SITTER'S LOVE - Nico!Babysitter, Percy!Teacher-father - Chapter XXVII And Chapter XXVIII
SITTER'S LOVE - Nico!Babysitter, Percy!Teacher-father - Chapter XXVII and Chapter XXVIII
Previous chapters: CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / / CHAPTER III, CHAPTER IV e CHAPTER V / Chapter VI e Chapter VII / Chapter VIII e Chapter IX / Chapter X, Chapter XI, Chapter XII e Chapter XIII / Chapter XIV / Chapter XV / Chapter XVI e Chapter XVII / Chapter XVIII and Chapter XIX / Chapter XX and Chapter XXI / Chapter XXII and Chapter XXIII / Chapter XXIV, Chapter XXV and Chapter XXVI
Chapter XXVII
Nico rang the doorbell and swore to himself that today was the day. Percy opened the door and smiled at him, and for a moment it was like everything had returned to normal, he could even visualize Percy bending down and hugging him tightly. But then the spell was broken and Percy looked away, closing the door behind them. No “good morning” or “how are the therapy sessions going?” Percy just turned his back on Nico and walked towards the kitchen, forcing him to follow him through the entrance hall, the living room and finally the kitchen and dining room.
It seemed that in the end nothing but Percy's behavior had changed. As most of the time, the children were already at the table, Percy pulled out a chair inviting him to sit, and without looking at him, he sat next to Percy, all while remaining silent. This would be the perfect moment, wouldn't it? Everyone ate calmly, seeming to be more asleep than awake.
Turning to the side, Nico looked at Percy who was already looking back at him.
“Yes?” Percy murmured, as if Nico had asked a question. Was he that obvious? Or was Percy just paying attention? And besides, should he be happy that Percy still cared? Or should he be irritated that he felt watched? Nico shook his head and denied it. The truth was, he didn’t know what to say. Would it be fair for him to accuse Percy of something when Percy was doing exactly what he had asked?
"It's nothing," He said back. "Do you still need me to sleep here on Friday?”
Percy made a confused face and he found himself smiling.
"Your parents' event?”
"Damn! I forgot their anniversary present. They've been married for thirty years.”
"That’s cool. I’m glad you have two days until then." Nico suggested discreetly.
Percy opened his eyes wide and jumped out of his chair, as if he had been shocked. However, it was Nico who was shocked. Percy grabbed him by the back of the neck, kissed his cheek and murmured, “Thank you, baby.”
Distracted, Percy disappeared from the dining room faster than Nico could follow, leaving only the sound of the front door slamming shut along with his heart beating rapidly. For some reason, Nico felt bad, like he had done something wrong. And according to the doctor, if something seemed wrong and he wasn't sure, it was better not to do it. Or at least to analyze whether he could face the consequences.
So, the solution was to pretend that nothing had happened, avoid the curious gaze of the children and spend the rest of the day thinking about what had happened. Relief soon came when it was time to take them to school. He studied a little during the rest of the morning and helped the cook make lunch. Nico knew it wasn't part of his job as a caregiver, but it calmed him, made him relax while the sound of pots and pans and the voice of Beca, the head chef, kept him company.
It was time to pick up the kids once again and dinner began. It was another day that Percy would arrive late, probably after dinner, and that was okay. Percy always showed up before the kids went to bed, and there’s nothing wrong with that. The problem was all his when, watching a series with them, the three of them fell asleep under the light of the television, the darkness of the early evening and the sound of the actors' voices slowly lulling them. When Nico realized the time, it was another one of those days when he had slept past work, the clock hands showing fifty past nine. He rubbed his eyes to see better and saw that the kids were still sleeping, resting on his shoulders, their arms crossed over his belly, as though he were their teddy bear.
"Comfortable?" Percy asked him. He sat on the couch and watched him from there, his arms crossed and legs apart, sitting in the dark, analyzing him, while his green eyes passed over the scene of him and the children, sleeping together and peacefully.
"Sorry, I ended up falling asleep." Nico cringed and looked at the children in his arms, feeling embarrassed, like a little boy who had done something naughty.
"Why are you still here?" Percy said.
"I know I shouldn't have fallen asleep, but--”
"No, what are you still doing working here. Didn't I give you enough money? Do you need more?”
