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By mirandaxbaty

Trigger warnings: contains smut

NICO POV

Will has been gone since August of last year and I really do miss him terribly. The whole camp has noticed how down I am, but I don't think many question it, I tend to be like that all the time. The only time I'm not like that, is when Will is here.

The two of us have been together for 3 years and we still haven't told the camp. I think most of them know though... I don't really know how... We tried really hard to keep it a secret too. We were never affectionate in public... Well. There was that one time Will decided to give me a bomb ass hand job under the table at dinner. That was really hard to control.

But other than that we were really secretive. But today is the day that Will is coming back from Med-School. To make it worse, I can't really show how excited I am to see him when he first gets here. We can't be too suspicious.

To be honest, I don't know why we haven't told the camp. It's not like they won't accept us, we just haven't come around to telling them yet. Maybe I'll talk to him about that...

I look up from my sketch that I'm doing of Will when I sense someone coming near me. When I focus on who is coming I see that it's is just Jason. I was kind of hoping it was Will even though I know he won't be here until much later.

"Hey Nico! Are you excited for Will to be back?" He asks with a look in his eyes. I think he may be the one person who really knows.

"Yeah I guess." I shrug nonchalantly, even though I want to scream about how excited I am.

"Oh. Well I guess I'll see you later." Jason says seeming sad. He walks off and I resume the drawing of Will.

I just need to finish the outline of his leg and I can get right onto shading. I continue on with my drawing, perfecting it, for hours sitting under the oak tree.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when my sister, Hazel walks up to me to tell me that Will should be here within 20 minutes. I start to pack up my pencils and sketchbook and head to Half-blood hill with her. On the way it's mostly silent with the occasional comment on how we had been lately.

Her and Frank had come in today for their monthly visit from Camp Jupiter. Eventually we make it to the hill just to see a taxi pulling up at the base of the hill. I let out a small smile, but quickly wipe it away. I can't let them know I'm happy about this.

Will gets out of the car and my jaw nearly hits the floor. He's gotten taller. Or hotter. Maybe both. Maybe not. It might just be because I haven't seen him in 9 months. He smiles at our group of friends that have gathered to greet him. His eyes lingering on me slightly longer than the rest.

Everyone bombards him with questions about school and how he has been. If he has someone special. But all the while I spend my time checking him out while all the attention is on him. He's wearing dark blue shorts and a light purple v neck shirt that has an eye chart reading,
'I F
Y O U
C A N R E A D
T H I S J U S T F I N E
I W O U L D S A Y T H A T
Y O U A R E C H E C K I N G M E O U T',
but as you go along it gets smaller.

Then I realize that I had just read it all and he got me with his dumb joke. I roll my eyes and study his face.

He seems happy. Which makes me happy. When people talk to him about medical things his face lights up. When he smiles his eyes scrunch up and his nose turns lightly under. His freckles look like they are dancing in the sunlight.

His hair is nearly to his shoulders and is way out of control, but it makes him look really hot. If I'm going to control myself while he is here, he is going to need to chill.

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