When he came up to me asking in sign language if I was deaf, I stopped walking; my jaw dropped slightly and my eyes widened a little in surprise. Nothing too noticeable, though. I looked down at the ground, thinking of what to say.
'Not fully, but pretty close' I sign. You could see in his eyes how happy he was that he hit the nail right on the head.
'I will most likely lose all my hearing by the age of 20, though.' I add. I don't know exactly why I was telling him this, but I felt like I could trust him. I did like him after all.
'Why don't you meet me at the Big House at noon tomorrow, okay?' He signs. I nod, wondering what he was going to do tomorrow. He runs off (probably to teach his next activity).
I then heard a faint noise to my right. I look to where it is and see Annabeth running towards me.
"You never listen, do you Seaweed Brain?" I read her lips.
"Oh... Um, sorry. I was lost in thought. " I lie.
"What?! Percy? Thinking!" She joked. I rolled my eyes.
"So, who were you talking to?" She asks.
"Oh, no one I know, really. They were just asking for directions." I lie for the second time that day.
"I never knew you knew sign language, though. " She raises an eyebrow. I freeze. Think, dammit, think!
"Uh, yeah. I once had this friend that was deaf, so I learned quite a bit with them." I reply.

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I get up like any other day. Breakfast as usual. However, this time, he was eyeing me. The person I talked to yesterday had an intent stare on me. Then he winked and looked away. Was that directed towards me or? I subconsciously blush and look down at my plate. I feel a slight movement of the table and look up to see Grover sitting down.
"Sup, G-man." I say.
"Hey Perce." I notice he has a plate of enchiladas.
"How's it been? Y'know. Being in the Poseidon Cabin and all." He asks.
"It's been alright. A tad lonely." I reply.
"I would accompany you, dude, but that would be disrespectful to Poseidon..." He trails off, not sure on how to exactly end a sentence like that.
"Hey, it's alright. I need a little alone time, anyway." I attempt to cheer him up.

People start getting up, done with breakfast and preparing for daily activities. I stuff two more bites of my food in my mouth and get up to put up my plate. As I wipe remnants of my food with my shirt collar, I make my way to crafts.

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Soon, noon (hehehe) came around. It felt like hours since I was so eager and curious to know what he was going to do.
Finally, I was dismissed from the art hall and quickly made my way to the Big House. Luckily it didn't take to long and so I walked in without knocking or anything.
He stood in the living, talking to Chiron.
"Uh..." I try to make them notice me. They look over.
'You're here!' He signs.
"You don't have to sign, Y'know." I say. It was a little irritating. I felt like I was being babied when he did that. He chuckled. I wonder what his voice actually sounded like...
'Too bad, so sad' he signs again, 'Cause I'm still gonna do it'
I sigh playfully and shake my head, then hold my hands up in the air.
"Fine, I surrender. Keep signing I guess." I say.
'Alrighty then. Let's go to the infirmary, why don't we? ' He starts walking to the said/signed place and I follow.

We walk into the white infirmary. He points to a chair and signs, 'sit'. I do as he says and pop a squat on the black circular, swivel chair. He disappears from the room for a good five minutes before returning with a metal tray. The contents are unknown to me and don't look familiar whatsoever. I give him a questioning look. He sets down the tray before signing,
'Don't worry. It isn't anything poisonous'
He then picks up the bag in the tray and rips it open. Blue. The object that was inside is my favorite colour. He advances towards my ears and places it in its spot. He does the same with the other bag.
After a few more adjustments and stuff, he looks at me and says,
"Can you hear me now?"
What? My breathing goes out of rhythm as I try to process what is happening.
His voice was crystal clear. It had a deep melodic tone that I could listen to all day. My hands instantly go to my mouth as I start to feel hot, wet tears stream down my face. I'm sobbing.
"Yes... Yes I can" I mumble in between breathes. He laughs and dear gods it's gorgeous.

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I remember that day quite vividly. Before he betrayed us. Me. It then seemed like he was so far away, afterwards. We are enemies after all. That doesn't change my feelings for him.

