Chapter 03: Sleeping Over
Percy sighed as he stared out at the endless ocean in front of him.
He had avoided Jason the past days, though he didn't really know why himself.
After their little outings that one day and in the shower, he knew he couldn't really just push it all aside.
He had intended to make Jason completely addicted to him with giving in, but instead he had more made himself addicted to Jason.
Seriously though, why had it felt so damn good? It had felt great before already, but when he had just dropped all caution and actually enjoyed enjoying it, it had felt so much more intense and satisfying.
He felt almost sorry for Jason not doing the same thing before, instead of being hardheaded until the very end.
But this could hardly be the reason for his awkwardness. If it was just what Jason would think of him now, he could simply throw back a remark like 'At least I didn't suck dick' or something.
Though he would prefer not to voice that out, just in case Jason decided to go down on Percy again sometime in the future. Percy completely wouldn't mind.
He shook his head.
What was he thinking?
He hated that guy.
Why would he like it when he touched him?
Hell, he didn't even like guys in general that way.
He was straight.
Why would he like to be touched like that in the first place?
Still, he couldn't help but wonder: What now?
They had never really had a friendship or anything, yet he couldn't deny that their constant bickering and sizing each other up had been some sort of connection between them.
A connection that now seemed lost, for they had kind of crossed the line.
"This is all his fault in the first place..." Percy said quietly to himself, sulking.
If Jason hadn't done him in the first place...well, Percy couldn't even say for sure by now that it really was Jason's fault.
Thinking about it, there had really been no indicator on Jason's body that Percy would have put up a fight – which of course he would have if Jason had just randomly walked up to him and tried to rape him.
But if that hadn't happened, what had?
And why could they still not remember?
He didn't understand.
Was some kind of god messing with them?
Unlikely, as they were all stuck in Mount Olympus.
Then again, he knew of some gods on the loose.
Aphrodite for instance. But what would she want with Jason and Percy?
Percy couldn't picture it. She was weird, all right. But she was the goddess of love.
What business would she have, putting Jason and Percy together in bed, making them believe they had had sex without even leaving them any memory about it?
Seemed just plain stupid to Percy.
Unless of course she hoped that they would fall in love with each other.
At that moment, he looked around and watched as Jason walked onto deck with Leo, laughing and chatting.
He rolled his eyes.
That idiot and himself?
Himself and that idiot?
Fat chance.
The sex had been interesting, but he wasn't gay. Never was, never would be. End of story.
He had had his way with Jason and now Jason had had his way with him when they could actually remember it.
If a situation arose where they both remembered what happened that fateful night, they could probably settle on another round again to call it even.
Problem solved.
Percy found himself hoping Jason had done him first so he could do Jason again.
Wildly shaking his head, he concentrated back on the sea, narrowly missing how Jason turned his head to look at his back, a slight grin on his face to find Percy staring out at the sea.
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Jason was utterly restless.
Percy hadn't even as much as looked at him, it was driving him mad. Even the others were looking at them oddly now.
Percy and Jason not fighting, teasing each other or at least sizing each other up seemed like a world wonder or something to them.
Jason couldn't care less about them though.
He didn't necessarily need the stupid talk and all but seriously just some kind of reaction would be very much appreciated.
Jason was still thinking about this as he slashed off dummy heads in the training room as he had done most of the day already.
It wasn't the best thing to do to keep him busy, but there wasn't much choice for him.
So he tried to improve his Greek fighting style with doing completely dumb wild movements. Of course without much effect.
He sighed and went back into the main stance he had been trying to improve.
"You are still doing it completely wrong. Seriously, how can somebody be so untalented?" A voice boomed behind him and he looked around, blinking.
Percy stood there, Riptide lazily placed on his shoulder, looking at him with his mocking expression.
Jason had to fight back a smile and an exasperated sigh at the same time.
"Look, let me show you how it's done. You need to stand like this – you see? And then instead of moving like this, move more like this..." He showed and Jason tried to copy.
