It's two AM when the text comes through, Percy's in bed lying somewhere between the state of falling asleep and being dead inside. His phone is sitting on his chest as he waits for a response from Annabeth—though he already knows he isn't going to receive one. The buzz of his phone vibrates and scares him half to death at the shock factor as his heart beats a mile a minute. The fear was quickly replaced with a flicker of hope and a warmth surges through his chest as he quickly scrambles to get the phone in his hands. He lifts it up to look at the screen only to have it slip out of his fingers and slam into his face.
Pitifully enough this isn't the first time Percy had gotten a face full of phone so it didn't really damper his mood whatsoever. He quickly regains his composure and tries again this time succeeding and just like that his perfect mood was gone—well as perfect as it'll get these days. All happiness vanishes and the small smile that formed on his face returns back to his now usual look of 'pity me, my life currently sucks more than yours.'
He rolls his eyes as he looks at the message at the top of the screen. He should've known. If anyone were to text him this late at night it'd obviously be this idiot.
He dragged down the message, and started to type a curt response. He didn't want to be bitter with Jason, but he did manage to get his hopes up. And if anyone knows exactly how bitter Percy Jackson can be, it's definitely Jason Grace.
'I almost was, until you freaking texted me and the vibrate scared the shit out of me. Thanks you little shithead.'
Before he could hit send he completely erased it and tries again. It's not Jason's fault what happened. It's just because Percy's a fucking idiot. It really is Percy's fault and he can't keep taking it or on every one else.
'Yeah. What's up?'
The response was almost immediately, he didn't even have time to regret whatever spiel he knows he'll be receiving from his enthusiastic friend.
Percy has known Jason since his freshman year of college and the two took an instant distaste to each other. Jason had inconveniently been jokingly hitting on Percy's 'little brother' Nico Di Angelo — Jason is a long term friend of Nico's boyfriend Will Solace, on a day where Percy was already in one of his pissy moods. So he reached pretty badly, in his defense Nico looked extremely uncomfortable as far as he could tell. Jason ended up with a bruised eye and Percy received a busted lip with a side of the silent treatment from Nico and Will for the rest of the week.
The two went on hating each other for months over petty disputes and false accusations. Until one day Jason had finally cracked under all the pressure and practically yelled at Percy in the center of campus 'ok can we just stop, hating you is causing way too much for my stress levels to handle.' Percy spent a good amount of time laughing as his ass off at that for weeks, and never fails to bring it up in conversations where the blonde is feeling particularly cheeky with him.
'I fucked up. Really bad Perce. I need your help.'
'Well, that's a first Grace. What could Superman possibly do wrong?'
'Just come over, I'll tell you in person.'
'Jace it's nearly three AM, there's no way in hell I'm dragging my ass out of bed to drive half an hour to your apartment.'
'Fine, leave your door unlocked asshole. I'll be there in a minute.'
Percy groaned as he tried to drag himself out of bed, in the end he settled for throwing himself at the floor and hopping for the best.
Instant pain sears through his body and tears form in his sea green eyes as he gasps for air and immediately starts hating himself for being this dramatic. His ankle had slammed into the edge of his metal bed frame and he is at least seventy-two percent certain it was at minimum sprained.
Fuck, I'd have to call Will tomorrow, he thought to himself as he glares at his bedroom door. I could get up and make sure the doors unlocked, or I could just lay here and go to sleep, Jason knows where the extra key is.
Percy unconsciously decides to stay where he is as he slips into a state of dreaming. Something about the stories his mom told him as a child, tales of gods and monsters. He faintly remembers the sound of his door being opened and annoyed sigh. Jason Grace snickers to himself and pulls his phone out of his pocket to take a picture of the dark haired boy curled up into himself with drool rolling down his cheek. He'd use this as blackmail for months.
After snapping the picture he picks Percy carefully off the floor, knowing he'd get an earful of complaints in the morning about how much his back hurt if he had left him there. He placed him softly on the bed and then took the spot between him and the wall. I guess it can wait until tomorrow, Jason thinks to himself running his hands through his blonde hair. He sighed softly and hurried himself in Percy's blue colored blankets. He chuckles to himself thinking about the boy's infatuation of blue. His blue food, his blue walls, his blue sheets, his blue covers, his blue…
"PERSEUS FUCKING JACKSON OPEN THIS DOOR."
Jason jumped terrified, he sighs realizing it's just Nico banging on the door. Why the hell is he here so early, there's a weight on his legs and he looks down to see Percy completely undisturbed and still sleeping. Now with his legs hanging of the bed's edge and his head on Jason's thighs and his arms around his waist. The blanket that was covering the both of them is now lying on the floor. He reaches over to grab his glasses off Percy's bedside table, seeing it isn't actually as early he thought it was. The clock read 1:15 in bold flashing colors.
Then the banging started again, and Jason realizes that Nico's not at the bedroom door but at the one into the apartment. Oh fuck, Nico. He pulls out his phone, quite difficulty, Damn Jackson has quite of a power grip.
'Neeks, Percy's sleeping and I'm in quite the death grip. Extra key is hidden in trident.'
As soon as the text was delivered her heard an angry sigh and it was followed by the sound of the door opening and angry footsteps and the light ones of a laughing Will.
It was at that moment Percy had decided to shift in his sleep. He flips himself over so his face is now pushing directly against a now very alert part of Jason's body. Jason twitches and tries to move the boy away, his face now in flames. It was a failed attempt, all it does is cause Percy to groan and start rubbing his face against him.
