Sorry this took forever, but I've been crazy busy for a while. Anyways enjoy!
Percy's P.O.V.
I smile as I walk towards Cabin 13. I walk up to the door and I'm about to knock when I notice that it's already open. I open the door expecting to see Nico sitting on his bed, probably blankly staring at a while he waits. Instead, I see Jason and Nico kissing. Not just kissing, but an intense possessive kiss that can only happen when you really love someone.
I watch for a few moments, stunned and unable to move. The moment I am able to form a coherent thought, the first thing I can think of is how hot what I'm seeing is. That thought causes heat to travel through my body and goosebumps form on my skin. My heart races and it becomes hard to breathe.
Then, suddenly, my heart stops and all the air escapes my lungs and they refuse to take another breath. I look at them again, this time I see that they are happy. That they are in a relationship and I shouldn't be flirting with Nico. I shouldn't even be going on a date with Nico.
I start to panic and quickly leave the room, cracking the door behind me. My thoughts start to race and I don't like where they are going. I look around for a place to hide and decide to hide behind the cabin across from Cabin 13. I run there as fast as I can and lean against the wall behind me. I slide down, staring blankly at the ground in front of me. I let my thoughts take control, and sadly, my thoughts decide to declare war.
It's extremely confusing as I participate and listen to both sides of the argument. That was extremely hot, one side of me thinks. But in a relationship there's only two people, another part of me thinks. It would be selfish to even try to get close to Nico. I know, half of me admits. But did you see the way he looked in that jacket. Yes I did, but I also saw how possessive Jason was, the other half of me point out.
I shake my head and clear my thoughts. Look, I think to myself, you have a date with Nico. So push those thoughts to the side and pick him up from his cabin like you said you would. I smile, not really my smile, but the well practiced one. I walk out from behind the cabin walking towards Cabin 13 while piecing together my bubbly attitude.
I am halfway to Nico's cabin when he walks out. Nico looks really hot, not that he doesn't usually look hot. But, it's in a different way than usual. He's wearing the white jacket I saw earlier and it contrasts with the rest of his clothes and makes his skin look darker. The sleeves are folded in a way that makes him look relaxed, and the bracelets he's wearing have the same affect. But the best part is the v-neck t shirt. It shows off his collar bones. Damn, I start to think, but I mentally shake away those thoughts.
I look at his face and, for a moment, I can't breathe. His face is flushed, his eyes darkly gleaming. But then I realize why he looks this way and a sudden pain stabs straight through my chest. But I keep smiling, trying to focus on Nico and not my morbid thoughts. I go to ruffle his hair to distract myself, but I stop myself moments before I do. I stop because it's obvious that someone else had just done exactly that. Even though his hair looks good messy and ruffled, it hurts to see a reminder that someone is closer to Nico than I am.
"So," I start to ask awkwardly. "Uh.. what do you say to a nice stroll to the hill?"
"I think that sounds tolerable." I look at Nico and can't decide whether he's joking or not.
"Cool," I say hoping that it was a joke. "Because I've been running around for the past half hour."
Nico gives me a confused look, "really?" I nod with a smile.
"What were you doing?" I smirk hearing the curiosity in his voice. "Setting some stuff up," I answer in a laid back tone.
"What were you setting up?" He asks obviously growing more curious by the second, but the only response I give him is a mischievous smirk.
"I'm serious Jackson, what did you set up." His frustrated tone makes me want to laugh, but instead my smirk grows wider as I answer.
"Guess you are just going to have to wait and see." Nico chuckles and I take that as my cue to start walking and Nico walks besides me. We walk toward the hill silently, but it's not a cold and lonely silence. It's a warm, comforting, and somehow flirtatious silence. I smile and enjoy this feeling.
Then for some unknown reason, I decide to remind myself of what I saw earlier today. I look at the ground, hoping Nico doesn't notice my sudden change in attitude. He doesn't need me, I think. They are happy together, doesn't that mean I should be happy for them? I try to stop thinking, already feeling the burning sensation behind my eyes. I try not to blink. Knowing that if I do, tears will end up running down my face. I also know that if he asks why I'm crying, with everything else that has happened today, I won't be able to stop myself from telling him what I saw.
I shake my head and try to clear my head. I need to focus, I think to myself, I need to enjoy myself. Even if it doesn't last, a cynical part of me thinks. I shake my head once again, trying to stop my thoughts from taking another dark turn.
"Hey Percy, you look really upset. Are you sure you are ready for this?" Nico asks, his voice heavily laced with his concern for me. I smile, feeling comfort in his concern.
