Chapter I~ Daydreams or Nightmares
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"Percy… I can't lie to you anymore," Nico said, burying his face in the other's shoulder. Concealing himself because he was afraid of what the son of the sea god would say. He felt his own heartbeat beat and resonate against Percy's own chest.
"Hm?" Percy hummed as he squirmed to get a glance at the blushing boy and with half-lidded eyes, he continued. Nico knew he wasn't listening to him. "Percy… this is serious…" Soon enough, the ghost king heard himself making sounds he never thought were possible. He felt a hot breath ghosting over his neck and bit his lip. What was he trying to convey to Percy again?
"Percy, I l-love you." He blurted out to get it over with it. He had bottled up that secret for so long… it was exhilarating to finally tell him face-to-face. If you count, Nico curling up to hide his face again. He looked down and his hands laid on Percy's chest. He felt the vibrations and realized he was laughing. And the son of Hades wondered why. He clenched onto Percy's t-shirt, hoping it was all a delusion, a lie.
Percy looked at Nico, really looked at him, eye contact that should've sent Nico's gaze to the ground.
"I love you too." He admitted.
Nico's eyes widened as he rewinded the moment in his head to make sure he heard it right. Now, his eyes were blinking and avoiding his.
"I-I..I…" He tried to stutter out a reply when Percy suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips to his. It was the type of sensual intimacy Nico had dreams about. Just when he had just gotten more daring than usual. He paused.
"Ah!" Nico jolted his head back into the pillow of the couch they were on and his back arched up on impulse. Percy was shocked to see Nico holding on to him, grasping with a death grip for dear life. "D-don't do that!" Nico said, his voice pitching higher within each word.
"Don't wanna.." Percy moved forward hypnotized, continuing until-
He gasped for air and woke up to trampling on the roof of the Hades Cabin.
To be specific: horse trampling.
To be more specific: Blackjack's trampling and that only meant one thing.
As the realization of reality hit him, he fell back into his bed, groaning.
Percy.
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