LEO'S POV
I could feel the sweat trickling down my face, it came in beads from my forehead before running down my face, lingering at my chin and dropping onto the floor. The sweat was a bit like tears really, my tears did the same, I should know shouldn't I. Every break makes me remember and collapse on the floor with desperation so I don't have breaks, just a lot of coffee. I licked my lips, they were dry and cracked, I could taste the gross salty taste of sweat and tear that had stayed on my lips throughout the two days without sleep or brakes. The ship was almost prepared, a week and a half before scheduled. I smiled at the though. My heart was the power behind this.
I wiped the back of an oily hand across my face, it reminded me of the oblivious time with Nico:
"You have oil on your nose." He laughed, his normally cold stare turned into a child's laugh,
"What? Where?" I replied,
"Right... There." He said rubbing it off of my nose, are noses so close they were touching and our breath mixing with each other.
"Nico! Where the Underworld are you? We need to go." Yelled Hazel through the door. Nico looked into my eyes, winked, put his cold glare on and walked out of the room.
"Leo, please." Piper had come back, she made a habit of checking on him, he was fine.
"Piper, I am fine, stop worrying." He told her sternly,
"No, you are not, now eat!" She told him, placing a plate of food in front of him,
"I'm not hungry!" Leo demanded, trying to get Pipers iron grip off of his arm,
"You are eating." Piper yelled, adding charm speak, Leo sat down and started eating before snapping out of the trace and getting up to work again,
"Leo." She growled. He glared at her, tears dancing in his vision but he refused to cry in front of her, in front of anyone because he made a fool out of himself a couple days ago,
"Go." He told her,
"But Leo-"
"GO!" He yelled, she bowed her head and left. As soon as she left he collapsed in a pile of broken heartedness, "Nico." He sighed, "What have you done to me?"