"Yeah I'm ready," I say. "Shutting myself away from the rest of the world won't help."
"You're right," Nico states. "That doesn't help, it's just running away from your problems." I look at Nico sadly, guessing that he was talking from personal experience.
"Anyways," I say cheerfully, trying to change the subject. "We are almost there."
"Thank you Captain obvious." Nico mocks and I laugh before explaining.
"I said that because I want you to close your eyes."
"Why?" He asks nervously before biting on his bottom lip. I try not to stare at him biting his lip as I answer.
"Because I set everything up and I kind of want one of those big reveal moments." I say dramatically.
"Seriously?" He asks and I nod.
"Seriously. Now, will you trust me and close your eyes?" I ask seriously. He starts to shake his head but I give him my signature puppy eyes and he sighs. I know I've won.
"Fine, but I'm warning you Jackson," he threatens. "If I fall you are sooooo dead." He closes his eyes and I smile from a combination of triumph and relief.
"No peaking," I tease. I'm like 99.9% sure that he rolls his eyes when I say that.
"Yeah yeah, no peaking. I get it." I grab Nico's hands and slowly, not to mention carefully, guide him up the hill. Halfway there I look at Nico and notice he's blushing. I smile knowing that it's my fault that he's blushing. With his eyes closed and that bright pink blush Nico looks younger, I think. No wait, not younger. He looks more his age.
We get to the top of the hill and I look around at everything I have set up. What I did was lay a black picnic blanket across the top of the hill with plates and cups from the Argo on top. The sun is just starting to set, making the clouds look like cotton candy and the ocean like golden silk.
I step to the side and smile at Nico."You can open your eyes now." Nico slowly opens his eyes and looks around. His eyes open wide in surprise and his face becomes a deep shade of red.
"You set this up?" Nico asks in awe. I nod.
"Yeah. I like to come here to think," I explain. "It's a really beautiful sunset don't you think?" He nods, his wide eyes looking out onto the horizon. "Come on, let's sit down." I say before I give his hands a light squeeze and pull him towards the blanket.
I let go of his hands and sit down. I grab my cup and it instantly fills with blue coke as I bring it towards my mouth. Nico nervously shifts his weight before sitting down. He crosses his legs and grabs his cup and it instantly fills with a dark red liquid. Nico takes a sip and relaxes. He then taps his plate and freshly cooked Fettuccine, a bread stick, and a fork appears.
"From what's on your plate, I can only guess what you are drinking." I tell him and he chokes on his drink. "So, I guessed right?" I ask as he coughs. When Nico stops coughing, he looks at me and the blush that had finally calmed down flares up again.
"Uh.. Yeah, I kind of forgot wine isn't what kids my age usually drink."
"That's alright," I explain. "I just found it different and kind of-" I stop speaking, preventing myself from saying something I might regret. Again I remember the scene I stumbled onto and it only makes me sure that I need to forget my feelings as soon as possible.
"Kind of what?" Nico asks nervously making me realize that stopping mid sentence probably wasn't the best idea.
"Kind of funny," I say calmly. He shrugs, apparently believing me as he takes another sip. I let out a small sigh of relief. "So," I say slowly. "I'm going on a hunch here and guess that you've been drinking your whole life." Nico nods. "And you're Italian, so not to stereo type you, but I'm guessing you know your Fettuccine." Nico laughs and I smile, listening to his laughter is like somehow managing to live being in the center of two great prophecies.
"Thanks for not 'stereotyping' me," he say sarcastically.
"You're welcome." I reply sincerely. "So, we are by the ocean watching the sunset. You know, classy stuff, and I was planning to eat pizza and drink blue coke."
Nico shrugs, "nothing's wrong with pizza." "I know that, but you picked a meal that's way better than mine."
"Really?" Nico asks with a smirk.
I nod, "really. So, I'm going to make a daring request and ask you to change my meal to the same as yours."
"You sure?" Nico asks with a smile that says he's betting that I will say no. Just in spite of that, I confidently nod. I wonder what everything will taste like as Nico shrugs. Nico taps my plate and the food appears in a blink of an eye. Nico reaches to touch the cup in my hand and hesitates slightly before tapping my glass.
I watch curiously as my blue coke turns purple. Slowly, the purple fades and it becomes the same dark liquid that's in Nico's cup. I take a sip and my eyes close as the flavor hit my tongue. The wind is a strong flavor, but seems perfect. It's sweet and slightly sour. "It's really good," I say as I open my eyes.