That's when Nico realized, Percy wasn't accusing him. He was being sincere and asking if Nico needed help. Nico denied it, he wouldn't need money for a long time.
"So, what's the problem? I know that the universities are still accepting applications.”
“I…”
"Isn't that why you're here? To make money?" Percy insisted. The man didn't move or try to comfort Nico like he would have before, Percy just stared at him seriously and intensely, waiting for an answer.
"I don’t need money." With a clear and concise voice, Nico decided to be honest, but he couldn’t look at him while he said it.
"So, what do you need?”
Nico found himself smiling, this was so cliché! Did Percy expect him to say “what I need is you”? He couldn’t do that.
"I don’t need anything. I want…" Nico raised his head and forced himself to say: "I wanted to spend some more time with the children before I leave.”
Percy stood up and gave him one of those crooked smiles. However, this was one of the worst he had ever seen. It was cynical and mean, full of bad intentions.
"I understand. The children will be very sad to see you go.”
"Are you… firing me?" Nico asked in disbelief.
“Nico,” Percy said. He walked around the coffee table, stopped right next to Nico, and bent down until he was at the right height, touching him gently. First in his hair, then sliding his hands down to rest on his neck. “You can’t keep wasting your time here. You deserve better than to be catering to the whims of a rich man.”
Was Percy talking about himself? And admitting that he was playing with him?
"I know I can be stubborn and bossy. I like things my way and I can't stand being rejected. But this isn't about me, it's about your future. When are you going to start thinking more about yourself and less about others? Can you promise me that?”
"Promise what?" Nico said, too distracted by Percy's closeness. It was the result of those hands stroking the back of his neck.
"That you will do what is best for you. That you will follow your heart.”
"Percy." Nico didn't know what to say. Why was this happening?
"I'll be honest, I have contacts at the college. I know classes start next month. Why don't you stop by? I'm sure they'll help you.”
"You are… I can't accept this.”
"Why not? You already have a guaranteed spot. I'll just speed up the process.”
"Do you want to get rid of me that much? I didn't mean to hurt you.”
"Don't be silly, you didn't hurt me, you just hurt my pride. I'll survive.”
Nico found himself smiling again, Percy's sincerity always amused him.
"Are you… sure? I didn’t expect things to get this complicated.”
"Don't worry, I get it. You don't want to be with me. I'm big enough to take a no.”
"No, I didn't mean to--”
"So, it's decided. This will be your last week, they expect you on Monday morning.”
Percy stood up, taking his heat away from him and Nico fell back, sinking into the beanbag.
"So mean." Alice muttered against Nico’s shoulder.
"Bad daddy." Logan agreed from the other side.
Nico could only sigh and help them up, while he put away their notebooks, books and pens. Nico put them to bed and escaped downstairs before Percy had the idea of taking him home.
Chapter XXVIII
"So, it's decided. This will be your last week, they expect you on Monday morning.”
Percy stood up, taking his heat away from him and Nico fell back, sinking into the beanbag.
"So mean." Alice muttered against Nico’s shoulder.
"Bad daddy." Logan agreed from the other side.
He sighed and helped them up. The three of them, in a joint effort, put away their notebooks, gathered their books, and put their pens inside their pencil cases. Then, taking the children's hands, Nico led them to their beds, covered them with the sheets, and escaped the house before Percy had the idea of driving him home. Unfortunately, Nico had the misfortune of findingJason in the living room waiting for him when he arrived at the apartment, exactly as a good, responsible adult would wait for his child who had broken curfew.
"How was your day? Did anything different happen?" He heardJason say as he walked past the living room, heading straight to the kitchen, trying to avoid the questionnaire. AndJason? He went straight to the microwave, pressed a few buttons and then brought out a bowl of pasta with sugo sauce, one of his favorite dishes.
"Hm." Nico murmured, without confirming anything. He accepted the food, almost putting his head inside the plate.
"Nico, what's going on? Why did Percy call me asking me to help you move out?”
“I knew it!” he thought triumphantly, even though Nico didn’t feel victorious at all.
"He fired me.”
“Why?”
"Do you remember about my scholarship?”
"I remember."Jason confirmed.
"It's still available.”
