Archer

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A/N:tysm for 1.3K reads!when I started this I never expected it!sorry I haven't uploaded I'm going through a bit of a tough time 

Leo jolted as he woke up from his nightmare with a gasp. He let out a shaky sigh, running his hands down his face.

It was common for Leo to have nightmares, especially nightmares about the various tragedies in his life. However, typically whatever nightmare god out there was kind enough to limit it to one of his traumas. This night was different. Apparently, Leo hadn't suffered enough after literally dying, so he just had a nightmare about practically every shitty thing that happened to him, from his mom's death to awful foster homes to the trauma-filled Argo II quest, to his death. Leo was typically unsettled after reliving one of various traumas in a nightmare. After tonight, he felt off, weak, and shaky.

Leo sat up on his bed, shutting his eyes as he pressed the heels of his hands into them, trying to forget the memories that raced through his head, suppressing the pitiful whine that wanted to come through.

He felt like he was seven years old again when he would get scared and unsettled after having a nightmare. Back then, he'd go running to his mom. He would wake her up and she would hold him close, letting Leo fall asleep cuddled with her in her bed.

Leo couldn't go running to his mom anymore. After she died, whenever he had a nightmare, he'd just deal with it by suppressing his feelings, which wasn't healthy but was what he was most used to.

As much as Leo just wanted to forget the nightmare and resort to his typical suppression of his feelings, this time was different. This nightmare left him feeling unsettled, and scared and brought back his clinginess that he thought he'd left behind him in his childhood.

He couldn't just stay here. He couldn't fall back asleep on his own.

He was wondering if he could convince Nico to bring back his mom as a ghost, just so he could talk to her when he suddenly recalled that he had two best friends who would let him cuddle with them if he had a nightmare.

He felt a twinge of embarrassment at the thought of going to one of them just because he had a nightmare, but his need for physical contact was stronger than his embarrassment.

Leo checked the time. It was 2 AM.

It was summer, so Camp Half Blood was full of campers. Leo didn't want to wake anyone who wasn't Piper in the Aphrodite cabin - or deal with them thinking a lesbian and gay man had feelings for each other, which they already seemed to think - so he figured he could go to Jason since he was the only one in the Zeus cabin.

It was definitely because he couldn't see Piper. It was definitely that, and not his feelings for Jason or the fact that he made Leo feel safe. Nope, definitely not.

All of his siblings in Cabin Nine were sound asleep, so he made sure to be as quiet as he could be as he slipped out of the cabin. Luckily, he didn't run into anyone or anything in his dash from Cabin Nine to Cabin One.

Leo took a deep breath to steady his nerves before knocking on the door to the cabin. Leo suddenly wished he had his toolbelt with him, but he always took it off before going to bed so he didn't have it on him. Instead of fiddling with some device, messed with his fingers as he waited for Jason.

It didn't take long for Jason to open the door. He looked tired as he squinted at Leo, not able to see him clearly due to his lack of glasses.

"Leo? What are you doing here?"

"Hey, can I stay here with you tonight?" Leo asked, not bothering to explain just yet. He wanted to feel safer and calmer before he went into all of it. Also, he knew an explanation wasn't necessary. Jason never needed one, not when it came to those he cared about. If they came to him and needed something, whether it be a favor or just quality time, he would provide it.

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