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Nico was laying in Percy's bed. The same bed he had just evicted not too long ago. The same bed he slept in every night for about a month now, since Gaea was defeated. He curled up into a tighter ball, Percy's smell enveloping his sense as he pulled the blanket closer to him. He could almost pretend he was snuggled up into Percy's warm embrace, rather than his bed's.

And Nico could still remember Percy grabbing his hands, and holding them until they reached his half open door. Percy dropped his hand back to his side, and his sea green eyes flicked nervously at Nico, as if he just realized that holding his hand might be crossing a line. Of course that was a line Nico was waiting to be crossed for years now, but he couldn't say that. He simply relished the moments when Percy, seemingly absentmindedly crossed the line all on his own. He watched Percy's strong and confident form walk over to his dresser, riffle through some drawers and pull out some clothes. Nico would forever be baffled at how Percy could make Nico's heart ache, and his stomach do flips by such simple acts.

Percy had given him some pretty plain pajamas and told him to get some rest, and left Nico alone with his thoughts. Which, in actuality was like staying, since Percy rarely left his mind. Some odd hours later, Nico was finally able to drift asleep.

Nico woke up to his side burning and itching. Sun was flowing through Percy's window, shining on the same moonlace plant Nico had watched the other boy plant so many years ago. Nico pulled himself out of bed and was going to try and sneak out, he figured he could find some ambrosia at his fathers. Nico couldn't find his clothes, so he thought he could just borrow Percy's pajamas for a few days. Or maybe more.

He took one last look around the room, then started to sneak out, only to be stopped by Percy's mother, who was making blue pancakes.

"Nico, there you are, I was about to go check on you! You want some pancakes?" Sally was standing at the oven, nonchalantly flipping blue pancakes. Nico loved Sally, she always made him feel so welcomed, she made an effort to welcome him. But he never felt that she was faking it out of sheer politeness, like with most people. Sally's kindness always felt so genuine, it made him feel like maybe he wasn't such an outcast.

"Uh yeah, sure." He walked toward the kitchen table, and glanced in the living room to see Percy still sleeping on the couch. Glancing at the clock on the wall, Nico realized it was only a little after 9. Nico sat down at the table, a little awkwardly with his wound still flaming. Sally must have noticed because she stopped flipping pancakes and pulled a chair up to Nico.

"Can I see it?" Nico nodded yes and she pulled his shirt up a bit, pulled back the bandages and made a slight hissing sound. "What kind of trouble did you get yourself into last night?" She asked while putting the bandages back in place. Nico glanced nervously at the sleeping form on the couch, and she followed his gaze. Nico quickly looked down at the ground and was pulling his shirt back down to try and get his hands to quit shaking. "Nothing, I just got into a little fight, it was nothing."

Sally looked at him with a slight sadness in her eyes, and standing up she put her hand on his shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. She pulled out some painkillers and sat them on the table next to Nico, "here you go, dear, I imagine you're going to need these. Hey, would you mind trying to wake my comatose son up for me?" Nico took three pills, and started to put them back where she had gotten them, but she told him to keep the bottle, so he slipped them in his pocket.

Seeing Percy sprawled out on the couch was such a great sight, Nico almost didn't want to wake him. He was laying on his stomach, the side of his face all smashed, and his arm dangling off the side. Nico knelt down by the side of the couch, but before he could wake him, he noticed Percy sweating, a lot, and his face was contorted into an expression of pain. And out of no where, Percy's eyes flew open and he gasped for air, like he had been about to drown. And the expression on his face looked so terrified.

"Percy, are you okay?" Nico hadn't realized it, but he had his hand rested on Percy's shoulder blade.

"Oh my gods, I don't.." Percy's hands were shaking, and he rolled over onto his side, pulling his hands around his face. He had been so terrified. He had dream about him and Nico, again, but this time, they were flying on Blackjack together, and they went so high, Nico had his arms around Percy, but Nico's grip faltered. The son of Hades had said sorry, and tried to loosen his grip, acting as if he was touching Percy too much or something, and because he let go, he fell. Percy tried to get blackjack to catch him in time, but he was too late. Nico his the ground, and Percy woke up.