"Didn't you need money for the expenses?”
"Yes." Nico lowered his head, feeling embarrassed to say the rest.
“So?”
"I have the money. It will probably last the entire course. I think there is still some left for a P.H.D.”
He watchedJason's face change from concern to a familiar mocking smile.
"Oh, you mean he gave you all that money?”
"Not exactly. I worked a lot of overtime. Sometimes I slept overnight. I stayed up late…”
"I know, you are a model worker. We should all strive to be like you!”
"Blake! I didn't ask him to give me any money!”
"But you feel bad anyway.”
Nico nodded, defeated. He felt like he was selling himself, this exchange that was supposed to be between employer and employee far more intimate and intense than was advisable.
"What do I do? Give him his money back?”
"I can't tell you what to do.”
“But?”
"You are so close to achieving your dream. Why don't you think of it as a loan from a friend who cares? There's nothing stopping you from paying it back when you can.”
"Maybe. So… why do I still feel so bad? It's like he's paying for something I can't offer.”
“Ah,”Jason murmured, seeming to understand. “The solution might be to walk away from him.”
Nico nodded once more and lowered his head to the table. He had thought about this before, it was what he had been trying to do for the past few days. For some reason, this distance between him and Percy also felt wrong, like something was missing. Why did everything have to be so complicated? Why did he have to leave behind all the people he loved the most?
“What’s wrong, Nico?” This timeJason’s voice was soft, his hand resting on his arm.
"Why does this have to happen? Why do I have to stay away from everyone?”
"Everyone?”
"Percy, my father, my family. Why?”
"Do you miss them? Your family?”
Nico didn't answer, but it was obvious. He just buried his head deeper into his arms and pushed the food away, trying to take a deep breath.
"It's okay. You don't have to avoid them if you don't want to, just a little distance is enough.”
"Just a little?" Nico didn't know if he understood.
"You know, I still visit Zeus. I have dinner with him every week.”
"He… he’s a horrible person.”
"He is, but he's my father and I miss him.”
"Does Thalia know about this?”
"She knows. She respects my decision.”
"I don't feel comfortable with that.”
"Are you uncomfortable or do you want to get revenge on them for everything they did to you?”
He lifted his head and stared atJason.
"You can forgive them or not, that's your choice. Wanting them to suffer as much as you suffered is not healthy.”
"I don't want that. I never wanted it.”
“Not consciously,”Jason told him in a patient tone. “Our subconscious mind likes to play tricks on us. The important thing here is that you feel happy and satisfied with your life. Do you miss them? Go visit them. Do you feel hurt? Walk away. Sometimes we have to choose between what’s right and what’s good for us, even if it hurts other people.”
When he just looked at his friend,Jason smiled at him and gently touched his shoulder.
"I want you to think about this. Right now, what makes you feel good? Is it giving Percy his money back or following your dream?”
There was something there that Nico had never thought about.
***
A few days later, Nico was still thinking about whatJason had suggested. What made him happy? Wasn't it strange that he had never thought about it? He kept wondering what Hades would do if he knew how he lived, if Will would be mad if he did what he wanted, he even remembered wondering if Bianca and Hazel would approve of his decision. Now, asking himself that question, wondering what made him happy, hadn't crossed his mind untilJason pointed it out to his face. He just wanted some peace, whatever came of it was a bonus.
The door opened and Percy smiled at him, hugging him tightly, just like Percy used to do before all this drama happened, and he, putting his worries aside, decided that enjoying that moment, melting against his broad chest, was the best thing he could do in that situation. Did Percy and his big hugs make him happy? Much more than Nico could explain. But then, why did he feel so sad?
"Am I a happy person?" He asked Percy when the man released him and closed the door.
Percy slowly turned towards him and looked at him strangely, still smiling, and ruffled his black hair, shaking his head.
"You don't know if you're happy? I would say yes. But only you can answer that." Percy looked at him once more and finally looked worried. "Are you okay?”
Nico didn't know how to respond. So he looked down, feeling strangely embarrassed.
"It's nothing.Jason told me something last night…”
"Is that so?”
"Whether I do what makes me happy or whether I do what other people expect of me." He looked at him and asked again: "Do you think I do what other people want me to do?”