"Careful," Nico says while chuckling. "It's a strong wine. So you'll get drunk easily if you're not careful." I nod, only barely paying attention as I take another sip. I put the glass down and scoop some food up with my fork and put it in my mouth. A flavor so perfect and indescribable washes over my tongue causing me to close my eyes in pure bliss.
I hear laughing and I open my eyes. I look at Nico and see that he's blushing while watching me with amusement. "What?" I ask, my mouth still full.
"Do you need to be alone with your food?" I swallow my food before speaking.
"No why?"
"Um.." He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "Well I just thought that you might want some time to be alone with your food because you moaned, like really loudly." I freeze and my heart stops, my fork halfway to my mouth.
"Wait…" I say slowly. "Really? I just…" Nico nods and I feel my face heat up. Let's just hope that the last time I embarrass myself, I think as I drink from my cup.
"Um… Percy?" Nico ask nervously.
"Yeah," I say, finally putting my cup down.
"Did you forget what I said about the wine?"
"What-" Oh, I think as I stop mid sentence, that's right. I'll get drunk really fast if I'm not careful. "No," I answer calmly, "I didn't."
"Are you sure?" Nico asks with a raised eyebrow. I nod, but I instantly regret it as a wave of dizziness hits me. "So if you remember," Nico teases. "Why did you drink more than half your cup already?" I look down at my cup and see that he's right.
"Oops," I say, realizing that for some reason my mind is actually unusually calm and focused.
"Good thing I put a limit on how much you can drink. You have the rest of that cup and then you're cut off." Nico says as he obviously tries not to laugh. The amused look in his eyes is cute. Wait is that amusement? I think it over trying to make a decision. Yes…Wait no. No it is amusement, I think finally deciding. It's just mixed with another emotion. The next thing I realize is that he is looking at me like he loves me. No, I think as I shake my head. Don't make assumptions, just ask him.
"Hey, why are you looking at me like that?" I ask, barely aware that I'm whining.
"Like what?' He ask suddenly looking very confused.
"Like-" I stop, wondering if I should tell him. "Like you like me." I blurt out, not caring about how drunk I might sound. But when I see how surprised Nico is, I really don't know if I'm drunk or just starting to get a grasp on reality.
"Don't answer that," I say sadly. Because what the hell am I saying, Nico's in a relationship. He in a relationship and he's happy in that relationship. Why am I even on this date right now? I think sadly looking at Nico. I pick up my drink and impulsively finish it, trying to drown out my thoughts.
"Percy, what's wrong?" Nico asks with a concerned look. "Why shouldn't I answer that?" I just shake my head and put my empty cup down. "Percy, what's going on in your head?" I just shake my head again because I don't know if he wants me to know about his relationship with Jason. "Why Percy?" Nico shouts. "Because if you don't tell me why, I'm going to answer that question!" I see tears form in his eyes.
"Nico," I say exhaustedly. "I just don't want to know."
"That's not true!" He shouts angrily. "That can't be true," he adds his voice barely above a whisper. "That can't be true or you wouldn't have asked."
I look at Nico, his face is covered in rage and pain. Despite that I stay silent, afraid that if I answer I won't be able to control my emotions and I'll lash out. I don't want to hurt him. It's the one thing I hope to never do. Unable to do anything else, I get up and start to walk away. I only get a step or two before Nico grabs my wrist.
"Percy," he says, his voice steady and determined. "Stop trying to run away and talk to me. Don't start making the same mistakes I made. Trust me, if you start heading down this path, you'll have the hardest time trying to get off of it. The whole time you end up stick on that path, you will be lonely. You will be lonely even if you are surrounded by people who care about you. You will feel completely alone. So I'm telling you, just say it. I don't care if it hurts me. Just say it."
I turn around and rip my wrist out of his hand. "No!" I yell furiously at him, even though the person I'm mad at is myself. "I don't want to tell you! I don't want to hurt you! But I know if I don't, I'll hurt you! So I don't know what to do! So yes, I tried to run away from my problems!" Suddenly I'm only able to speak in a shaky whisper. "And for a moment, it felt right. I felt better and my problems disappeared."
Nico steps carefully towards me. "Percy I know how you are feeling right now. So just tell me what's bugging you, we can figure it out from there. Okay?" He teaches for my face and I snap. I just can't handle this heart shattering pain of knowing that I can't have him. That he's already taken.
The ground starts to shake around me and I step angrily away from Nico. "Don't tease me." I sneer. "I don't know how relationships work in your head, but in mine there's usually only two people in a relationship."
