[ eudio has been both wonderfully freeing and horrifically suffocating for percy.
he's been ecstatic, devastated, furious, numb, just okay, and he's had the rug pulled out from under him one too many times. lucky for him, he's good at making the best of a bad situation. the puzzle of his life is finally back on track. the pieces are coming together almost magnetically, like they're searching for each other, unable to remain scattered. nico and annabeth both fit into it somehow, and right now he can't articulate why. maybe some day that will change and be magnificent, something beautiful, like how the ocean can either be dark and menacing, or bright and calm, and he needs both of them for different reasons. it can't be as black and white as having two arms and needing a person to occupy each one, can it?
percy doesn't think so.
that explanation is thoughtless and nothing about them feels meaningless.
there's at least a hundred species of fish swimming around them in this particular tank and percy is too distracted to care that he can hear some of them, or that he works here and that should probably make this a tiny bit weird. he doesn't know how to show nico that he's taking a chance on him, that he's willing to let him in, except by inviting him into his world and the things that matter to him. he's been to the underworld more times than he has ever wanted to and nico's never been to the bottom of the sea. there are too many unknown factors in the sea here to risk nico's safety, so this is as close as they can get, cheesy as it is.
he sucks at remembering anniversaries ( ask annabeth ) and he says some petty mindless things ( see: every day life ) but he's sort of a romantic. you know, when he remembers it's important.
nico parts his lips and percy inhales through his nose, holding his breath because he's definitely going to kiss him like he means it. he trades nico's hand ( one of them ) for the small of his back, determined to hold on when he deepens their kiss by brushing his tongue against nico's. desperation doesn't drive him now, it's something else. ]
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he's been ecstatic, devastated, furious, numb, just okay, and he's had the rug pulled out from under him one too many times. lucky for him, he's good at making the best of a bad situation. the puzzle of his life is finally back on track. the pieces are coming together almost magnetically, like they're searching for each other, unable to remain scattered. nico and annabeth both fit into it somehow, and right now he can't articulate why. maybe some day that will change and be magnificent, something beautiful, like how the ocean can either be dark and menacing, or bright and calm, and he needs both of them for different reasons. it can't be as black and white as having two arms and needing a person to occupy each one, can it?
percy doesn't think so.
that explanation is thoughtless and nothing about them feels meaningless.
there's at least a hundred species of fish swimming around them in this particular tank and percy is too distracted to care that he can hear some of them, or that he works here and that should probably make this a tiny bit weird. he doesn't know how to show nico that he's taking a chance on him, that he's willing to let him in, except by inviting him into his world and the things that matter to him. he's been to the underworld more times than he has ever wanted to and nico's never been to the bottom of the sea. there are too many unknown factors in the sea here to risk nico's safety, so this is as close as they can get, cheesy as it is.
he sucks at remembering anniversaries ( ask annabeth ) and he says some petty mindless things ( see: every day life ) but he's sort of a romantic. you know, when he remembers it's important.
nico parts his lips and percy inhales through his nose, holding his breath because he's definitely going to kiss him like he means it. he trades nico's hand ( one of them ) for the small of his back, determined to hold on when he deepens their kiss by brushing his tongue against nico's. desperation doesn't drive him now, it's something else. ]