"Nico, I don't want you to feel bad. It's not exactly a bad thing.”
"Oh." Nico murmured, half numb.
"You rarely say no to anyone and you always help everyone. You are someone who likes to feel useful. There is nothing wrong with that. But, yes, I think it is a good question. What makes you happy? For a long time I did what would make my parents happy. It did not turn out well for me. Even though I am in a privileged position right now.”
“I understand.”
"Doing what other people want for a while doesn't mean you have to do it forever.”
Well, it made sense. That's what was happening, wasn't it? He'd done what his family wanted for a long time, and now he was free to go his own way.
"You're right." Nico said to Percy. Nico hugged him tightly around the neck and kissed the face he loved to look at so much. "You always say the right thing.”
"It's a talent " Percy murmured back, hugging him equally tightly around the waist, almost lifting him off the ground. "Unfortunately, we have a change of plans.”
"Hmm?" Nico questioned, confused by the abrupt change.
"My parents want to see the children.”
"I know." He could already imagine the situation. "I don't have any clothes.”
"Of course! How could I forget?”
Percy pulled him by the hand and right there in the middle of the living room were three-foot-long racks filled with suits, blazers, and full-length coats. All of them appeared to be his size. He had forgotten how manipulative Percy could be; it was so obvious that this had been planned that it made his blood boil.
"Percy Jackson!”
Nico marched the rest of the distance to the clothes and checked them, they still had the store tag on them. A very exclusive and expensive one at that.
"Did you like it? If you want, you can take home what we don't use today.”
You know what was the most ridiculous thing? Percy's posture. He had a straight spine, a puffed-out chest, and a bright smile on his lips. And to top it all off, Nico could hear the children's voices laughing from the kitchen.
"When did you have time to buy all this?”
"It was nothing, just a phone call.”
"You're kidding me, aren't you?”
Percy scratched his head and looked at Nico, pretending to be embarrassed.
"Would you believe me if I told you that the clothes were lost in our wardrobe?”
"No." Nico heard another pair of laughs and couldn't hold it in. "And you guys, what are you doing, hiding there?”
The children came running and hugged him around the waist, happy and content.
"Yesterday when you left early, we stopped by the mall and bought half a store!" Logan said excitedly. "It's our gift to you.”
"Don't be mad at Daddy." Alice finished for Logan.
This was a plot against him.
"That's not fair. How could I be mad at you?”
"So, did you like it?" Percy asked again, calm and smiling. But the way he looked at him was as if… as if Percy had found something very interesting; which made him uncomfortable and, at the same time, happy.
"If you think you can buy me because of what you did… you don't have to. It's okay. It was my decision, you just respected me.”
"Nico, I'm not trying to buy you. It's just a gesture of gratitude. You've done a lot for our family. We want to reward you.”
"I don't need that. Seeing you happy is enough for me.”
"We know." Alice said.
Nico looked at Alice and saw that she was already looking at him. She had changed so much that he was even surprised; it seemed magical the way the little girl who hid behind her long black hair transformed into this confident teenager who faced her problems head on.
"We'll never forget you!" Logan said. "And you have to promise to call.”
Nico smiled at them and waved, trying not to show how much more their words meant, something that those clothes that must have cost an entire year of his pay, could never compare.
“I promise.”
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THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER III
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The bell rang just as Nico yawned, making him bringing a hand to his mouth.
“Do you want to go home?” Percy asked, pausing to write on the physics question sheet momentarily, seeming to think seriously about something to hurriedly get back to writing, without taking his attention away from the task, all while holding it in one of his hands, as if Nico were going to leave any minute now. running in case Percy wasn't there to stop him. It was almost funny, both of them sitting in a circle of six or seven people on the library floor while he watched Percy do all the heavy lifting.
He wanted to tell Percy that he wasn't tired, that it was just jet lag. Even though he arrived two or three days ago, he still hadn't got used to it and he’d barely been able to sleep the previous nights, not to mention the climate which was much milder than in Italy, the cold weather making him sleepy and slow. The problem was, Percy said that it would be ten minutes that turned into thirty and now, an hour and half later, sitting in the middle of his classmates, they were solving the questions that the teacher had given them. He knew he should be helping Percy with the task, just like the others were doing, working in pairs, but as Percy seemed happy to write alone, Nico let Percy enjoy himself, watching the serious and concentrated expression on his friend's face that finally raised his face and looked at him, smiling, as if only at that moment Percy had remembered Nico's presence.