Percy shook his head, criticizing him all the while, then moving closer, pushing his arms in place, hitting him slightly on the legs to get him to place them correctly and even once stepped behind Jason, fixing his position as to protect his back from cramping.
Jason was quiet all the while, relishing in the fact that Percy talked to him again.
Then Percy stood in front of him, looking him up and down and giving a little smile.
"That's better. Not perfect, but finally something to work with." Jason looked at Percy with his usual exasperated expression.
"So, you're going to fight me or keep admiring me from afar, Jackson?"
Though he couldn't suppress a little smirk at the end.
Percy's lips twitched with amusement but he went into his own fighting stance and got his sword ready.
Next moment they were at each other, attacking and blocking, feigning and jumping out of the way, dancing across the entire training hall in an attempt to overpower the other.
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Percy felt great. His adrenaline was pumping through his body, his muscles tense, his eyes sharp and his movements a blur.
Why wasn't everything in life as easy as fighting?
He blocked another attack from Jason and then feigned for his left side to strike at his right.
Jason's reflexes were good but still too slow. If Percy had really wanted to strike him right there, he could have.
"Missed me so much you neglected your training?" Percy called and Jason looked at him with a 'Really?'-face before attacking again.
Percy jumped out of the way and they danced across the floor again.
"Wishful thinking much, Jackson?" He retorted as Percy barely brought his sword around to block the next blow.
"What? I could feel you staring at me the whole time these past days, hoping I'd come talking to you." Jason made a face and jumped back and for a moment Percy thought he saw him actually looking a tad upset.
"Nah, I simply appreciated the nice break you gave me and wondered how long you could keep your loose tongue shut." He then said with an teasing smirk on his face.
Percy stopped. "Oh? Weird, I had the impression you like it when I voice out my feels." That got a blush on Jason's face and he stopped as well.
"I wouldn't know what you're talking about." He said and Percy grinned wickedly, then they raised their weapons and rushed against each other again.
"So, why have you been avoiding me? Was I too good for you to handle?" Jason teased and Percy hacked away at him without success.
"You wish. It took me this whole time to recover from your inexperience." For a moment, Jason hesitated, then he went onto the offensive again with his sword raised high, slashing at Percy's Riptide as it came around to block his shoulder.
"Really? I thought you rather enjoyed it, based on those lusty sounds you made. And that adorable flush on your cheeks..." Jason reminisced loudly and found Percy blushing hard.
"Why would I enjoy that? What tells you I didn't fake the whole thing?" He retorted harshly and Jason's eyes narrowed, his smile still there but now it seemed stiff and fake – Percy instantly regretted saying that.
He liked Jason's smile. Though he would never say that.
"You've never been good at hiding your emotions. Your face was full of them. But I understand you wouldn't be able to tell me straight out that you liked it. As expected of you."
Percy blinked and then all of a sudden Riptide flew out of his hands due to him being careless for a moment.
Jason's sword was pointing at his neck, then he lowered his arm, looking Percy up and down, then turning away.
"Wait-..." Percy started.
What the hell did Jason mean 'as expected of him'? That he always chickened out? Was that what he thought?
Jason turned his face to him. „Yeah?"
Oh gods, that annoying son of Zeus/Jupiter.
Damn him and his stupid arrogant attitude.
Percy collected his thoughts. His fatal flaw wasn't hummus – no wait, hubris it was called – like Annabeth's.
Even though he hated admitting some things, he hated it even more when people thought him a coward.
"Well...you..." He started again and looked for the right words.
He was so NOT going to tell Jason how much he had enjoyed it.
But a tiny little bit of nicety was probably in order, especially after just throwing it into the room that he might have faked it to get at Jason when he knew Jason had tried his best to make it as enjoyable to Percy as possible.
Jason now fully turned around and waited patiently.
"Well, you...wasn't bad." Percy finally pressed out and was busy picking up Riptide as to not look at Jason.
