Leo
Wow, Piper's mom was a big jerk. Why did Leo have to be in love with anyone? Much less two people, and much less a boy.
Calypso looked confused, and Nico looked hurt. Leo decided that Nico needed comfort the most at the moment, so he put a hand on his shoulder. Nico shrugged him off.
A pang of guilt hit Leo like a slap in the face. Nico's words swam in and out of his brain.
What do you want, Valdez?
What do you want, Valdez?
What do you want, Valdez?
Leo shook his head. He looked at Calypso, who stunned him with beauty every time he looked at her. Then he looked at Nico, who stunned him with something else. Interest? Curiosity? Fascination? He couldn't shake the feeling that he loved Nico. He remembered the way his lips felt against him, and the way they melted together. He remembered the way Nico reminded him of his mom, and fire, and a million other things that scared him but made him happy as well.
Then he remembered the awe that surrounded him when Calypso kissed him, and the way he had liked her from the start but had refused to admit it to even himself. He almost laughed, it was so dumb.
Nico picked at a floorboard. "Choose."
Leo blinked. "Excuse me?"
Calypso sighed. "Nico's right. You can't be with both of us."
Leo couldn't believe they expected him to do this. "Guys, I'm not just going to choose one of you. At least, not like this. That's... that's horrible."
"You're horrible." Nico's face was like a brick wall.
Leo was stunned. He hadn't tried to hurt Nico or Calypso. He had just been another one of Aphrodite's victims, and he resented it.
But he couldn't blame the gods for everything.
Leo studied Nico's face. It was cold and solid, and his words swam through Leos ears again and again.
You're horrible.
You're horrible.
You're horrible.
He couldn't be with Nico. Calypso was, well, a girl. So what was the obvious choice, really? Plus, she was undeniably hot. He tried to focus on how hot Calypso was as he saw the hurt peeking through Nico's expression, and felt the love stirring in his heart again. No. He had to push Nico away. Nico thought he was horrible, and when it came down to it, he had the opportunity to be with a girl. Why choose the guy? Especially the guy who thought he was horrible.
He swallowed the love that had been building up.
Leo kissed Nico's cheek. "This has been wonderful."
He took Calypso's arm, and the pair vanished to Leo's room, leaving Nico sitting there in silence.
Percy
Was everybody on the Argo II gay?
Piper, Jason, Frank, Hazel, and Annabeth all sat in his room. Nobody knew how to process what had happened. They all wanted to help their friends, but they didn't want to bring attention to them. They wanted to comfort them without being nosy.
"So what do we do?" Asked Hazel, who was bouncing a ball against the wall. Frank hung off of the bed upside down beside her, and he did an upside down shrug.
"We don't do anything," said Jason. "The Argo II gets to Camp Halfblood in about two hours. We can all have some space from eachother then. It's their problem, not ours, and we don't have to all be so close to eachother once we're off this ship."
Annabeth sighed. "Can you imagine keeping a secret like that?" She wondered aloud.
"Like what?" Frank asked.
"Like being gay," Hazel informed him.
Everyone shook their heads. They couldn't imagine keeping a secret like that.
"Imagine having to love someone in secret," said Piper, holding her boyfriends hand.
A sad, concerned mood settled over them. They hoped their friends would be okay.
Leo
"Heroes" by David Bowie played on a record by the dresser in Leo's room. It was soft and calming, and it helped Leo to not concentrate on the fact that he had just let go the most important person in the world to him.
He sat next to Calypso on his bed, a million thoughts swirling through his mind.
"I'm not going to tell you that I love you," said Leo, putting a hand on Calypso's knee. She put a hand on his hand and stroked it. Her hands were so soft.
"I don't expect you to," she said soothingly. Leo's stomach twirled around. She smelled so good and she was so close to him, and her cinnamon hair waved behind her when she talked. Leo loved the way her lips moved when she spoke.
"It's just that I thought you might want to hear it," he said.
Calypso shook her head. "I only want to hear you say those words if you really mean them. Besides, who said I loved you? Before you left, I told you not to get your hopes up."
Leo laughed. "You so love me."
Calypso smiled a little, and her eyes drifted to his ear, which she promptly kissed. "Maybe I do," she whispered.
Leo didn't love Calypso. But he liked her. A lot. The thing was, he loved Nico. He had chosen Calypso for the simplicity of things. For being normal. For not being with a boy. And, to be honest, for being with someone who was extremely beautiful and funny. But Calypso hadn't met Nico standards yet. Leo hoped that as their relationship went on, he would fall in love with her. Maybe he was already beginning to. He turned to her and put a hand on the back of her waist, and they slowly sank onto the bed. The record played in the background, and he lay on top of her and kissed her, Calypso tugging at his hair and Nico di Angelo tugging at his heart.