"Sorry. I always end up doing these things by myself. I don't have the patience to wait around.”
Percy was right. The people around were writing, but they were also talking in low voices, discret but obvious.
"I promised. Let's go.”
“You can finish, I don't care.”
"I have finished.”
Percy was right once again, Nico peeked at the sheet in Percy's lap and saw that all the questions were filled with complete answers.
"Do you want to take it home and study?"
“No, thank you.”
So he got to his feet, Percy behind him, and supporting him from behind, Percy put the sheet into his bag. Nobody seemed to see them leave, only the librarian greeted them on the way out and finally they were free; the late afternoon sun was still shining, bringing some of the humidity and warmth that he missed so much. Satisfied, Nico took a few steps out of the halls towards the open courtyard and closed his eyes, letting the sun's rays gently warm his skin. Of course, soon Percy was at his side, holding his hand, as he always had. Percy's presence was always comforting, even if he could feel his friend's gaze on him.
"What?” Nico had to ask, eyes still closed.
"I held you captive, didn't I?"
"Don’t be ridiculous.” Nico nearly rolled his eyes in impatience, wanting to get out of there, but felling content in spending a few more minutes in the sun.
"Don’t get mad at me.”
“I'm not.” He almost didn't care about what Percy said, feeling the teasing tone returning with force. Because, in the end, he knew that what Percy wanted was attention.
“Hmm, no. It can't stay like this.”
Nico opened his eyes and saw that, without realizing it, they were already in the school's parking lot. That had been his biggest mistake, while he was distracted by the clear skies and nice weather, he'd missed the moment when Percy had cornered him against the wall of the parking lot and lifted his own hands and… and shoved them against his belly and abdomen, starting a tickle war. He couldn't remember the last time someone had the nerve to do that to him. In fact, Percy had been the last one, two years ago, before he traveled far away. Back then, when Nico was quiet for too long this was Percy's favorite tactic to get him to talk or react; he had to admit, he didn't miss this humiliating torture, but the touch was welcome. Contradictory, no? It seemed that anything Percy did at that moment would be welcomed.
"Percy Jackson!” He squeaked and uncoiled himself from Percy's grasp, running away from those long restless fingers. Of course he would have no peace! Percy came running after him, laughing like a maniac and with legs twice as long as his. Percy in mere minutes reached him, holding him by the waist.
"Ni-coo…" And okay, now that he analyzed things… they didn't have the most innocent banter, because the way Percy held him tight, back to chest and mouth right next to his ear… that was exactly how things used to happen in the past.
"I forgive you! I forgive you.”
"Realy? You're not saying this to then get back at me in slow and cruel ways?”
"I would never do that!”
“Liar.” Percy said in the same sweet, quiet way against his skin, looking like he wasn't going to let go of him anytime soon.
“Percy! We are not children anymore!”
"That’s very true. I don’t feel like a kid.” Percy murmured again and gave a dry chuckle that made the hairs on the back of Nico’s neck stand up. That is, before Percy turned him around and walked even closer to him, touching his forehead his own. And maybe, this gesture would be something common when they were away from prying eyes, under the covers, in the thousands times he slept at Percy's house, since only the maids and Bianca would be waiting for him at home. When they were little, it seemed kind of affectionate and innocent, but now… well… it still seemed affectionate. "Do you want dinner? The restaurant is still open.”
But how could he think about food when they were so close, breathing each other's air? When Percy's hands were on his waist and in his hair, not allowing him to look away? When Percy hugged him so tight? Their bodies pressed together and even through their clothes he could feel Percy's heat.
"Nico… Niccolas…" Why did Percy have to whisper his name like that? Why did he have to touch him like that? So strong and steady, as if he feared he was going to disappear at any moment. He… he didn't know if he was ready.
So close now... Percy's head came towards his and... and... and he let out a breath, closing his eyes.
"Food. Food is good. Right?” He swallowed hard for a moment, but when Percy did nothing but keep hugging him without moving any closer, Nico opened his eyes, seeing his intense eyes on him, burning like flames.