Then he heard a snort and loud laughter and turned to glare at Jason, who was seriously holding his stomach after a moment, still laughing hard. Percy blushed and turned away again, sulking.
Jason forced himself to stop.
"Sorry, but...I never actually thought you'd say something like that..." He pressed out and followed Percy, who only rolled his eyes, blushing harder.
"Yeah, whatever."
Jason sighed. "Hey, don't take it to heart like that. I'm just happy, that's all. Out of your mouth, that was like saying 'I love you'. But to keep it fair: you weren't bad either...as a bottom."
With that, he rushed out of Percy's striking range and zigzagged through the hall towards the far end door as to prevent Percy throwing his Riptide at him.
"Die in hell, Grace!" He yelled after him, dark red in the face.
Jason only laughed and waved from the door, tempting Percy to at least try to impale his blonde head with his sword.
But he didn't. Instead he cursed him in ancient Greek and went back to hacking off dummy heads.
That Grace.
Always pissing him off so much and making his heartbeat quicken.
With annoyance of course.
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After that, they seemed to be cured of their awkwardness around each other. At least Percy was, for Jason had never shown any sign of it in the first place.
They started bickering and sizing each other up again and the others only groaned in agony as they realized that the peace and quiet on the ship was once more disturbed.
Though they both had to admit that a little something did change between them.
They weren't as aggressive as before and training together was by now as normal as the sun rising in the morning.
They still caught each other staring and sometimes there were some incidents where they both thought it would lead back to them in bed, but one of them had always pulled out at the last moment.
Now however, things were a little different.
As Percy stood in front of Jason's bedroom, his hand raised to knock, he was still wondering if this was a good idea.
But on the other hand, he didn't really know what else to do. It was the middle of the night, so maybe Jason wouldn't even hear him.
He knocked.
For a moment, everything was quiet.
Then he could hear rustling on the other side, as if bedcovers were moved.
Oh great. Maybe he did hear him.
He heard footsteps and next moment, Jason opened the door, blinking at him rather surprised.
"What's up?" He asked quietly and Percy looked down, slightly blushing.
"I...couldn't sleep..." This was so embarrassing.
Why did he choose to do this?
He should have rather stayed in his room and think about their mission or go train or something.
For a moment, there was silence.
Percy could practically feel how Jason stopped breathing for a second.
He was probably going to start laughing at him or the like. Or tell him what a baby he was.
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Jason didn't do either.
"Come in." He said instead and stepped aside to let Percy pass.
Percy blinked, still avoiding Jason's eyes and walked into the unsurprisingly tidy room.
Though everything around them was dark, he could still see quite well.
Jason closed the door behind him.
"Want me to turn on the light?" He asked, rather calm and soothing, really.
Not as if he was talking to a scared child, but more as if he knew how Percy felt and simply accepted it that way, not asking stupid questions or making fun of him.
Percy really appreciated that.
He shook his head. "Nah...I just..." He tried to look for the right words, but couldn't find any.
He vaguely wondered about all those phrases he had put together before he had come here, but they all escaped him right when he needed them now.
Jason sat down at the side of the bed and motioned for Percy to sit down next to him.
He obliged, knowing how this was so very unlike him.
This whole situation was unlike him.
As he sat down, he felt the warmth of the bed sheets through his clothes.
Jason must have lain here for quite a while.
"Sorry for waking you for something so stupid." He said lamely, but Jason just shook his head.
"No big deal. I wasn't really sleeping, anyways."
There was silence for a moment.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Jason then asked and Percy looked about the dark room.
Did he want to talk about it? He wasn't sure.
Usually he would never even have come here.
But the past nights he had had nightmares of Tartarus again.
They had been even worse than before, making him dread the time when everybody else got to sleep.
He had tried to trade his guard shifts for some at night, but had only succeeded once, which had helped a bit, but not enough to get over his fear of falling asleep.
Though he couldn't tell Jason any of that.
He knew Tartarus was bad, but telling him he had stupid nightmares about it made him sound like a little kid afraid of a monster beneath the bed.