"What are you-" Nico starts to ask before his eyes widen in a mixture of realization and shock. "Percy, it's not-"
"Stop!" I shout and the ground starts to shake more. Nico's whole body is shaking and he is barely able to stand, but I'm perfectly fine in this chaos. "I don't care! I've had my heart toyed with enough already!" I laugh sadly and the ground stops shaking, similar to the eerie silence of being in the eye of a storm. "Annabeth wasn't the first to play games with emotions." I say, feeling something break inside of me and my scowl turns into a sick, twisted sadistic smile.
"She wasn't the first to break my heat just like Rachel wasn't even my first crush. Hell, I don't even think I was in love with Annabeth!" I laugh again, this time sounding more than slightly insane. "I bet you want to know who my first crush, my first love was. I bet you want to know the whole story of how they viciously betrayed me." I pause for dramatic effect. "It was a long time ago, well maybe not, but it sure feels like it. You want to know who it was?" I pause again, watching as Nico just stares at me with wide eyes. "It was Luke Castellan," I whisper, treating it like the world's biggest secret. I watch as Nico's eyes somehow open even wider in shock because of my big reveal.
"Surprising right! You didn't know, you couldn't have, because no one knew. Over and over I had to force myself to believe that he was gone. That he was a traitor." I say, feeling my insanity and anger fade into sadness and pain as I remember my past. Just like that, the threat of the ground beginning to shake again is gone. "I swore to myself that I wouldn't let that happen to me again. I convinced myself I was straight. I had it all figured out, then you came along and made me question if I was really doing the right thing."
"Then," I take in a shaky breath. "Then you disappeared, your last words to me repeating in my head. How it was my fault she died. That convinced me that I was doing the right thing. I found hope in Annabeth, not love, just hope. Not even hope really, just stability, but then it all started falling apart. As it was all falling apart and crashing down around me you showed up." Another sad laugh escapes past my lips.
"When Annabeth betrayed me, you gave me hope and helped me pick up the broken pieces of myself. I thought that maybe I had a chance, but I should have known." I shake my head, hating how I never see the pattern repeating until it's too late. "I should have known the moment I pulled out this blanket, in that very moment, I should have known this was doomed to fail." I finish speaking, my throat burns and tears run down my face.
"What do you mean this blanket? What do you mean over?" Nico asks with a shaky voice.
"Another tear rolls down my face as another wave of pain washes over me. Nico tries to wipe it away, but I dodge his hand and I let it roll down my face. "This blanket, is the one Luke and I would use to meet up. We would watch the stars and the sea, we would eat snacks that he would sneak in." I explain bitterly, finally angrily wiping the tears off my face. "And over, as in, you aren't single. You have Jason, it hurts, but I understand. You are happy and you don't need me, I understand."
"That's-" Nico tries to say something, but I cut him off.
"No, don't… Just please don't," I beg.
"Jason's a great guy, he's amazing. I'm glad that you are both happy, you guys deserve to be. But just leave me alone okay, I just need to be alone. Just leave everything here and I'll pick it up later."
"Percy-" Nico tries to say, but I can't. I just can't deal with this right now, and I don't want to make him choose. So I make the hardest decision since the moment I decided to stay on the side of the gods, I pick up my old mask and become the person I thought I had forgotten. I become the person who was able to stand up to Luke when he became evil. I become the person who can do what needs to be done, even if it kills them to do so.
"Nico!" I yell my voice now sounding angry. "I said leave me alone!" I turn away from Nico because I know I'm going to end up crying. If Nico sees that, he'll know I'm faking. "So go back to lover boy and tell him you love him. Don't choose me when you have him." I let a bitter laugh escape before I continue speaking, my voice steady despite the tears streaming down my face. "I'm an awful choice actually, I mean, who wants to date their sister's murderer anyways?"
I hear Nico break down and I almost give up the act and apologize for the awful things I'm saying. But the keyword is almost. So I just keep speaking these awful things I can't help but think are true. "I'm probably the worst person you know. They call me a hero! Ha! I'll be completely honest right now; I almost picked Luke over Olympus. I'm more of a villain than a hero!" Another bitter laugh escapes as I walk away.
When I reach the bottom of the hill, I turn around and see that Nico is gone. I tear of the mask I'm wearing and let my pain wash over me; the pain leaves my mouth as painful, lonely, insecure sobs. I start to run, run as fast as I possibly can. I cry as I run, going anywhere and nowhere.
When I finally stop, I realize that I somehow ended up in front of the showers. I go in and turn one on and quickly throw my clothes in my locker. Luckily no one else is here to hear me cry as the water soaks my hair and runs down my back.