"You are afraid of me.” It was a statement, the light in Percy's eyes seeming to fade along with his playful smile.
"No… I don't… I'm just… not ready?"
"That's right? Or is it something else? I don't want to be one of those people.”
He understood what Percy meant. Percy would never do something to abuse his trust even if he tried. He trusted Percy, it was himself that Nico didn't trust. If he was already like this in less than twenty four hours around Percy, what would happen if he got carried away? He feared… that the obsession would return even more intense than before.
"Can we take it slow?" Nico finally managed to spit it out, feeling himself shudder.
"Sure. Everything you want.” And Percy seemed to mean it.
Percy watched him for a few more moments, as if deciding something important and took a step back, just enough to grab his waist and guide him to the car that was parked near the exit of the parking lot.
Percy opened the door for him, grabbed both of their backpacks and placed them in the backseat, quickly coming around to sit beside him, looking anxious. It wasn't that anxiety of the kind of person who was angry or irritated, it was more… someone who was full of energy and didn't know what to do with it. All Nico could do was to relax against the car seat and rest his head on the window, maybe by the time they arrived at the restaurant the tension he felt would have run off.
***
"What do you think?”
It was a very warm and welcoming place, the decor was done simply and in comfortable red tones, like something he would have seen in his deceased grandmother's house a few years ago. He felt like sitting in one of the armchairs near the reception, making himself a hot chocolate and sitting by the fireplace with a blanket over his shoulders.
"I liked.”
“I have a reservation.” Percy said all proud. It was six o'clock sharp, which meant that Percy had planned this whole thing, killing time at school to get him there on time.
"What do I do with you, huh?"
“How about saying, 'Thanks, Percy. You are so generous.”
"Is this how you hit on people?"
"It's working?”
Nico sighed and accepted the hand Percy offered, guiding him towards the maitre. The place was too specific. Other people their age probably wouldn't like the place as much as Nico had. The worst part was that he didn't hate it at all, Nico appreciated the effort Percy had put into finding something so… so like him, like he'd found a little piece of Italy just to make him feel better.
“You didn't have to.”
“I wanted you to feel welcome.” He didn't need to look at Percy to understand what those words really meant, because what Percy really meant was "I want you to feel at home so you never have to leave me."
He didn't know since when everything was so obvious. Every word and every gesture. It was like they were dancing, as if they knew each step and were just waiting for the music to end before finally… yeah, okay. He then lifted his head and faced Percy who at that moment seemed like the most perfect man in the whole world, the one Nico had always dreamed of having; kind, understanding, handsome, well dressed, so tall and strong he knew he'd never have to worry about defending himself again. But Percy had always been like that, the perfect prince. In the end, it really was obvious, wasn't it? That was the reason for his problem. No matter who he looked for, Nico would always end up in this same place, looking for Percy in every face. Maybe he should just… stop looking elsewhere.
"We can go home if you want." Percy told him, now stopping in front of him. He must have been making a fool of himself again, looking at Percy without saying anything.
“No, we can eat.” When the smile returned to Percy’s face, he knew he had made the right choice.
They followed the maitre down the row of tables until they climbed a pair of stairs and then entered a room that was larger than the floor below but emptier, filled with small round tables and more private ones at the back of the room next to large windows that let in daylight, but as night began to fall, aromatic candles were already lit out in the middle of the table.
"I hope you gentlemen approve the seats?" They waved and were soon offered the menu.
The truth was, Nico wasn't interested in food, that wasn't why they were there. Or was it? So he had decided, he would let Percy tell him.
"What do you want?” Percy asked, hands gripping the menu, but his eyes were on his, eyes that looked greener than ever under the candlelight, the dim night making the atmosphere even more intimate and personal.
"I don't know, a wine? You choose.”
Percy stared at him for a moment, seeming to consider the answer, and moved a little closer, putting an arm around his shoulder and closing the rest of the distance between them.
“I wanted to talk about us.”
“I know that.”
“I just…need to know.”
"I know that.”
“It's been ten years in this. I need to know.”
