Sanctuary ● Nico di Angelo (Completed)

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A/N: Here's your next chapter, guys! I hope you like it. We've got some Percico interaction!

The infirmary sucks. It's uncomfortable, and I don't appreciate strangers touching and prodding me.

I lay here, alone, and I count down the slow, painful seconds until I'm released. Just as the clock hits noon, he door swings open, and a certain son of Poseidon walks in.

I look away fast. Dang it, Percy...

"Hey, Neeks!" he takes a chair next to my cot. "How're you feeling?"

I sigh, not meeting his eyes, "I'm fine, Percy. You down have to worry, you can go." If he's even worrying.

"Are you sure? You don't look like it."

I look up and meet his eyes. He seems genuinely concerned. I can't look away.

"Answer me." he says gently.

I look away, finally, and kind of awkwardly. "I'm sure."

He nods, "Well, I guess I'll just stay to keep you company then."

I feel like slamming my head into a wall. Frey you, Percy! I roll my eyes.

We sit in silence for a couple moments. Percy seems comfortable in it, but I feel anxious. Why is he even here...? I make myself feel worse by the second.

Percy breaks the silence, "So, um..."

"Yeah?" I reply with a sassy attitude.

"What do you wanna talk about?"

I shrug, "Don't know."

"What's your sexuality."

I freeze. I hesitate, "My... sexuality."

No! No, he can't know! This is bad...

"Yeah, your sexuality."

"W-why?"

He shrugs, "Just curious."

I nod. What do I say? Do I lie?

"Um..." I feel anxiety eat me from the inside out. "I... I'm-"

A/N: Muahahaha! Cliffhanger! :P