Jasico - iNSaNiTY.

no I don't ship Leico

iNico POV

The next few hours Nico woke up feeling feverish and faint. The last thing he wanted to do was get, so he cuddled with Jason's sweatshirt. Breathing in its owner's sweet scent.

"Nico?" Jason called into the room. Nico was sleeping in an extra guestroom. Yes it was an extra room that was meant for a gust but they already had three of them so this was just called the extra guestroom. Why they just didn't call it a guestroom is beyond Nico.

"Yea?" Nico weakly yelled back.

There was silenced then: "It's time for lunch." Jason said at the door way.

Nico looked over at Jason with glazed eye and groaned, 'I'm not hungry."

"Nico? You feeling all right?" asked Jason walking over to Nico. To instinct, Nico curled up in the sweatshirt and did is best to hide.

"Gods Nico, I've already told you, I'm not going to hurt you," Jason said as if he was talking to a kitten. Soft and kind.

Nico looked up at Jason with wide, vast brown eyes, and nodded.

Jason gently placed his hand on Nico's forehead and pulled it back as if he had been burned.

Nico looked at Jason with confusion, asking, "What?"

"You're running a fever, I'll be back. I'll go get some medicine," Jason called, turning away. Going out of the room and downstairs.

Nico slowly got up and opened the window. He needed fresh air. Now.

Cold bitter wind swept into the room, blowing open books and paper. Nico took a deep breath, his head feeling instantly better. It must have been a quick bug he had gotten over night. But it's gone now, and he better go tell Jason. Nico looked over to the bathroom, he need a warm shower though.