Since Jason was usually there during day to fight off attacks, he rarely had any night shifts and thus couldn't very well trade with him either.
And Percy was definitely not going to tell him about any fear he had.
That was just wrong.
He felt Jason moving and the next moment, his arm wrapped around him, pulling him closer.
Percy didn't pull away, though he also didn't come closer.
He just sat there and was wondering why he had come here in the first place.
This was so stupid. He really should have just stayed in his room.
"Is it because of Tartarus?" Jason asked quietly after a while and Percy flinched unintentionally.
A low sigh came from Jason. "You don't need to be embarrassed because of that, Percy. Everybody knows that place is horrible. And I bet it's even worse than anyone could ever describe."
Percy felt himself agreeing with that, but still kept quiet.
"Is that why you've been so distracted the past days?" Jason asked softly after giving him some time to decide whether he wanted to speak or not.
Percy looked up rather surprised.
Jason had actually noticed?
"Oh, don't look at me like that. Even if you're a prick, we all still care about you, you know."
And then Percy's shoulders sagged. "I know...it's just...I'm supposed to be the hero, right? How am I supposed to show everybody they can count on me, if I can't even..." He gestured about but was at a loss of words for a moment.
Jason's grip on him tightened slightly but he didn't interrupt him.
"I can't get myself to sleep at night. For a time it was all good and everything, just the normal nightmares and done. But now, every time I close my eyes, I see Tartarus...it's not just that though. It's as if I'm actually there again, feeling that horrid burning air and smelling those acid fumes. It just feels so...so real..."
At the last part he wrapped his arms around himself and noticed he was shivering slightly.
Jason started coming closer, pulling Percy towards him and holding him tight, placing Percy's face against his broad chest.
Any other day Percy might have felt belittled or insulted, but now he simply put his arms around Jason's waist and slumped against him.
He could feel Jason's hand on his back, stroking him soothingly.
Percy was grateful that Jason didn't give him that 'Everything is ok'-crap.
Because everybody on this ship knew that nothing was ok.
He still trembled slightly, but tried to push it down, tensing his limbs to stop it.
"Don't hold it back, Percy." Jason said quietly and Percy hesitated.
Seriously, why did Jason's voice have such an effect on him? Why was he actually listening to him like that?
Because in the next moment, he felt his muscles relax and did something he hadn't done in a long time: he sobbed.
Jason just sat there, not saying a word, slowly stroking his back calmingly.
"I just...just keep seeing everybody dead. Every time I close my eyes there's Tartarus, and when there's not, then I see you all die or being tortured. I see the Camps in ruins and the world in chaos..." He muttered and felt Jason's warm, yet pleasantly cool skin beneath his face.
"Sometimes I wonder if all of this is really worth it..." He confessed quietly after some time.
Jason's hand stopped moving for a moment. "You shouldn't think like that."
Percy chuckled. A raw, low chuckle devoid of any amusement. "Of course I shouldn't. I also shouldn't be sitting here, keeping you from your sleep."
Jason sighed and continued with his soothing motion on Percy's back again.
"I'm glad you're here, Percy. I admit it surprised me that you came to me, but I don't mind it at all. As I said, I wasn't sleeping anyways, so you aren't really keeping me from anything except boredom for the next few hours until dawn. Also, I'm happy you could at least get some of your problems off your chest." His voice seemed so damn calming.
Percy could feel himself slumping against Jason some more. "Jason?"
"Hm?"
"You think this fight is worth it? This whole quest and everything?"
Jason hesitated for a moment, looking at Percy.
"Yeah. Yeah, I think it is." He then said and pulled him closer again.
Then Percy felt himself nodding off.
He should probably leave now and go to bed.
With some luck he'd fall into a dreamless sleep for once.
But his body felt so heavy and tired, he couldn't muster the strength to pull himself up.
He vaguely felt how Jason began moving him and moments later they were lying in Jason's bed, his blanket on top of them with Jason behind him, holding him tightly in his arms.
