Percy watched on sadly as he saw Leo continue his sobbing. At first, they gave him time, but Leo only seemed to get worse.
The raven haired boy walked over to the bed, sitting down next to Leo. "Hey,"
"Hey,"
"Leo, don't eBay yourself up about this. You know Harley had his chance. You were only protecting yourself," percy said.
"So? He's still dead,"
"Leo, most of camp is gonna die. Harley was just one of the first,"
"So now I'm supposed to celebrate it?"
"No, I never meant that?"
"Well what if you were dead? Wouldn't camp be sad then? We might be in opposite sides but I still care about my old family, something I thought you would agree with-"
Leo wanted to continue when a pair of lips crashed into his. They kissed for a while, lips passionately moving against each other.
But the thing was, it wasn't percys lips.
