DH: Guys... this is the last chapter.
OW: We decided to make it early as a New Year present.
DH: Thanks for sticking with us all the way; we really appreciate it.
OW: We love you guys.
DH: And even now, we still own nothing *hangs head in shame*
-DDLDHoW-
Jason felt nerves claw at his heart when he pressed his lips onto Nico's again. What if Nico pushed him away? Or summoned Jules-Albert? He may not sound very intimidating but Jason had seen him in action.
You do not want to mess with a zombie chauffeur with a tennis racket.
Then he felt Nico return the kiss. A wave of relief and happiness hit him like a brick and he felt dizzy for a moment. He wrapped his arms around Nico's small frame and pulled him closer.
Nico tilted his head slightly as Jason deepened the kiss. Their lips moved in sync as they ended up lying back on the bed, Jason over Nico with one knee between the son of Hades' legs. Nico's hands found Jason's neck and Jason's ended up at Nico's hips as the latter traced Nico's lips with his tongue, requesting entrance.
Nico parted his lips and Jason dipped his tongue into his mouth, exploring the wet cavern. Nico twirled his tongue with Jason's, tangling his fingers in his blonde hair.
Jason ground his hips into Nico's, causing the younger boy to gasp and moan softly, applying a bit of unintentional pressure to the small of Jason's neck. Jason moaned lowly, grinding harder, although not enough to hurt him.
Nico traced spirals down Jason's spine and a shock of pleasure ran up the son of Jupiter's spine. Nico repeated the action, sliding his hands beneath Jason's shirt. Jason moaned at his touch and pulled his and Nico's shirts off.
Just as he was about to kiss Nico again, the door was pushed open. "Nico, are you o- Whoa!"
Jason and Nico jumped and looked up to see Hazel standing in the doorway, fanning her face. "Um... I'll just... be outside," she said in little more than a whisper before darting outside and closing the door.
Nico's cheeks were bright red as he grabbed his shirt and pulled it on again. "Well that was awkward," Jason muttered, picking up his own shirt.
Nico hummed in agreement and moved to go outside but Jason grabbed his wrist, pulling him back. "What is it?" Unlike the cold tone that he used to use around Jason, Nico's voice seemed softer this time.
"Uh..." Jason felt his face heat up. "Eh, well... would you go out with me?"
Nico blinked before chuckling. "Sure, Superman," he said with a smile. He leaned up and pecked Jason on the cheek before walking out to his sister.
Jason paused, grinning like an idiot, before following him out. Hazel glanced over at them, still seeming very flustered. "S-so, um... in there... you guys are...?"
"Yeah," Nico replied, looking a slight bit worried. "You don't mind do you?"
Hazel shook her head almost immediately. "No, of course not!" She assured him. "I just... wasn't expecting to see... that."
Jason almost laughed at how awktward she was at the mention of him and Nico making out. "Thanks, Haze," Nico said with a smile.
Hazel returned the smile and kissed his forehead. "There's nothing to thank me for," she told him. Then she turned to Jason, her gaze darkening. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him away from Nico. "I need to talk to you for a minute."
Jason followed, knowing that he wouldn't be able to resist if he tried. For someone who had been told not to fight for most of her life when she was in the forties, Hazel had a surprisingly strong grip.
Once they were out of earshot, Hazel glared at him. "Look, Nico's been through a lot and I don't want to see him get hurt anymore. I have no problem with you two dating but I want you to get this into your head; if you hurt him, I will make sure your death is very, very slow and very, very painful." She raised an eyebrow. "Got it?"
Jason swallowed and nodded. "Y-yeah, I got it."
"Good." She smiled and squeezed his shoulder a bit too tightly to be friendly, her lips pursed into a smile. "See you later."
She walked off, leaving Jason alone. Shaking his head, Jason returned to Nico, who was leaning against the windowsill of one of the many windows below deck.
His gaze was trained on the few stars that were in the sky, just as they had been last night.
"Your sister is scary," Jason sighed, leaning against the wall next to him.
"So am I, but that doesn't seem to bother you."
Jason chuckled and shook his head. "Nah, you're like a death kitten. She's a death tiger."
"I'm not a kitten," Nico retorted, scowling at Jason playfully.
Jason smirked. "Whatever you say..." He kissed Nico's nose. "Death kitten."
"Sparky."
"Death breath."
"Superman."
Not able to think of anything else to call Nico, Jason glanced outside again. "Which one are you looking at?"
"That one." Nico pointed at the constellation shaped like a warrior weilding a sword and a bow.
"Orion..." Jason smiled slightly. "It represents sorrow and love."
"That's an odd mix," Nico chuckled.
Jason smiled, a response in his head. He kept it there.
That's true, but so are we.
-DDLDHoW-
DH: And that's the end of that!
OW: We're really happy that you guys stuck with us through this and we hope that the fluffy at the start was good enough for you guys.
DH: So we're done with Jasico for now. We've moved onto Solangelo. And Leico. And Percico. And a lot of others.
OW: Happy New Year!
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