Percy wanted to complain, but Jason made a small 'Shh'-sound.
Percy huffed and muttered a 'don't you start thinking I'll always do whatever you say', before falling asleep.
Jason chuckled and placed his face at the crook of Percy's neck.
Soon afterwards, they were both sleeping tightly.
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The next morning, Jason woke to find an already awake Percy sitting at the side of his bed, looking down at his feet.
"Morning." He said quietly, remembering their talk the previous night.
Percy looked around at him. "Morning...listen, about last night..." He started, but Jason held up a hand.
"Don't worry about it. Nothing will change. You can still call me superman in that voice of fake disdain and secret admiration- ouch..." He was interrupted in his speech as Percy's elbow hit him hard in the side while he got up. "...or help me improve my stance just to have an excuse to get your hands on me- haha, missed!" He was interrupted again as Percy threw a pillow at him. "And of course, if you need some sexual relief or something- ok, ok I'll stop. Anyways, if you happen to have a sleepless night again – for whatever reason – …you can just come to me, ok? Even if I happen to be asleep..." Jason said and their gazes met for a moment.
Then Percy nodded slowly and walked towards the door.
"Oh, about the offer with the sexual relief – does that mean you would suck me off again sometime?" Percy asked as he grabbed the door handle.
Jason grinned at him. "Do I hear a wistful note in that voice of yours?"
Percy blushed slightly.
Jason was suddenly there at the door as well, looking down at Percy.
.
How much he hated that Jason was taller than him.
Even if only by mere inches.
Jason softly touched Percy's chin, pointing his face up so that their lips almost touched.
Percy was half anticipating a kiss, yet found Jason looking him straight in the eye with a rather thoughtful expression.
Then Jason's finger traced caressingly over Percy's bottom lip.
"I might." He then said and let go of Percy, pushing him out the door he opened for him. "Now shoo with you. Meet you at breakfast." He said and closed the door in Percy's surprised face.
He might?
He walked off to his own room, not surprised that nobody else was out and about, all the while thinking about the way Jason had looked at him.
He wondered what had been going on in that blonde head of his to make him say that.
Did he hope Percy would suck him off as well then?
WOULD Percy do that?
He had no answer.
He would have never pictured Jason to be the type to suck another guy's dick – then again he would have never guessed Jason to be gay either.
But was he really gay? Maybe it had been him starting this whole thing, but maybe it hadn't been him at all and it had really just been a stupid misunderstanding or so.
What if it had actually been Percy starting this mess because he had wanted to be better than Jason?
Or was Jason agreeing to it for that very reason? To show Percy he was better? Percy didn't know.
All he knew was that last night's sleep had helped him a hell lot.
He was feeling much more relaxed now and the thought of going to bed tonight didn't fill him with as much dread as the past days.
And maybe, just maybe, he was also considering slipping into Jason's bed in case Tartarus came haunting him again.
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He was first in the dining room this time, with Annabeth not pulling another early meeting the others were mostly still asleep he assumed.
So Percy flopped down on the chair at the head of the table.
Since Annabeth wasn't here there wasn't any reason not to sit there after all.
Rather pleased, he decided to really dig in now that he was feeling better.
He was almost done, just finishing another blue French toast with extra bacon, as Jason came in with a towel around his shoulders and his hair dripping wet.
"Do you take a freaking shower every morning?" Percy asked scowling as he led the last bite of bacon towards his mouth.
Jason walked over, took his fork out of his hand without asking and ate his bacon.
"Nah, only when you sleep over." He said teasingly and gave Percy his fork back before he could even say a word.
"Hey! That was my bacon- and it's not my fault that you got to jerk off and get yourself all dirty just because you can't get enough of me. I'm simply that hot."
Jason choked on the orange juice he had been drinking and looked at him rather alarmed.
Before he could find a suitable comeback though, the dining room door opened.
"Good morning, ladies! So, who thinks he's hot?" Leo asked and walked in, his hair a mess, his clothes dirty and some grease on his face.