I feel a tap on my shoulder. It rips me out of my memories.
'Long time no see?' He signs. I fall off my log and onto the ground. I reach for Riptide.
'Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. I swear I'm not trying to be hostile right now.'
"That's what a hostile person would say. " I say.
'I swear on the River Styx.'
"Does that even work?" I say before I hear thunder boom in the distance, "Well I'll be damned..."
'Where are your hearing aids?' He asks.
"Hmmm? Oh, well I came here alone. I don't think I need my hearing aids to hear my own thoughts. " I reply.
'That would make sense'
"Hey, um... I have to tell you something and you better not use it against me."
'Go ahead. I promise I won't.'
"I... I've always... what's the word..." I stop to think a bit, "I've always admired you in away."
'I am flattered.' He signs.
"No. I mean not admiration. It is something more than that... I just can't explain!" I breathe out a frustrated sigh.
"Percy?" I hear faintly. I look up. He has stopped signing.
"Yes?" I reply.
"Do you happen to like me? Like love?" I blush at the question.
"I-I dunno... I think I might be somewhat attached to you emotionally or something." I hear him sigh. His sky blue eyes are glistening in the moonlight.
"Well, I just want to tell you." His hand moved to my shoulder, "I am fine with whatever you feel."
I take a deep breath before I sign, 'I love you, Luke.'
He leans in and softly places his lips on mine.
'Good. Cause I love you.' Luke replies. My hand instinctively goes to the hem of his shirt.
"Please?" I ask. Luke answered by removing his and my shirt.
His mouth went to my neck and he started to leave kisses and hickeys. I don't remember how they got to his buckel, but my hands were in the process of removing our bottoms. He paused.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"I'm completely all for this. Ever since I met you, I've been over flowing with want for you. Please. Continue." I say in desperation. He lays me down on the ground. His moves are almost sweet and cautious. I like my lips and nod for him to hurry up. Without warning, my ass is exposed to the cool air as he rips off my under garments. It's only then that I realize, we have no lube. That is until Luke reaches for his pants, only to bring out a bottle from his pocket.
"Did you think you were gonna get lucky?" I smirk. He doesn't answer. He just opens the bottle and puts a little glop onto his fingers.
"Relax for me?" He says smoothly. I take a deep breath in attempt to slow my rapidly beating heart. I recoil a bit when I feel the cold appendage. Luke holds my hip and spouts out a string of comforting words. Finally, he eases in a finger and doesn't move for a moment. My hand goes to the hand on my hip and squeezes it, signaling that he could move on. He pumps it in and out of me, pacing himself. Another is added and then another. By the third finger, my mouth spills unfiltered obscenities and moans.
"M-more...Fuck." I say, encouraging his actions. He picks it up a notch, going deeper until he finds my sweet spot. My back arches and my vision blurs. My euphoria is cut off by him, removing his fingers. I whimper at the loss. My eyes go to his as he leans forward to line us up. I feel the head and he leans more to kiss me. In between, I hear the faintest of whispers.
"Mine."
In one swift thrust, he finally enters me. I lay there, breathless and trying my best to stay open. Luke's eyes flutter. I can only imagine how good this feels. He slowly pushes in more, making sure he doesn't hurt me. Once he is fully sheathed, he stops and rests. He waits for my signal.
It takes a minute for me to bottom out, but once I do, I reach up and put my hand on his cheek in a caress.
"Go on. I'm fine." I say. Once the last syllable left my mouth, Luke pulls out and pushes back in with a grunt. He keeps adjusting his angle, prodding me and places I never acknowledged before in my life.
"Shit... Harder..." I moan out. He picks up the pace and all that can be heard in the dead of night is our exchange of moans, grunts, and slaps on skin. Luke's mouth goes to my shoulder, littering it with love bites that'll last for weeks.
After what feels like forever, he hits my neglected prostate. This sends stars into my vision again.
"Do I-it again." I beg. He does it all in kindness as he strikes the spot over and over. It leaves me feeling over sensitive. I love it.
"Shit. I'm c-close. Perce." Luke gasps out.
"Go ahead. Give it to me. Fuck! Luke!" I whine.
He unravels inside me. I cum, untouched.
We lay in bliss and exhaustion. Luke situates himself so that he lays behind me on the forest floor. We both fall asleep in a wink of an eye.

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When I wake up that morning, I feel cold. Luke and his clothes are nowhere to be found. I knew it wouldn't last too long, but that doesn't mean I'm not sad to him go. We are enemies any where else. But in this forest, I hear him call my name in a sweet tone.

Yes. I hear you now.