[ kicked off of dry ingredient duty, he rolls his eyes and and reaches for an egg ( leaning over only to glance at how many are required ) and to his credit, he doesn't get raw eggs all over the counter. he doesn't spill the milk or oil either! he pours them on into the designated well that Nico's made and shuffles away, only far enough to retrieve the bottle of food coloring. this is probably around the time to add it. all the steps seem familiar enough. he unscrews the cap and frowns, pausing to try and answer that remark. ]
Yeah, you didn't make it easy on me. [ nobody did. ] You were so angry all the time and I didn't know what to say to you. I could barely look at you without thinking about how I failed you. And after that when I thought we could be friends, well, you were there. You know what happened. I don't blame you, Nico. If it were my mom, I probably would have done a lot worse. [ he pours a little splash of food coloring in and makes a grimace. a look of is that enough?? before he sets the bottle down.
it's moments like these ( the quiet ones ) when Nico says something like that where Percy has no choice but to become aware of how close they're standing together. ] What, with just the two of us?
[ uh, he doesn't mean it like that. please don't read into that reaction too much, Nico. ]
It is kind of nice. We have the chance to get to know each other outside of how we'd react in life or death situations. I never thought we'd be making breakfast together.
Mix everything together now, until the batter is smooth, and I'll get the pan started.
[ it's a temporary diversion tactic nico makes intentionally, almost not wanting to think about what percy's saying. it had nearly torn his heart to shreds bringing percy to his father that day in the underworld, even when he'd thought his father wouldn't hurt percy. but his father turning against him hadn't hurt nearly as much as losing percy's trust. hearing now that percy doesn't blame him makes something in his chest tighten and he has to swallow hard around the lump threatening to form in his throat.
so he distracts himself by grabbing a pan and coating it with a good amount of cooking spray before setting it on the burner. once done, there's nothing left to do but turn back towards where percy is and check on the son of poseidon. ]
Yeah. [ quietly as he gazes down into the bowl of batter, unwilling to lift his gaze to percy's. ]
I never thought we'd do anything like this together. Maybe... maybe we could do it more often?
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Yeah, you didn't make it easy on me. [ nobody did. ] You were so angry all the time and I didn't know what to say to you. I could barely look at you without thinking about how I failed you. And after that when I thought we could be friends, well, you were there. You know what happened. I don't blame you, Nico. If it were my mom, I probably would have done a lot worse. [ he pours a little splash of food coloring in and makes a grimace. a look of is that enough?? before he sets the bottle down.
it's moments like these ( the quiet ones ) when Nico says something like that where Percy has no choice but to become aware of how close they're standing together. ] What, with just the two of us?
[ uh, he doesn't mean it like that. please don't read into that reaction too much, Nico. ]
It is kind of nice. We have the chance to get to know each other outside of how we'd react in life or death situations. I never thought we'd be making breakfast together.
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[ it's a temporary diversion tactic nico makes intentionally, almost not wanting to think about what percy's saying. it had nearly torn his heart to shreds bringing percy to his father that day in the underworld, even when he'd thought his father wouldn't hurt percy. but his father turning against him hadn't hurt nearly as much as losing percy's trust. hearing now that percy doesn't blame him makes something in his chest tighten and he has to swallow hard around the lump threatening to form in his throat.
so he distracts himself by grabbing a pan and coating it with a good amount of cooking spray before setting it on the burner. once done, there's nothing left to do but turn back towards where percy is and check on the son of poseidon. ]
Yeah. [ quietly as he gazes down into the bowl of batter, unwilling to lift his gaze to percy's. ]
I never thought we'd do anything like this together. Maybe... maybe we could do it more often?