"Morning, Leo." Percy said and hoped that that was the only thing Leo had heard.
"Good morning, Leo, you pulled an all-nighter again?" Jason greeted him and looked rather fondly at his friend.
Percy's eyes narrowed as he watched the two of them chatting next to him.
"Always. I couldn't even dream of sleeping before I fix that baby up again. Sadly, I'm still far from done."
Jason put his head sideways, rather concerned. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
But Leo only chuckled and waved the whole matter off. "Nah, just try to not tear the ship apart even further."
Jason made a face, then went and rubbed at the grease spots on Leos face.
Leo laughed. "Really?"
But he let Jason do it nevertheless.
Percy watched annoyed and had his plate fill with some more scrambled eggs as to have an excuse for staying.
Those two were indeed getting along quite well.
Maybe Jason was gay after all?
Leo only shook his head when Jason was done. "Are you done cleaning me now? May I eat now or do you first want to undress me and check if there are any more grease spots on the rest of my hot body?"
Percy almost chocked on his scrambled eggs and was careful not to make a sound as he watched Jason's expression.
But Jason only laughed. "You know, even if I went through the trouble of cleaning you, you'd simply get dirty within the next five minutes again, anyways."
"Aww, excuses! You simply can't take my sheer awesomeness!"
"Oh, so you want me to clean you? Off with your clothes then."
"What are you, a mother duck?"
"Yes. Now eat, little duckling so you can become big and strong like me. Then take a shower so you can be clean and sparkly...like me." Jason said and posed as if he expected sparkles to appear.
They both laughed and Leo started eating his pancakes, while Jason grinned to himself and looked over to Percy, who was still glaring at them both, chewing the piece of scrambled egg in his mouth to death.
Jason blinked, but then he seemed to shrug it off and wolfed down his food as Leo started telling him about this and that, all mechanical stuff Percy didn't have a clue about.
Jason actually seemed to listen.
Percy just sat there, not even sure why he was still here.
He was done eating; his stomach was practically overfilled already.
Still, he wasn't willing to get up.
What was he doing, acting like a jealous girlfriend?!
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As he sat there talking with Leo, he had to force himself not to keep glancing at Percy, who for some reason seemed to be angry with him.
What did he do?
Now Percy was pretty much staring right at him, he could both feel it and see it out of the corner of his eyes.
He wasn't taking any part in the conversation, just sitting there and staring at Jason, glaring at him as if he had cheated on him or something.
Oh. Maybe Percy was jealous?
At that thought, he looked around to Percy again who pointedly turned his head away, got up and left the room without another word.
Oh my.
"What's wrong with Percy? Did you say something about him smelling like fish again?" Leo asked bewildered as the door swung shut behind the son of Poseidon.
Jason sighed. "I have no clue. Sometimes I really don't understand him. Cross that, I never understand him."
Leo chuckled. "Maybe he's jealous because we have such an awesome bromance and he doesn't?"
"I don't think he wants a bromance like that in the first place, really."
"Hm, I don't know. I used to think the same way but lately I'm wondering if he maybe just acts so mean and tough around you because he wants you to notice him." Leo said, shrugging his shoulders, still busy eating.
Jason frowned. "What do you mean? I noticed him before he started to behave like a prick just fine."
But Leo shook his head. "I know you did, mate. But you two never talked much and all of a sudden Percy was pretty much by himself. We are all his friends to some extent, but we are neither Annabeth nor Grover. Now that Annabeth got Piper, she barely talks to him anymore and Grover is off around the world doing the-gods-know-what. What I'm trying to say is, maybe, just maybe, he is only like this with you because he actually wants you to be something like a close friend to him, closer than the rest of us. Someone he can confide things in he wouldn't talk about with anybody else. Somebody he can simply relax with. Like you and me, we are best buddies, right? Maybe he hopes you could be his best buddy too."
Jason let that sink in for a moment and thought about last night.
Maybe what Leo said was indeed true.