Why does this always happen, I think. Why do I fall in love with people who will only end up hurting me? I let out a heavy sigh, knowing that these kinds of thoughts aren't going to get me anywhere. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down.
Think on the bright side, I think calmly to myself. They are happy together, and Jason's a great guy. Jason is actually kind of hot. My eyes widen and my face heats up. Wait… What? Where did that come from? I shake my head and clear away my thoughts. Well whatever that was, I shouldn't think like that and I won't let my thoughts wander like that again.
I am both embarrassed and ashamed as my drunken thoughts betray me. The image of Nico and Jason kissing take control of my thoughts. Remembering how possessive Jason was and the way Nico's face was glowing a faint red when he walked out the door sends a heat wave straight down and causes my breathing to become unstable.
I'm practically gasping for air with each inhale as I shake my head violently, trying to remove these thoughts from my mind. It's not working. It's not working and the room is getting hotter, or is my body getting hotter. I don't know either way, it doesn't matter. I'm starting to feel desperate and the need for some sort of friction.
Stupid wine, I think frustratedly. I'm dizzy, yeah, just dizzy. I'm not…. I'm not horny. That would be horrible of me to think of them like that.
But even as I deny it, I feel myself become hard. I try to stop where this is going and clear my thoughts and turn the knob on the shower so that cold water pours out. But it doesn't help, if anything it makes my issue worse. The cold water running over my hot skin is a pleasant shock. I moan and stop trying to fight my mind.
My mind messes with me and I remember how Jason kissed Nico, gentle and passionate while being extremely possessive. What if he kissed you like that, my mind teases me. What if he kissed you like that only a little more possessive and a little less gentle? My mind plays out the way that might feel like. I lean against the shower wall and run a hand through my wet hair. The memory of the way Jason looked at me last night and Nico's blush when I was straddling him, my face only a few inches from his.
My thoughts become fragments of things that have tormented me and created a sexual tension that I couldn't release. In my head I see Nico's smile, the way he blushes, and how he was dressed tonight! Gods that was so hot. Then I see Jason's smirk, the overconfident look that appears in his eyes sometimes, and his possessiveness.
Finally I snap, and I can't control myself anymore as I wrap my hand around my throbbing member and stroke myself slowly. An idea pops in my head as I let out a breathy moan. I focus and there is a tug in my gut before a thin rope of water wraps around my body. The cold water starts to slide against my skin and makes it hard for me to keep my moans quiet. I stroke myself a little faster as the water passes over my nipple and caresses the crook of my neck.
I give up suppressing my moans as I start to reach the best part. The part where I almost reach the climax before I slowing down so that this feeling goes on for a while, before I finally give in to the need for release. I do this once and it is beginning to get difficult to keep standing, but I manage it and find this task both demanding and exciting.
I'm go through this process two more times before I hear the door to the showers slam open.
"Percy!" I hear someone shout angrily. "Where the fuck are you?" There is a pause before they shout again. "Percy!" This time I recognize who it is. It's Jason, and he sounds pissed.
I know I should stop and do something before he finds me, but I don't and it just feels too good to stop. So I choke back my moans. This new risk of getting caught is exciting, plus I just got drunk for the first time. Throw that together and you have a reckless horny risk taking demigod. Even though I'm choking back my moans, it still doesn't seem like enough, so I cover my mouth with the back of my free hand.
"Percy!" Jason shouts sounding closer to where I am than before. I close my eyes and ignore the threat of just how complicated this situation will become if he finds me.
After a moment I hear shower curtains pushed roughly aside, but it sounds like it's the next stall over so I ignore it. That was a big mistake; because I hear Jason's speak near my ear. "Well, well,well, what do we have here?" The strange thing is that his voice isn't angry anymore. Instead it sounds deeper and more intimate…. There's also something else, but I just can't quite figure out what it is. "Honestly," he continues in this new tone. "What am I going to do with you? Especially since you made Nice cry, and I look around for you only to find you like this."
Finally my brain realizes this is actually happening and I gasp and my eyes shoot open. The water around me stays until the moment I see Jason's face. Then I realize what unnamed thing was heavily laced in Jason's voice. I know now what it was because there is a predatory look in his eyes and a sadistic smirk on his lips. I feel my face not only heat up, but burn, as the water around me crashes down.
So first time writing smut, hope it was okay. Bet you all kind of hate me now for the whole Percy was lying about something the whole time thing. *Smirk* But if you do, it means I did my job right. Anyways I'll try to get the next chapter up sooner, but life is crazy and who knows what will actually happen.