𝐎, 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄! ; Percy Jackson

24

Boyfriend  

     "It's this way!" Rachel yelled. 

      "Why should we follow you?" Annabeth let out an aggravated snarl. "You led us straight into that death trap!" 

    "It was the way you needed to go," Rachel deadpanned. "Come on!" 

      Annabeth looked ready to argue, but then Rachel screamed, "Duck!" They all crouched as a huge axe swung over their heads. That got Annabeth moving. 

     They didn't stop to rest until they came to a room the size of a gymnasium with old marble columns holding up the roof. They had lost Luke and his minions, but also Mrs. O'Leary. 

       Nicoletta leaned against the column, clutching her chest and taking shallow breaths, clearly on the verge of an anxiety attack. The past thirty minutes tested her delicate heart. She had resentment for being a demi-god before, but nothing compared to the worry that fought her when it came to Percy Jackson. 

      Looking close to passing out due to her rapid heart palpitations, Theodore, who had been keeping his full attention on Nicoletta, ran up to her. He rested his palm on the back of her head, guiding it to rest on his shoulder. Theodore whispered little: "It'll be okay," and "Just keep breathing", ignoring Nicoletta's weak attempts to detach herself from him.

      When those didn't work, Theodore felt the cool tip of celestial bronze on the back of his neck. "Get the fuck off of her." 

      None other than Percy Jackson. 

       Theodore slowly turned around with a smug facial expression but clear worry in his eyes. "Just taking care of your girl when you seemed too preoccupied to." 

     Percy twisted Theodore's arm and pushed him further into the room. He grabbed Nicoletta around the waist, all while still pointing Riptide at Theodore's chest. 

    "Don't hurt him, baby," Nicoletta whispered into Percy's neck and closed her eyes, already feeling safer in his arms.

   "That should be the least of your worries," Percy whispered back and watched Theodore's eyes trace his hand on Nicoletta's hip while getting red in the face. Percy raised his sword higher. "Back the fuck up Teddy Bear."

     Ethan, who had been watching the entire interaction, collapsed on the floor. "You people are crazy, " he said, pulling off his helmet. His face gleamed with sweat. 

     Annabeth gasped. "You were one of the undetermined kids in the Hermes cabin years ago!" 

    He glared at her. "Yeah, and you're Annabeth. I remember."

     "What—what happened to your eye?" 

     Ethan looked away. Percy put away his sword. The conversation was over. 

       "You must be the half-blood from my dream," Percy shook his head at him, playing with Nicoletta's hair. Theodore rolled his eyes. "The one Luke's people cornered. It wasn't Nico after all." 

       "Why were you trying to join up with the wrong side?" Celeste interrogated. 

      Ethan sneered at her pretty face. "There's no right side. The gods never cared about us. Why shouldn't I—"