The Dorky Sea Prince

Chapter 7

Percy's POV

   The amount of awkward present in the room I am currently standing in is so great, that I feel as if I could cut it with a knife. Nico and I pretty much just stood there after our more than a little unpleasant conversation with the original death breath himself. A silence had overcome us and I had no particular idea on what to say.

   "So..." Nico said, finally breaking the silence, but failing to make the situation less awkward.

   "So..."

   Nico scratched the back of his neck, chewing his bottom lip. "Sorry about my dad.. I didn't expect for him to IM and say all that stuff." I shifted uncomfortably, not only because of the situation, but because of the fact that Hades wasn't a very fatherly person. And the fact that he wanted to have 'the talk' with Nico is... odd, to say the least.

   "It's okay, really. I wasn't paying that much attention anyway. Gods kind of bore me a little," I said sheepishly, even if it was a complete lie.

   "That explains so much about your actions in the past, even if you are lying," Nico said, narrowing his eyes at me. It was almost as if he was daring me to say that he was wrong, that what I said had been the truth. But of course, I've never been a good liar, so he could easily see right through me.

    Another awkward silence came. I'm not exactly sure what I wanted to say, but I'm sure I wanted to say something. "Something, but what?" I mutter, not really aware that it was probably loud enough for Nico to hear.

   "Did you say something?" he asked, eyeing me curiously.

   "Huh? No, I don't think so," I say, knowing full well that he didn't believe me. Yet another awkward silence. I wanted to bad to leave and forget about this, but at the same time, I didn't...? It was an odd feeling.

   After about five minutes of awkward shifts in position and clearing of throats, Nico finally let out a frustrated sigh. I looked over at him curiously, wondering what he would say. "So, are we just going to stand here like dorks, or are we going to do something about the fact that I really want to kiss you right now and you're probably thinking the same?" he asked, irritation apparent in his voice.

   My eyes widened in surprise. Of course, I wanted to kiss him really badly, but I think I would be too shy to admit it like the way he did just now. "Nico-"

   I was pleasantly interrupted when Nico suddenly pulled me down by my shirt (he is rather short haha) and pressed his lips firmly to mine. I relaxed and wrapped my arms around his small waist. He let go of my shirt and put his hands up to my face, running his thumbs gently over my closed eye-lids. I pulled him closer and gasped for air, my lungs on fire. But it was a pain that felt really good for some reason. It was almost like I was drowning, but not in the scary type of way. 

   He pulled away, a really cute blush on his cheeks. I smiled a little at the sight, at the way he was panting, like I had taken the air away from him. "I'm sorry," he said, even though I could tell he was far from sorry. "I caught you off guard." It looked like he want to leave, but since this was his apartment, he can't just leave me here, right?

   "Nah, it's okay. I kind of liked it." I grinned at the way his dark eyes widened, the blush on his face deepening. And then he grinned too.

   "Oh, really? You only liked it?" he asked playfully. I was more than a little aware that I still had my arms wrapped around him and he hadn't pushed me away yet.

   "Well, I feel like you could've done better."

   "Me? Says mister fishy-lips over here!"