I'm so sorry everyone! I was at my sister's for a weekend and then I couldn't find my laptop charger for the life of me! Ask SoaringCliche, because I complained to her about it during class haha. (Love you Senpai!) Anywho, it's going to be hard to get all the chapters out in time, but I'm going to do my best!

Fourteen Days

Day Three

"Percy."

A soft groan came from shell-pink lips, the lean form on the bed shifting instinctively towards the voice despite the annoyed crease of his brow. From the side of his bed, a deep, dark chuckle emanated. Percy shivered and his lashes fluttered like little raven butterflies, slivers of blue peeking out as he tried and failed to fight the hold of sleep. Who would even be calling his name in the morning, from his bedside? Tyson was not nearly subtle enough to be so quiet, and Percy really didn't want to attribute the word 'seductive' to his half-brother.

He stirred further as hands tugged at the warmth wrapped tightly around him, and he whined unhappily, clinging to the warm fabric that smelled so impossibly good. Comforting, almost. Percy didn't think he'd slept as well as he had in months. Whatever or whomever was trying to take away his new item of comfort would not be so eagerly received. But the evil person was not to be dissuaded, fingertips dancing across Percy's cheek to brush away a few errant strands of hair that had fallen into his face throughout the night.

"Come on Percy, wake up."

Groaning in annoyance, blue eyes finally peeked open, already fixed in a fierce glare directed at the evil being who had dared to wake him from such peaceful slumber. Only to realize the person he was glaring at was one Nico di Angelo. Percy jolted and shot up in bed, smacking his forehead hard into Nico's as he yelped out the Ghost King's name in surprise, completely flustered. Flailing off the side of his bed Percy took Nico down to the floor with him, the strong body below him cushioning the fall. The two of them groaned simultaneously, rubbing their foreheads with their palms to try and soothe the ache. Nico quirked a brow at the Sea Prince above him, a silent "Was that necessary?" in his eyes. Percy smiled sheepishly and sat up to straddle the Italian's waist.

"Um...sorry, Nico," he laughed, smiling easily despite the rather unfortunate awakening he'd just had. Even if it was his fault. Nico shook his head, amused by the shorter demigod's reaction to realizing he had been the one waking him up. That was a good sign, right? He was pretty sure, but the only evidence he had as of yet was the fact that Percy apparently wore his shirt- quite obviously stolen- to bed at night. And also seemed very clingy when it came to his leather jacket, considering how he'd refused to let it be taken away mere moments ago. Calloused olive hands enveloped Percy's defined hips, almost naturally, and he gave an amused quirk of his lips to the Sea Prince perched on his waist.

"Am I ever going to get my jacket back from you? You seem to be quite the thief of my clothes, Perce," Nico chuckled, and Percy's face flamed as he realized belatedly what Nico was implying. Somehow Nico had seen, and realized, that Percy slept in his shirt at night. Embarrassed, he shoved his palm into Nico's cheek, turning that smug grin away and groaning. Nico laughed beneath his hand, waiting until the ocean child had stood before following suit. Percy was still in his jeans and camp shirt from where he'd fallen asleep on Nico's shoulder at the bonfire, but Nico knew that where he intended to take Percy would require some better clothes. While Percy rubbed the sleep from his eyes and gave Pluto a quick cuddle- Nico pretended not to notice once he saw Percy glance around as if afraid someone would catch him- Nico wandered over to his dresser and began rifling through his clothes.

"Hey, Nico, wh-!" Percy was cut off as a pair of jeans was thrown at him, smacking him in the face and draping over the back of his head comically. Sputtering beneath the fabric he pulled it off to gape at Nico. "What was that for?" he whined, jeans in hand as he wandered closer to the Italian demigod. Nico cast a mischievous grin over his shoulder but said nothing, instead turning and tossing a shirt of his choosing towards the shorter demigod. Percy caught it, curiosity evident on his face, but Nico wasn't so forthright with his plans.

"You trust me, right?" he purred, and Percy was already nodding his head so furiously Nico feared he'd snap his neck. It was adorable, how deeply Percy trusted him, but it also made him warm inside to know that somehow, something he'd done in his years of life had gifted him with that precious allowance of trust. "So then go change, and you'll find out after." Percy pouted, clearly unhappy with not being told what was going on, but he took the clothes Nico had thrown unceremoniously onto his person and wandered off to change in the adjacent bathroom. Yet another thing the Ghost King found adorable- Percy would change in front of practically anybody, but he never did so in front of Nico. Of course, Percy also refrained when it came to Rachel and her perverted comments, but Nico didn't want to share the glory of the possibility that Percy was shy around him.

