closer to him...but I can't make him love me back." There was that sinking feeling again. Hermes had been in relationships before, but none of them had made him feel like this. It was true.

"You're the god of persuasion. Persuade him," Aphrodite suggested. "That'll create so much drama! Much more drama than that Apollo helping you write those love notes."

"And that's why I'm not going to do that."

"Hermes, are you serious?" She followed him out into the streets of Olympus. "You've used your persuasion in the past to try and help your relationships."

"Exactly. I tried. And I'm currently single, so you can see why I'm not going down that road again." Hermes grinned as he realized his joke. "Ha, get it? Road? Because I'm the god of traveling..."

Aphrodite didn't look impressed.

"Never mind. I really shouldn't have, that was a bad joke. Goodnight, Aphrodite."

They parted ways, and Hermes headed home. You need to tell Percy how you feel, Martha said from the caduceus in his hand. It'll be okay.

Ha! George exclaimed. He'll tell Percy how he feels as soon as I get some rats.

Can't you see he's hurting?

He's a god! He'll be fine.

Hermes sighed as he listened to his snakes argue. Martha was right. He really should tell Percy...Tears of helplessness filled his eyes, surprising him since he couldn't remember the last time he cried. But really, what was he supposed to do?

I woke up the next morning to find a piece of paper on my nightstand. My heart leaping, I reached over and unfolded it.

Percy,

I wish you knew

How much love I feel for you

And you wouldn't love me back if you knew

Who I am, if I told the truth

I felt a pang. This note was definitely sadder than the last one. I needed to find out who was writing these poems, whether it was Hermes or not. This was getting serious, and filled with more angst, which I could definitely do without. Whoever this was, I was flattered and they needed to know that.

Days passed, and I still hadn't managed to find out who was sending the notes. Annabeth helped me search, but we were coming up empty-handed. Even after questioning the whole camp one evening, everyone swore they hadn't written it.

The day after we'd questioned the camp, Hermes surprised me again with a visit. "What do you want to do today?" he asked.

I remembered how close we'd been when we were down at the beach, talking about Luke. It'd been romantic...I wanted that back. "How about swimming?" I suggested.

"Sure." We went down to the water. It was the end of the summer, so it was a little chilly, but not bad at all. And I was the son of Poseidon, so I could handle any temperature and I'd be fine.

I felt self-conscious stripping down to my boxers in front of Hermes. There were definitely guys hotter than me - like Hermes, for example. Damn. I felt my eyes widen when I turned to find him shirtless.

"What?" He grinned at me. "Something on my face?"

Feeling my face heat up, I avoided his gaze. "Uh," I replied, dumbly. If Annabeth had been here, she'd have called me Seaweed Brain, for sure.

The water felt nice when we got in. We swam around for a while before I grinned, getting an idea, and I splashed Hermes.

"Hey! What was that for?!"

"For being a wimpy swimmer who won't go in the deeper part of the ocean," I replied, playfully.

He splashed me right back, and even though I was Poseidon's son, I'll admit I squealed when he came after me. I summoned water to my hand, splashing it right in his face. I swam away, but he caught my foot and pulled me against him - close against him.

I could hardly breathe. "Hermes..."

He reached out and brushed a lock of wet hair out of my eyes. That was definitely the first time I hadn't been able to breathe in water. "Percy..." His arms were around my waist, fingers against my bare skin, and I was freaking out inside.

"Percy!" Annabeth called from the beach. "Dinnertime!"

Later, once we'd eaten and went swimming for a while longer, we finally got out once it got colder outside. "Thanks for today, Hermes. I had fun," I said.

"I'm glad," he said. We hugged, and like last time, there were fireworks.

Pulling back, I realized I didn't want him to leave. "Hermes, will you, uh...will you stay with me tonight?" I asked.

He smiled. "Of course."

I let Hermes into my cabin. We were alone, since Tyson was visiting Dad in his new underwater city. I was crazy jealous. "I, uh, haven't made Tyson's bed," I said sheepishly as I straightened up the blankets. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind if-"

"I don't mind sharing," Hermes admitted.

Blushing, I said, "Okay," and got into bed. Hermes squeezed in beside me - it was a twin bed, so there was no room. It felt incredibly nice being pressed up against him.

I turned off the light, but the moonlight seeping in from the windows allowed me to still see him. "Percy, I think we need to talk," Hermes said.

I met his gaze bravely. "Yeah, I think we do, too," I agreed. My heart was pounding.

I felt his fingers lacing through mine. "The way you make me feel, Percy...it's almost like I'm human when I'm with you."

We were so close, I could feel his warm breath on my lips. "Did you write those notes?" I asked.

"Yes," he answered, his thumb stroking my jaw. "I did."

"They were so beautiful..." My voice broke. "No one's ever done that for me." I smiled. "I love you, too. I didn't dare hope, I mean..." I was crying now, I was so happy. I hadn't realized until it was real, how badly I'd wanted Hermes to return my feelings. I'd just assumed he wouldn't. And the fact that he did...wow. It was really amazing.

He wiped away my tears with his finger, and then he leaned in and kissed me. The love that filled me then was like nothing I'd ever felt. Hermes's lips were so soft and he kissed me lovingly, deeply. I pulled him against me, unable to believe this was actually happening. It felt surreal, like a dream. My eyes fluttered closed, and I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care. His lips brushed against mine over and over, so softly, that it made my stomach do flip-flops. I know it's cliché, but that kiss was perfect.

Martha, look, they're finally making out! Told you it'd happen eventually, George said. I didn't know where Hermes's caduceus was, but I wanted to strangle George for trying to ruin our moment. I win the bet. You have to get Hermes to get me more rats.

Martha - obviously the more sensible one - replied, Let them have their moment, George. They both need this.

Hermes was still stroking my face when we finally broke apart, after a long time. He pressed his lips against mine in a brief, tender kiss before I had to pull away to catch my breath. He held me close, and I snuggled against him, burying my face in his chest. "Gods of Olympus," I breathed, the first words either of us had spoken since his lips touched mine.

Hermes laughed. "I didn't think I was that bad of a kisser."

"Bad?" I shook my head. "You idiot. That was the best kiss I've ever had." Not that I've had many, I added silently. "But, how are we going to be together? It's not allowed."

"We'll figure something out, if it's what you want." His fingers trailed down to the back of my neck and curled in my hair.

I blushed, thankful the dark so Hermes couldn't see it. "It is what I want," I said, smiling.

"Then the gods don't stand a chance." Hermes kissed my cheek. "I want to be with someone out of love, not because I'm forced to or so that I can have children." He grasped my hand. And I love you, Percy."

"I love you, too," I managed to get out, my eyes still wet with tears.

"All right, then. We'll figure this out." He pulled me against him. "Get some sleep now, love. We'll talk more in the morning."

I was asleep in seconds.

AN: I hope you guys liked it! I'm so proud of this, but I feel like I didn't tie up the ending completely. Who wants a sequel? Review and let me know your thoughts! :) Also, please let me know if I got anyone OOC.