But somehow... "But why hasn't he said anything then?"
Leo laughed. "Well, first of all, he's not the smartest person on the ship, so he might not actually know his own intentions himself. But even if he does, I think we both know he's a tad too proud for coming out and saying 'hey, let's be best pals'."
Jason sighed. Then Leo nudged him in the side. "Go talk to him. Else he'll be sulking the next weeks again. Seriously I still wonder what you did that one time when he was completely quiet for a few days. Rape him?"
Jason was glad he wasn't drinking orange juice right now. "Absolutely. I'll be gone now then. Oh and let me know if there's anything I can help you with, anything at all."
"Yes, mother duck."
Jason grinned and left the dining room, looking for Percy.
Although he had no idea what to do with him once he found him.
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He found him shortly afterwards in the training room, slashing in wide arcs at a variety of dummies, beheading some and cutting off the bottoms of others, right where their private parts would have been.
Jason found himself wince and feel a bit sorry for them, even if they were only out of wood and would reassemble.
"What's wrong with you, Jackson?" He called and walked over to him, pulling out his sword.
Percy seemed to have a really lousy mood. "No clue what you're talking about." He said, not even as much as looking at him and hacking a dummy to pieces.
"Oh come on, I know something's up. Even Leo noticed."
Percy made a small 'hmpf'-sound and kept abusing dummies.
"Leo thinks you might want a best buddy. Someone to confide in." He continued and noticed Percy flinch.
"Oh, if Leo says that, then I bet he's right." He spat and cut through five dummies in one go.
Jason could even feel the gust of wind the attack had created.
He frowned. "Are you...jealous?"
Percy threw himself at a dummy and impaled it with his sword where its groin would have been.
"No clue what you're talking about."
Jason looked at him exasperated. "Really? Percy, he's just a friend. We are pretty much like you and Grover. Just pals."
Percy stopped and looked around at him with an indifferent expression. "And I would care why?" He stated, then went to tear dummies apart again.
Jason looked after him with a sour expression.
Then he changed tactics.
"Leo also said that you probably only act so mean around me because you want my attention." He said, beginning to cut off dummy heads as well.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, and Leo also said that he thinks you aren't even doing it consciously." Jason continued in a light tone.
"Is that so. What else did Leo say?" Percy asked coolly and Jason had to suppress a smirk.
"Oh, this and that. He's actually pretty smart, you know? Even though he's barely away from his machines and rarely socializes with others, he's still a pretty kind and funny guy. His jokes might be a bit weird in the beginning, but you soon notice he really doesn't mean it bad at all. He just tries to cheer everybody around him up. He's pretty cool that way. And he's so talented as well-..."
"What do I care, Grace?! If you only came here to sweet-talk about your secret crush, you might as well leave. I'm quite-..."
"Secret crush? Really, Jackson?"
Jason could only stare at Percy, who seemed to be fuming.
He had stopped destroying dummies, instead standing there slightly trembling, glaring daggers at Jason.
"Shut up. What would you call it then? The way you look at him is obvious enough!"
Jason had to suppress a laugh.
Seriously?
Percy thought he had a thing for Leo? He would love to see Leo's reaction to that.
"Percy, we are just..."
"Friends? Course you are. And the way you seem to practically shine with joy when he walks in is because he's a friend too, right?"
Jason blinked.
Ok, weird. He was shining?
Probably because he'd been happy to see Leo out in the open again ever since that one he-had-no-idea-what-it-was-doing-machine had broken down.
"Percy..." He started, but Percy was completely on a roll now.
"I seriously don't know how I couldn't see it earlier. You even asked him to remove his clothes, didn't you? Bet you just acted all composed and whatnot and were completely hot for him beneath the facade."
Now that was going a bit far.
"Percy."
"And I bet you secretly hoped it would've been him who knocked on your door last night, too!"
"Percy!" Jason was right in front of him now, pushing him against the wall he'd been walking to while raging and held up his hands so he couldn't fight him again and escape.
