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Title: Phoe's Tumblr Drabbles – Not Your Type?

Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus

Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Warnings: m/m, fluff, hurt/comfort, dorks in love

Main Pairing: Nico/Percy

Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo

Summary: Prompt: "Why aren't I your type?" for Nicercy.

Percy dyed his hair blonde in an attempt to be 'Nico's type'. Nico is baffled and confused.

Phoe's Tumblr Drabbles

Not Your Type?

Nico stared in utter mortification at Percy Jackson.

Percy Jackson with blonde hair. At first glance, it looked absolutely ridiculous because it was just not who Percy was. At second glance however, it kind of suited him. It went well with the bright, sea-green eyes and brought his sun-kissed skin out more.

Then again, Nico was so hopelessly in love with Percy, he'd find him attractive with pink hair or with no hair at all, so there was that.

"Why are you blonde?", asked Nico slowly, looking at Percy intensely.

"Because you've been spending all your time with Jason and Will lately. You said I'm not your type and now that you actually do socialize, you… only socialize with blondes. So… I decided to be blonde", stated Percy with a certain amount of Percy-stubbornness to his voice.

"…What?", grunted Nico confused. "Run that by me one more time."

"You said I'm not your type! You spend all your time with blondes, so, I don't know, are blondes your type?", asked Percy frustrated.

"…Why?", asked Nico even more confused. "What… does that matter to you?"

"Why aren't I your type, Nico? Why?", asked Percy, frustration reaching its peak.

"I never took you for the vain type, Percy", grunted Nico, frown deepening. "Can you really not live with someone not fawning over you?"

"I don't need you to fawn over me, I need you to go on a date with me because I am stupidly in love with you, but I'm apparently not your type, so I'm trying to fix that!", exclaimed Percy.

"What?", asked Nico once more, stunned silent. "You… what?"

"Urgh", groaned Percy, burying his face in his hands. "This is not how I had planned it. Not that I had a plan. But… But I do. Love you, I mean. I've had an instant crush on you when I 'first' met you in New Rome. But then my memories came back and confused me, but that… that phase without, when I just saw you… and stuff in my head shifted and I saw you. The guy who always did everything to… protect me, to have my back. And I… I thought that maybe you and I could… could try, after the war. Because Annabeth was off with Piper, power-couple-ing it up to the max, everyone else is also paired up and happy and I thought… I thought maybe we could… be happy. Together. But then you just walked up to me and told me you used to have a crush on me and that I'm not your type and what the fuck does that even mean, di Angelo? What's a 'type'? I just like people based on their personality! Their character! Their soul! Not… Not their hair color or body-built or whatever a type is. Especially since you said you had a crush on me! That made even less sense! Like. Urgh. Crushes can be based on a 'type', you find someone superficially attractive based on that one trait you like. So how did you have a crush on me and then realize I'm actually not your type and what is your type? Gods, you're so frustrating, Nico."

Nico just continued staring at him slightly dumbly before he started laughing, startling Percy. "Oh gods, Percy, please stop being so… so… Percy."

"…So that's it then?", asked Percy with a crestfallen look on his face. "I'm too Percy, or what?"

Nico sobered up and straightened. He gathered all the courage he had stored in his heart and walked up to Percy, gently grasping his face and bringing him close enough to lean their foreheads against each other.

"Yes, you are far too Percy, because you made me fall madly in love with you with that", whispered Nico gently. "So much so that… that it frightened me. I didn't know how to deal with those feelings. I was scared, so I did what I always do. Just when I… when I thought I could confess to you, I chickened out and ran away from you, lying and telling you you're not my type. When in reality you're the only type I ever had."

Percy stared at him with those very large sea-green eyes of his. "So… I dyed my hair for nothing then?"

Nico laughed again, a bright sound that made Percy's heart flutter and long to hear it every day for the rest of his life. The sound was swallowed by Percy's lips as the two finally shared their first kiss, neither being able to tell who had initiated the kiss in the end.

~*~ The End ~*~