It took only a few moments for Percy to come out, face a deep pink as he tugged helplessly at the clothes on his frame. Nico leered in private, mentally reminding himself to thank Rachel profusely for taking Percy out clothes shopping one blue moon. Rachel's fashion sense was glorious, he really should give her something for this wonderful sight. Of course, Percy had never worn the clothes, too embarrassed by the type of clothes they ended up buying, but Nico knew exactly where they hid- still newly folded- beneath Percy's worn blue jeans.

Long, slim legs were clad in tight, form-fitting white jeans that accentuated those gorgeous hips and toned thighs. Nico tried not to reach out to turn him around, sure that his ass looked just as appealing. Control yourself, Nico, he whined unhappily in his head. Don't even think about it. But when was he not thinking about Percy's fine ass? Surely it had to be somewhere in his subconscious at all hours. Back to the outfit, Nico. Oh yeah. Right. Trailing up from his hips, a royal blue shirt was loose around the shoulders and snug around the waist with nonsensical black writing across the front. Not that Nico cared what it said, especially since the only two in the room were dyslexic. All in all, he looked gorgeous.

"Perfect," Nico decided on.

Percy rolled his eyes, walking over and punching Nico loosely in the arm, but Nico smirked to himself when he caught the slight blush on his cheeks and the happy curve of his lips. He was slowly growing more confident in his assumption that Percy harbored feelings for him as well. In their years of knowing each other, Nico had never entertained the notion, primarily because he'd never thought Percy would ever look his way and then secondly because he'd never allowed himself to think that Percy might say yes. It was hard for Nico to even hope that Percy reciprocated his feelings, but with nothing else to lose- oh who was he kidding, Percy was his everything- it was time to let it fester. Maybe it would give him courage to last out the next nearly two weeks.

When Percy glanced around the room and sighed softly, a discouraged frown on his features, Nico knew exactly what was on his mind. The letter and rose wouldn't come until after Nico returned Percy to his cabin for the night, but the Sea Prince didn't need to know that. Before Percy could complain, Nico draped the discarded jacket over his shoulders, quieting him with a pointed look as he offered his elbow for Percy to take. Percy did so, but with a pout on his face, and the two melted into the shadows.

Break

"OH MY GODS IT'S FINDING DORY NICO!"

Nico laughed as Percy jumped up and down, both hands clutching his bicep as his eyes locked onto the title of the movie. Despite hating the previous movie because of how often Percy demanded he watch it, Nico was willing to do anything for the son of the seas, and so he had few qualms with suffering through the viewing of animated fish with annoying voices. Percy dragged him bodily up to the ticket counter, where Nico laughed and tried to wave away his excitement, but it was all for naught. Percy wouldn't be calmed until a week after the showing. Handing over the tickets he'd pre-ordered online (which had really been a hassle for a kid from the 30's), the bored teen waved them through and Percy was again dragging him through the throngs of people to purchase the largest bucket of popcorn Nico had ever laid eyes on. Despite his head telling him it wasn't a good idea, he still caved when Percy shot him puppy eyes from where he'd squished his cheek to the clear glass case of the candy counter. An ADHD kid on sugar was never pretty, but he couldn't deny Percy anything.

Of course, Nico was stuck carrying it all.

It was worth it to see the smile on Percy's face practically light up the darkened room of the theatre when the movie began to play.

Break

By the time Percy walked out of the theatre room, he was excitedly chatting Nico's ear off. Despite not being a fan of the movie or having paid much attention to it at all- he much preferred watching his Sea Prince- he good-naturedly listened as Percy examined and regurgitated every single second of the movie they had just finished a few seconds ago. Fueled by sugar, Percy didn't calm until they returned to Cabin Three. Even then it wasn't so much calming down as it was crashing from his sugar high, and within moments he was lethargic and pleadingly pulling on Nico's clothes, trying to convince him to stay and lay in the bed with him.

Nico knew what was really in his head though, and knew Percy needed his sleep- he had told him it would happen when he bought the candy!- and so he smirked as he slipped his shirt off in plain view of the shorter halfblood. Inch by inch toned olive skin was revealed, and Percy was entranced, face crimson but unable to look away. Nico chuckled, delighting in the shiver that danced down the other boys skin, hoping it was because of him.

"Since you like stealing my clothes so much..." he offered, laughing, not even bothering to end the sentence with the silent suggestion. Percy blushed but took the shirt from his hands, slipping it on and returning Nico's coat to his shoulders stubbornly. One brow rose towards the Ghost King as if daring him to ask for his coat back, Pluto soon finding its way into Percy's arms as well. Nico smiled softly, watching over Percy as he began to fade and doze away, leaning over to kiss his forehead.

"Buonanotte," he whispered, and disappeared in the shadows.

Percy, caught in the throes of sleep, didn't see the note and rose on the nightstand, a small blue bag between the two. By morning he would open it, and upon reading it, would find these words:

Dearest Percy,

You are beautiful when you sleep. I wish I could wake up to such a sight every morning.

xoxo

Your Secret Admirer