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Fez.

Nico slunk to the Big Three table, much to the delight of his cousins.

"Nico!" screeched Percy, and if a marble table hadn't been separating them, he would have scooped the younger boy in a hug. Nico scowled at him, before straining his arms across the table and arching his back in a cat-like stretch. He yawned, despite it was nine 'o' clock.

"Coffee?" Jason said, sympathetically.

Nico shook his head, rubbing a hand over his face.

"Nah." there was a pause as Percy poured himself some.

Jason nodded expectantly at Nico, who took a deep breath, mentally steadying himself.

"I like women like I like coffee." Nico gazed up at Percy through his eyelashes, nervously.

Percy looked at him blankly. "You don't like coffee though."

Nico sighed in exasperation, while Percy looked from Nico to Jason, who looked equally done with the brunet.

Percy's forehead was furrowed in confusion.

Nico stared at him, in utter disappointment. After a few seconds of tense silence, Percy sighed and spread his hands. He shook his head.

"I don't get it." Jason groaned and face-palmed.

"I'M GAY PERCY!" Nico said loudly, and looked around the mess hall, suddenly afraid.

Everyone stopped eating and stared at the child of death.

Nico's eyes widened, and he shrank down. Jason was shocked to see tears glimmering in the younger boy's eyes.

"Sorr-" he started and went to get up, but Will, seated at the Apollo table behind him, grabbed his shirt. Jason reached over the table and gripped Nico's arms.

Annabeth stood up at the Athena table, ready to yell at Percy for being insensitive.

Nico made himself look at Percy, who was frozen with a piece of bacon halfway to his mouth.

But, to his disbelief, Percy wasn't looking at him with hate, or horror or disgust or with the intention of throwing him out of the camp and leaving him alone.

Instead, Percy was looking at him with acceptance.

"Is that it?" he said simply.

Nico slowly sat back down, but Will still had a arm around his waist, Jason let go, but left his hand close to the other boy's pale arm. Annabeth sat down again, in the silent hall, but her eyes were still narrowed towards Percy.

"Cool, bro." he held his hand up for a fist pump. Nico blinked at him, it was his turn to be painfully confused. He had expected shouting, maybe some violence with the camp looking on in scorn.

But a fist pump?

"You are the embodiment of a frat-boy." he muttered but returned the gesture.

Percy looked up then, at the still quiet hall. "Okay..." he directed towards the gobsmacked campers, and, slightly embarrassed, everyone returned to their meals, and Nico couldn't hear anything in the quiet conversations about homophobic slurs, or anything upsetting.

And, for the first time in months, he was safe, happy and... Loved.