And he had woken up to Nico's dark eyes staring at him, full of worry. Percy peeked through his hands and saw that Nico was still staring at him, he hadn't moved. He also saw his mother through the square overlooking the kitchen. She caught Percy's eyes, then turned away and made herself busy at the sink.

Nico's hand rested on Percy's shoulder, and Nico was getting more and more awkward about it, though he didn't want to move, he wanted to comfort Percy. "Hey, did you have a bad dream? Like, a demi-god bad dream?"

Percy let out a shaky laugh and ran his hands through his hair. "I sure hope not," Percy wanted a change of subject, quickly. "How is your side doing?"

Nico lifted his hand off of Percy and found his side. "It hurts like hell, but your mom gave me some pain killers, I should be fine until we can get some ambrosia."

Percy pushed passed the lingering of his dream and forced a smile, "Is that pancakes I smell?"He rose to his feet, and his legs felt like jello they were shaking so hard, and he would've collapsed had it not been for Nico throwing his arm around Percy's waist and holding him close, keeping him steady. Percy's arm hung loosely on his shoulders and once he found his balance, he noticed Nico's heavy blush, and he smiled in spite of himself.

Nico looked outraged and slipped his arm out from around the other boy. Percy was a little disappointed at the chill that now took place of Nico's arm, but he was already moving towards the wonderful smell in the kitchen.

They spent a good amount of time talking and eating, Sally even managing to get a few laughs out of Nico. Though every time she brought up how he got his injury, he shut down, o they both realized that was something they should steer clear of. After they were finished with breakfast, Percy asked his mother if they could get a ride out to half-blood hill, but he had forgotten that Paul takes the car to work, and he wouldn't be off for another 4ish hours.

"Come on, I've got an idea." Percy started for the door, and his mother and his friend both shared a confused look. "Oh, mom, I'll be back at midnight, okay?"

"Curfew is eleven, mister!"

"eleven thirty?"

"Fine, but if you're a minute late, you're grounded!"

"Love you too, mom!" Percy was walking down the stairs already, with Nico following.

"You know, I've learned to never really trust your ideas, Jackson." Percy had walked out of the building and back into the parking lot, where he stood and let out a loud whistle, like the kind where you use two fingers.

A few minutes later, a black Pegasus came flying into view. Once he landed, Nico was watching has Percy appeared to have a one-sided conversation.

"I know it's been a while, Blackjack." The beautiful Pegasus continued to march around Percy in an excited manner, and Nico loved the grin on the other boy's face as he talked with his old friend.

"Yeah we need a quick rid over to camp Half-blood for Nico-" Percy cut off as he realized what his dream had been about. He looked at Nico's perplexed expression, and the image of him falling off Blackjack was right there, almost as if he was in his dream again.

What if it was a demi-god dream. What if it's going to happen.

"You okay, Percy?" Nico was getting more worried about his friend the more the day went on. He kept acting strange, and Nico was dying to know what his dream had been about...

Percy tried to fake a smile, but it felt so wrong he let it drop almost instantly. "Yeah, let's get going."

He jumped up onto Blackjack, and Nico followed. Nico hadn't thought of it until he was sitting right behind Percy, his legs resting against the back of his friend's, but he didn't know what to do with his hands. He knew he should hold onto Percy, it's not like Pegasus's have seat belts or anything, but the idea of wrapping his arms around Percy's waist was too much. It felt like it had been 10 minutes since he hopped on the flying horse, and he could feel his heart beating as fast as a jet. He was so scared about what to do and what could happen.

So when Percy grabbed both of Nico's wrists, and pulled his arms around himself, he almost jumped out of his skin. "Hold on tight, okay?"

Nico didn't resist now that he had permission. The ghost prince tightened his arms around the waist of the boy he had fallen so hard for. His heartbeat hadn't slowed down at all, and now he was leaning against the son of Poseidon, he was positive that the other boy could feel it.

"Alright Blackjack, Camp Half-blood here we come!" The Pegasus took off flying, and the wind was whipping Nico so hard in the face, he thought it was a great excuse to bury his head into Percy's neck.

As Percy sat very comfortably in the other boy's embrace, he let all his worries leave him as they flew in silence to his old home.