Ocean blues- Jercy~ Partial Pipabeth Fanfiction

//10~part 2//

A/N I have no clue what this story has come to anymore goddamn and the picture just matched jason and percy and this story so much and jesus i need to stop and sleep. 

His hand was intertwined with someone else's. They were long and cold, and they seemed to freeze Percy's blood. 

He used to think that holding someone's hand was the greatest thing in the world. You could solve the greatest mysteries, or maybe they just wouldn't matter, if you had a hand to hold. 

But Nico's hands weren't the ones he wanted to hold, but he tried to believe that they were. When he looked at him, he didn't see what he used to. Where there was once beauty, the memories replaced it with pain. The endless nights of tears and smoke, had changed his eyes, and the things that used to make his heart flutter made his heart clench. 

In a weird way, whatever they could have had was over before it started. 

But Nico saw beauty in him, and he couldn't lose that last sliver, the last good view about him through somebody else's eyes. 

Nico kept dragging him deeper and deeper. 

As the clocked ticked ominously, he could feel more and more water seeping through his veins, waiting until it could consume him whole. 

He didn't think he could take it anymore. 

He felt inadequate compared to the world, and being with him made him feel smaller. 

He was folding in on himself, and sooner or later, he would just disappear.

He turned over and started at the owner of the hand. Warm brown eyes stared back at him, and Percy wished he could just reach out and share that warmth like he once could. 

But he couldn't, and nothing could change that. 

Another day in, and Percy fell in deeper.

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School was always pointless to Percy. It was just a way to tame children and turn them into miniature versions of other adults. To make them believe that the best thing in the world was to stay up late working to get money, and that was the only way to be happy. They pretended like everything you learnt would one day help you provide for the earth, but not for yourselves.

In one way, Percy was glad he didn't have his mother. 

Until Sally Jackson came around and took him into her home, he never knew what it was like to be forced into a future that you didn't want. 

He supposed that was what it was like, having a mother, but sometimes, he preferred the silence. 

He made it through most of the day, glancing at Nico from across the campus, lost in his thoughts, or walking in silence with Annabeth, both of them to preoccupied to offer each other much other than their presence. 

He never noticed the electric blue eyes, darting after his every move. 

He was walking down the hallways when he heard the footsteps. They wee loud and confident, and they belonged to Jason Grace. 

A person with talents and a body to prove that, it was no wonder he held himself so high, Percy mused as he was suddenly turned around. The hallways were empty, the grounds were silent. 

But Percy could hear the blood rushing through his body, could feel his heart pumping all the way to his toes as he looked into those eyes. 

One second he was standing, the next he had the wall pressing into his back, and his heart seemed to have been shocked. 

His lips were on fire, hell, his whole body was on fire, and he was melting in his embrace, previous thoughts all replaced with his name, repeating like a chant. 

He tasted like mint and chocolate, and desperation. 

And all of a sudden, it was gone and Percy was heaving, staring up at those eyes.

"You're mine, got it?"

And he was gone, leaving Percy to his thoughts and adrenaline, the feeling of Jason's lips lingering on his own.

A/N Yee they kissed and yes Jason became possesive because why tf not

Im deaddd im so tired and ima sleep and reread this and fix this ily all and I hit frikin 700 something reads and 70 something votes and seven comments before I commented back like, YES BABY WE DID IT BUT WHATS UP WITH ALL THE SEVENs