Nico pushed the bedroom door open to be greeted with the familiar view of clothes strewn across Percy's not-so-white-anymore carpeted floor. That's not what surprised him, what surprises him is a shirtless Jason Grace redder than a cherry tomato trying to push an unconscious Percy Jackson off of his dick.
Nico cracks up instantly, the joyful sound rolling of his chest quickly caught the interest of his boyfriend who marches to a halt behind him throwing a curious glance over the shorter boy's shoulder.
Jason's gaze is met with another pair of pearly whites and closed eyes as Will starts laughing twice as hard and stops to whisper something in his boyfriend's ear that causes them both to laugh harder.
"Can you maybe stop laughing and get him off me?" He pleads with wide blue eyes and his hands wrapped together. Resembling that of a little kid begging his mother for just one more candy.
"I don't Grace, I thought you'd always be the one to take advantage of Percy. Not the other way around." Nico said with a devilish smirk, a look often pulled off by the Italian boy. Between his evil grin and the pure blackness of his eyes it was no wonder people often called him 'Son Of Hades'.
"Oh come on, you totally are enjoying this." Will however was the complete opposite. The blue eyed blonde haired beauty looked like he could be angel, one of the few people Jason would admit could pull off his signature look better than he could. Will radiated sunlight and all things happiness, and the first time Jason woke up with his wide eyes staring down at him in his summer camp's infirmary he was completely certain he had died and gone to heaven.
"Will you all shut up?" Percy grumbled and slowly blinks his eyes open, "Whoa what the hell, Why is your junk in my face Grace?"
Percy quickly moves away and gives Jason an accusing glance. Percy Jackson however, is extremely devilishly handsome. Unlike Nico, he definitely knows it, and all too often uses it to his advantage. Percy's infamous black hair was messily splayed across his forehead and his sea green eyes were scrunched in an accusing way.
"Are you trying to take advantage of me?"
Jason suddenly became annoyed, which isn't that uncommon when the two are together. "Me, take advantage of you?" He groaned, "You were the one molesting me."
Percy rolls his eyes, "Oh I was the one molesting you," Percy spat out at him, "What the hell are you even doing here?"
"I came over last night, remember,"Jason defends himself slamming his hand against Percy's forehead and climbing out of his bed. "You were already passed out on the floor when I got here idiot, you didn't even unlock the door."
The dark haired boy makes a sudden look of remembrance as he thinks back to the conversation they had the previous night and gives the blonde a sheepish smile. Jason rolls his eyes and grabs one of the few things that actually were hanging up in Percy's closet. Unsurprisingly enough, one of them were his sweaters. He puts his his glasses in the pocket of his grey sweatpants and pulls the navy blue sweater of his head. He walks towards the door to see that Nico and Will were still there snickering, and Percy was back to sleep just like that.
Jason growled and pushes the two snickering boys out the room and shuts the door behind him. "So what're you two doing here, shouldn't you be at like, school?" He asks as he walks into Percy's kitchen. He scrunches his nose up in distaste only seeing a half empty carton of milk and leftover Chinese in his fridge.
Before the two could answer him, he shoves hi glasses back on his face and grabs his coat off the hook next to the door. "You two want to go out to lunch?"
JASON RETURNS HOURS LATER.
Much to Percy's distaste. He wants to know whatever's going on with Jason that had him so messed up last night. He comes in with four bags of groceries and a Panera takeout bag. He hands Percy the takeout bag and makes his way to the kitchen without saying a word.
Jason puts away the food he bought, dreading the conversation he's gonna have with his very straight best friend. Oh my gods, Percy is going to hate him. There is no way this is going to work. There's no possible way this is actually going to work. It's going to be a disaster and Percy's gonna kick is ass. Well at least try to, though Perce won't admit it, Jason's definitely stronger, and taller.
Jason nervously chews on the peeled skin on the side of his thumb as he walks back into the living room, with shaggy tan carpets and sea green drapes covering his two windows. Percy sat on his leather sofa, mindlessly staring at the way too big flatscreen tv forking mac and cheese into his mouth. Jason sheds of his jacket and hangs it on the hook next to the door. He turns back around to now see green eyes now staring intently at him.
"I need you to be my boyfriend." Jason finally chokes out, breaking their silent oath of silence and gives Percy a sheepish smile.
Percy chokes and Jason quickly rushes to his side slamming his hand against his back in an non-useful attempt to help.
"You want me…" Percy gasps out, trying to catch his breath after that overly
dramatic moment.
"Look, I can explain." Jason tries again, handing him a random water bottle he found shoved in the couch. "I want you to be my fake boyfriend. Just until Thalia goes back to living it up in Rome with Reyna."
As Jason goes through the stories of the countless horrible dates he'd been set up with by Thalia and how he'd finally just told her he had a boyfriend and there was no way in hell she'd ever believe he was dating Leo. That's why he came to Percy. After he finally finished his spiel he looked over to Percy who silently blinked a few times and then nodded in agreement.
"Ok, I'll be your boyfriend."
Jason broke out into a huge grin, and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He leaned over and kissed Percy's forehead. "You're literally the best Jackson."
Percy rolled his eyes and pushed him away, "And you're literally the worst Grace."
It was at the moment Jason noticed that Percy's leg was up on the coffee table and there was a bag of ice lying on his ankle. "What the hell did you do to your ankle?"
"Heh, about that."
