Son Of the Sea God

by lessiss234

im bad at summaries and im making it up as i go so. Percy and Nico spend the weekend at the cabun before school with Sally and Paul, and it turns out to be pretty eventful. They progress into the school year, fighting the normal bullies, and that they can get through, Adding monsters into the mix might make it a little harder.

3. Chapter 3

Nico's POV

I dug my hand into Percy's shirt, pulling myself closer. I breathed in shakily, and started to cry. I held on, and I could feel my tears soaking his shirt. Maybe he dropped his powers for my sake, but right now, I didn't care. He was holding me. His arms wrapped around my thin body. It felt so right. He smelled amazing. Like, the ocean. It was like a drug. He was just...intoxicating. He rubbed my shoulder and after awhile I stopped crying. When Percy noticed this,he pushed me up gently. I was reluctant to leave, but did, knowing if I didn't he would get the wrong idea. We both sat at opposite ends of the bed. Percy looked at me"Nico, now you have to tell me what is wrong. " he said. I looked at him before saying, "Nothing Perce.", even though I knew it was far from the truth. He looked at me sternly.

"Nico. You are not going to lie to me. You just spent the last five minutes crying into my shirt. What the hell is wrong?" he practically yelled. I looked up at him with wide eyes. I wondered if he really cared. "I...i don't think I could actually say it to you. It's awkward. I don't want to be in the same room with you. You would hate me. I can't watch your face as it hit you. You wouldn't ever want to talk to me. You wouldn't understand." I told him briskly, before hiding my face in my knees, ready to cry again. He crawled up to me,and pulled me into a tight embrace.

"Nico. I could never hate you. I hope you know that. I hope you know how much you realize to me. You're the brother I never had.", he said. A pang went off in my heart. Oh how I wished we could be more. I hugged him back for a couple seconds. Savoring how his body felt against mine. I took his arms off of me, and, still holing his wrists, looked into his eyes. "Percy, have you ever liked someone so much it hurt to be around them? Because you knew you could never be together?Because you knew they would never speak to them again? And you couldn't risk your friendship with them? Because they meant that much to you?"

Percy looked at me, and I could tell by his eyes that I had hit a nerve. He looked at his hands, then back at me, and, sending another sharp pang to my chest, he said "Yes."

Percy's POV

Why did he ask me that. He was asking me dating advice? He knew my relationship problems. Well. Most of , he was still asking me? How does that work? I looked back up at Nico. He looked like I had just killed his dog. I rubbed his shoulder, and asked him if he was okay. He looked up at me and said,"We should probably go to bed."

I nodded, and got up off the bed. There was no way I was going to let him sleep on the floor. He was a mess. When he asked me what I was doing, I simply said, "You can have the bed for tonight. Your a mess. You need it." He looked pretty upset about it, but grumbled about getting on the laptop for a couple minutes. I looked at him,and said okay, before crawling into sleeping bag.

I stared up at the ceiling, and could hear Nico typing furiously a few feet away. I looked at him, and his face looked upset, angry,even. I shifted, so I was facing him, and said, "What are you doing?", quietly. He looked at me, and said, "Sorry. I didn't think you were still awake. I'm just talking to a old friend." I looked at him weirdly. I didn't know he had any old friends. I said okay faintly, and layed back down.

I could hear Nico put the laptop away, and move around on my bed."Percy.", he said, making me turn to look at him. "Yeah, Nico?Whats up?" He looked scared. Nervous. Like, what I said was life and death. "Are you a homophobe?"

I can honestly say, that I didn't expect that. Based on my background. Of course not. I hated the word, "homophobia", I mean, your not scared, you're really, just a asshole. I looked at him, and laughed. Wholeheartedly, laughed. He looked at me, and had this expression on his face. Like I had just destroyed everyone he cared about. Like, he was about to cry, or maybe vomit. All in the same expression. That was the last thing I saw before he jumped off the bed, and ran to the bathroom.

I ran after him, knowing he took my laugh wrong. I got to the door, to see it had been shut. Good thing it didn't have a lock on it. I opened the door to find him sitting on the toilet, head in his hands, crying. I walked up to him, and put my hands on his shoulders."Nico. You didn't understand. I laughed for a different reason. I'm not homophobic. I promise." I told him. He looked at me. His eyes were rimmed in red from crying. "If your not homophobic, then why did you laugh." he asked me. I sat down in front of him, and made him look at me.

"Nico. I'm not homophobic, because that would make me kind of a hypocrite. I'm not a hypocrite." he looked at me when I said that. Then it hit him. His eyes widened, and he looked at me."You're...gay?" he asked, in awe. I looked at him weirdly."Gay? No. Bisexual...yes.",I told him,"Now. Tell me. Why did you ask in the first place?"

He looked at me, with that same look as before, like he was going to vomit,and cry at the same time. After sitting for awhile, he finally said, "Well, I...imightofsortabegay." I looked at him."What? You kinda went a little fast. What?" I asked him. He gave me a look. Completely and utterly Nico. IT said, 'I'm going to strangle you now', and he said "I'm gay."

I looked at him. He had pulled his knees up, and was hugging them,and hiding his face behind them. I looked at him, and made him come out of his shell. I got up and hugged him. Grabbing his hand, and dragging him out, saying "C'mon. We should probably get to sleep.",and with that, he passed out on the bed, while I got the sleeping bag.