There he is again. He hasn't had a nightmare in weeks, and frankly it's been torture for me. I know I should be happy he's feeling better, but I can't help it. While he's been sleeping soundly, I've been waking up in a cold sweat after dreaming about- you guessed it- Nico di Angelo. I don't understand it. He runs a hand through his raven hair, and he takes off his jacket, revealing that ridiculous Ramones shirt and... oh my gods. Neeks has biceps. What the fuck. I swear he just gets better and better. I can't stand it. I walk up to him, probably surprising him. "Meet me by the lake after the campfire. I... well, you'll see." I got it started. Now do I have the balls to finish it?
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Hoodie (A Percico Fanfic)
FanfictionNOTE: This story takes place BEFORE Will's confession. Falling in love. It's something Nico never expected. And Percy never expected it to happen... again. How do you love someone, when they love someone else?
