Jasico and Pertavian- Cupids Game

Jason rested on the balcony of the Argo 2 lost in thought. He had just returned from Croatia where he and Nico had run into Cupid. Jason wanted to punch Cupid whether he was a god or not; he was still a bully. Just a powerful immortal bully. Nico had gone through too much to have his biggest insecurity forced out of him by that jerk. Nico... Nico looked weak when you first saw him. Scrawny with a too big aviator jacket and black skinny jeans. But then you actually look at him and see the power of the Ghost along radiating. If Nico wanted he could make you wish you were never born. Jason supposed that radiating fear could be a Hades-born power but he didn't suppose anyone but the Prince of Shadows would have it. Nico's scrawniness didn't come from him being small though, it came from going through what no one else ever had. Tartarus. Just thinking the name seemed to make the air a little colder.

Jason shuddered trying to somehow shake the thoughts off. Jason was horrified for Nico, no one deserved to be shoved out the closet like that but especially Nico. Where he came from, the 1940s, it was horrible and disgusting and just wrong to be gay. Jason felt a knot in his stomach when he realized that must be how Nico thought of himself. "How was that possible?" He thought "Nico is amazing and really funny when he's not angsting like a teenage son of Hades. And he's cute and-" Jason cut himself off. Cute? Where had that come from? Jason had been pondering on the string of events that Cupid started. Why hadn't Cupid pulled him out of the closet too? He had known he was gay for years and didn't tell anyone. It was ridiculous that he was scared but it wasn't exactly the type of thing you announced with the entire legion of heavily armed Romans at dinner. But I mean it's not like he had never had a boyfriend. He'd had one at Camp Jupiter... Octavian the augur. Octavian was in the closet as well. They had had such a dysfunctional relationship, love and hate with no shades of gray. If you would've asked anyone in the legion they would've said that Jason and Octavian hated each other, and that was the image they kept. They would be sweet for a little while, maybe one of them would bring flowers. Things would be good but then one of them would contemplate coming out of the closet and things would get out of hand. How could people so secretive be in a relationship together? "Why did I have to complicate things by liking Nico" Jason thought "he's obviously broken in ways I couldn't fix" but Jason wanted to try to fix him so badly. He was worth more than gold or diamonds or anything else. His hazel eyes, his black hair and his little smirk when he's trying not to smile. Jason sighed and headed up to his room on the Argo 2, he was glad they were in the air; it helped him think. Jason got into bed and fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow... He felt like he was falling..