A/N: So yeah... this happened... Enjoy!
Percy reached his hand towards Nico's, about one inch closer. Nico noticed. He closed the distance between their hands; lacing their fingers together. Percy sucked in his breath when he felt their fingers intertwine and their hands clasp. He felt a rush of adrenaline; one that he never felt anywhere else. He never felt it with anyone else.
Nico glanced up into Percy's eyes. Sea green. His favorite color.
Percy smiled down at Nico as he looked into the shorter boy's eyes. Nico's eyes were so dark that they almost looked black. But Percy new better. They were really just a very dark brown, though you could only see it when surrounded by good light.
The two walked alongside each other; neither of them breathing. They were walking literally three inches apart.
They were both wearing large jackets; the fabric strategically placed so that nobody could see them holding hands. Their eyes met as they both saw Nico's house coming up. They both nodded ever so slightly.
Their hands broke away as they turned to walk up the stairs to the porch. Nico unlocked, opened, and shut the door in one fluid motion. Percy never let Nico more than six inches away from himself.
The second the door shut, their lips were touching.
Percy felt another adrenaline rush, and electricity behind the kiss.
Who needed drugs when Nico was how Percy got high?
The two young men shed their jackets; never breaking away from their kiss. Their lips moved in unison.
Percy guided Nico along a familiar path that they treaded whenever possible. Into Nico's bedroom they went. Luckily, nobody was home, and Nico's room was the only one without windows, and it was soundproof.
The two smiled into each other's lips as they kicked the door shut and managed to lock it. The fireworks that came afterwards with their smallest touches made everything worth the wait.
Later, the two walked the street alongside each other once again. There was an identical smile on both of their faces. They didn't dare meet each other's eyes. If they did, everybody in their conservative, homophobic, small town would know.
Somehow, day after day of them subtly flirting with each other, smiling at each other knowingly, and sneaking kisses and intertwined fingers, they were able to keep it behind closed doors. And they liked it that way.
When two thirds of their school was getting high off drugs, they were getting high off each other; their own personal ecstasy.
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