And Percy was right. They were so little and innocent back then, and then... then they were still little, but not so innocent until... until he freaked out and then Percy freaked out and he left without telling anyone. So, out of nowhere, and just as he did, out of nowhere, Percy had called him, so different from what Nico knew and so familiar at the same time that it left him confused for a long time. He remembered that for long months he only had the energy to fulfill his obligations and cling to these daily calls until he knew what to do. And here they were, practically in the same place, the difference was that now they understood what the consequences would be, no matter what the decision at the end.
"I like you.” Nico dicided for the simpler answer. He admitted that he wasn't the most assertive person or make the best choices.
“That's not what I asked.”
"I don't know. I miss you. That's enough?”
" No.” Percy said it all so seriously that he kind of... wanted to laugh. Or moan. Maybe it was a little bit of both. Nobody could blame him for that.
“So, it's up to you.”
“Nico! You said you weren't ready!”
"I'm not. I will never be. I don't want to destroy what we have. I really don't want a relationship. But…”
"Why do you have to be so confusing!"
“It's not about sex. That's the easy part.”
“Nico, I know. What can I do for you to--"
"Gods, Percy! I am the problem. I'm very unstable. You don't want to walk around with a time bomb in your pocket, do you?”
“Baby, you can explode whenever you want, as long as you explode with me.”
Nico moaned and put his hands to his face, this was ridiculous! They both knew why he was gone and they knew perfectly well why he had come back. Nico was still getting used to the idea that this time he had nowhere to run when his feelings erupted everywhere, forcing Percy to pick up the pieces.
"Can you be serious for five minutes?"
“I know all that, darling. Every little thing you think you can hide from me.”
"It will be worse than before!"
“You said I could decide.”
"Yes, but-- I want to take it slow."
"Then, let me decide. I just need your permission.”
“Permission to do what?”
Nico watched in slow motion as the hand that had been around his shoulder traveled to the back of his neck, massaging the spot, and gently pulling him closer, tilting his head until it reached just the right position for Percy's lips to finally come down against his in the sweetest, most innocent kiss he'd ever tasted.
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What did you think? I already warn you that the surprises will keep coming and that Percy and Nico are not exactly nice. Like, they're rich and that will become clearer later on. I hope it's been fun. Comments are always welcome. See you next week.
Okay, so, looks like Google Docs might actually start implementing their rule about not sharing explicit content. (This includes writing.) How in the ever loving fuck am I supposed to back up 1,000+ stories that equate to 3 million+ words into fucking Microsoft Word????? And efficiently, for that matter?! HELP.
why is he like this
Jenna, I'm not gonna lie to you. I have felt things these past few weeks that I didn't know I could feel anymore. But I have realized in these past few days...you can't just turn back time. Why not?
13 Going on 30 (2004) dir. Gary Winick
So fucking funy! Can I just leave hickey?
@haiseiscute333 @gutsnoir @language-of-blueberries
ⓘ You can Bite your Friends.
Talk #1
Oii, como vai? Tenho alguns capítulos já prontos e estou chegando num momento mais smutt, então, eu queria saber se alguém gostaria de ver algo especifico? Ou algo que combine com eles? Se você tiver alguma sugestão vou ficar feliz em saber^^
Hi, how's going? I have a few chapters ready and I'm getting to a more smutt moment, so I was wondering if anyone would like to see something specific? Or something that matches their personalities? If you have any suggestions I'll be happy to hear^^
*deep breath*
Dark Starker
So writers joke a lot about "drinking the tears of our readers", but I want to be so honest with you when I tell you that making you cry isn't our real goal. Making you feel is.
Kicking your feet? Giggling? Can't stop smiling? And yes, crying? Feeling anything, everything. That's our goal. That means we did The Job.
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Sejam bem-vindos! Olá, esse é meu blog pessoal. Escrevo fanfics Pernico/Nicercy e orginais, e reblogo alguns posts de vez em quando. História Atual Não há lugar como o Lar - versão em Portugues There's no Place like home - English version Resumo: Nico está voltando da Itália depois de passar dois anos por lá e encontra Percy, o melhor amigo que ele deixou para trás, mas que manteve contato nesse tempo afastado. O resto se desenvolve a partir desse reencontro. Se você quiser saber o que eu escrevo, siga a tag #my writing
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