Riptide was on the floor between their feet.
"Percy, shut up! Leo and I are best friends, nothing more. And I do not hold any romantic feelings toward him in any way. Nor does he for me. I did not get hot over him and do not think I ever will. I admit I expected it to be him last night, but I was thinking he probably would ask me to come collect Buford the table again or something. I also admit that I had originally hoped it would be you."
Percy was fighting against his grip until Jason finished the last sentence, then he looked around to Jason rather surprised.
"Really? Why?" He asked skeptically, his eyes fixed on Jason's face for any indicator he was lying.
Jason sighed. "Because…I…maybe…just a little bit…missed you…maybe…" He admitted, not meeting Percy's eyes.
Percy looked at him quietly for a moment, then turned his head sideways again.
"I don't care. Now let go of me."
"Percy!" Jason said exasperated and let his hands go, just to grab his chin and plant his lips onto Percy's.
Against Percy's will, Jason shoved his tongue into his mouth and started battling his tongue while pressing hard against the rest of Percy's body with his own.
"You are unbelievable. Thinking Leo and me would...gods no."
He said as he pulled back from the kiss, leaving Percy momentarily daze.
"Know this, Jackson. Just because I did something unusual with you, doesn't mean I'd do it with anybody. You hear me?"
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They were still so close together; Percy could feel Jason's breath on his face and looked up at him, trying to look less confused than he was.
Jason's eyes scanned over his face and he cursed under his breath before he leaned down again and kissed Percy once more.
This time Percy was actually ready for him and pushed back against him, taking control of this kiss at least.
He grabbed Jason and pushed him around at the wall instead of himself and was half expecting Jason to fight back in any way.
But instead, Jason just wrapped his arms around him and pulled him closer into the kiss.
That was fine by Percy, now taking advantage of being the boss and dominating Jason's mouth before parting from him and looking at his face with dazed eyes.
"Admit it, you love this." Percy breathed heavily at Jason, who looked at him huffing slightly, then a small smile hushed over his face.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. What are you going to do about it?"
Percy didn't reply, instead he let his hands glide beneath Jason's shirt and over his stomach muscles as he pressed his lips back onto Jason's.
His hands continued to move over Jason's front, making Jason shiver due to the heat radiating from Percy's touch.
His own hands were at Percy's sides, though he now began to move them up his back while he felt Percy pushing his body even more against his own.
Now he could feel something hard brush against his groin and had to smirk into the kiss.
"I think you love this much more than I do, though." Jason breathed as their lips parted.
Percy only looked at him dazed, enjoying the way Jason's voice sounded so soft and lusty.
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Then they heard footsteps rushing towards the training room and became painfully aware where they were and what the hell they were doing and what others would think if they found them like this.
Blinking at each other, the jumped apart, Percy grabbing hold of Riptide and Jason pulling out his gladius.
As the door opened, they were busily hacking away at each other again, though with flushed faces and tight pants.
"We've spotted land! Annabeth said it's got to be the island we've been heading for to find the parts for the repairing of the ship. She said you two should come too so we can discuss who does what." Piper called, standing in the doorway and looking at them.
Jason and Percy looked at her, still panting slightly.
"Sure, we'll be there in a moment." Jason called and Piper looked at them oddly for a moment, hesitating for a splint second, but then she nodded and left, letting the door close behind her again.
Percy heaved a relieved sigh and lowered his weapon.
Jason had already put his away, shaking his head and looking at the son of Poseidon.
"Seriously...we ought to-..." He wanted to say 'stop meeting like this', but Percy was already in front of him, kissing him once more.
Before Jason could do anything though, the dark-haired hero pulled back and was hurrying towards the door.
"Come on, Grace. Let's continue playing later. The ship's gotta be repaired!" He called over his shoulder and disappeared through the door.
Jason just shook his head and followed him.
Really?
It seemed to him like somebody didn't want their little make-out-sessions to stop.
Which was fine by him, really.
He was already looking forward to 'continue playing' later as well after all.