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Death

After being in the Tartarus, Nico was really anxious, when he was alone he yearned for human connection.

In the day was easy, the Mediterranean sun heating his skin, the bright blue sky, holding Hazel's hand, in the night, it was hard, they weren't enough rooms, and he can't go to Percy nor Annabeth's, the little room they gave him was small, triggering the memories of the jar in Rome.

Because of that, he was, most of the nights, in the mast, the sea smell calming him, so different from the toxic Tartarus air.

In the nights, he and Leo started to converse, it was easy, and the boy's voice calmed him, he knew when Nico wants to listen and when to talk.

After Eros, Jason tag along too, and the three of them enjoyed the company of each other.

When Leo died, Jason and Nico became closer, sharing activities in Camp Half-Blood, talking about temples, gods, and aesthetics.

They searched together for Leo, and, when Jason took the decision to study in Pasadena, Nico almost enters the school too.

Later, when Leo, Calypso, and Apollo departed, a bad feeling burned in the chest of Nico, Will, worried, advise to follow his guts, but Nico can't, not knowing what was going to happen.

But he dreamed, the night Caligula killed Jason, he woke up, sweaty and teary, shocked.

He felt the death of Leo, but, thanks to the physician cure, he didn't see his soul been judged in the underworld, the absence of his life like a hole on his chest.

Maybe, he thought, when his father spoke about unavoidable deaths, he was talking about Octavian and Leo, but, perhaps the Fates decided someone of the seven had to die, the storm or the fire, and, by the trick of Leo, he had doomed Jason.

The son of Hephaestus went back to Camp Half-Blood, tired, his eyes gloomy, destroyed, as he had the same realization that Nico, he caused Jason's death.

Nico hugged him, whispering sweet words to the boy, talking about Elysium, and the promise to talk to Jason's ghost, at least to say goodbye.

Date Night

Jason looked at Leo, his boyfriend was laying on the bed, a white towel around his hips, his hair drooping water, limbs extended on the mattress.

"Leo, you are drenching the bed."

"Shut up, corazón."

"Dress, the date is tonight."

"The boy is head over heels for you, and I'm charming enough to make him fall for me."

Jason sighed, seeing Leo putting his clothes, not too elegant, but not casual; the blond boy combed his hair, judging the image in the mirror.

He had been the boyfriend of Leo for years, since high school, and he loves him, with all his heart, but he felt in love with other people, Leo too, and now, they were enamored of the same boy.

Nico di Angelo was fascinating, handsome, dark hair, sweet brown eyes, light skin and freckles, soft lips, both, Leo and Jason, dying for kissing it, he was a sweet boy, silent but joyful, kind, smartass, creative and mysterious.

Jason felt hard for him, the first time he saw him, helping a stray kitten during a storm, talking sweetly, running with the cat to a dry place.

Leo started to see Nico with rose-tinted glasses slowly, when Jason began to hang out with the Italian boy, at first he was distant, but the time passed and he met the real di Angelo, sweet and thoughtful.

Now they get a date, both of them, the same night.

"Do you think Nuco really likes me?"

Leo was stretching his t-shirt, his hands moving all around his body, curling his hair, tapping his tights, chewing the lower lip, jumping on his toes, anxious.

"He always sees you with heart in the eyes and loves to listen to you."

Kissing his cheek, Jason went off the room, grabbing their jackets, smiling at the choice of Leo.

"Go big or go home?"

"Nico said I look good on the jacket."

"You look good on everything."

Holding hands, they walked to Nico's house, smiling uncomfortably at Hazel.

"Your boyfriends are here." The girl shouted, sending a wink to the boys.

"Shut up Hazel," Nico walked outside, his cheeks blushing "Or I won't cover you the next time you sneak out."

The door closed hard, Nico was seeing the pavement, his hands behind his back.

"Hi," muttered, "Sorry for Hazel, I know we're not in a relation…"

"Yet" interrupt Leo "We're not official yet"

Jason extended his hand, smiling when Nico hold it, the young boy holding Leo's with his other hand, the three of them walking, sharing about their day.

Shortly they were in a restaurant, Italy's flags hanging off the ceiling, pictures of Venetia in the walls.

"This is an Italian restaurant?"

"A Venetian," corrected Leo "good food, nice music, charming people, and the talk Venetian."

The smile of Nico made the boys happy, Leo winking at Jason.

"Told you, he loves it."

"Thanks."

Promptly they ordered, Nico talked about Venice, describing his favorite places, sharing stories about his life, his voice full of nostalgia.

"Sorry," mumbled Nico, when they were walking to his home "I talked a lot."

"I love it when you talk about the things you like," said Jason, a soft smile on his lips.

"You don't have to say sorry." added Leo "If you're happy talking about your hometown, we're happy listening."

Blushing, Nico pulled Leo, holding the boy's face, kissing him fast and soft, hugging him, hiding his head on the crock of the neck, giggling.

"Jay Jay is jealous," muttered Leo on Nico's ear, kissing his cheek.

Nico turned, hugging Jason by the hips, letting the blond kiss his lips, a sweet pressure, the hands stroking the hair of Nico.

"We like you, a lot."

Leo hugged the hips of Nico, kissing the scruff, Jason was leaving butterfly kisses on his face.

"Me too."

First meeting

When Jason woke up on a school bus, not memories, a handsome boy playing with his hair saying he was his boyfriend, a pretty girl looking at the window, declaring herself as his best friend.

Then things got weird, their schoolmate was a cloud, trying to kill them, the coach was a satyr, he could fly.

When the angry blonde girl carried them in a chariot, he was lost, Piper and Leo were looking at him, the boy holding his hand, warm.

Then Jun… no Hera, sending them on a mission, Leo over a mechanic dragon, looking really hot, they traveling to save the goddess.

And now, mid-January, Leo and him were sitting near Hestia's fire, having a date, Jason playing with the fog, making figures, Leo jiggling.

Focus on each other, they didn't notice the shadows blooming in front of them, a boy stepping out, falling on his knees, wheezing, rolling to his side.

"Are you okay, kid?"

The boy growled, raising his head, an angel face looking at them, raven hair, pale skin, big and dark eyes, full rosy lips.

"I'm not a kid." Said the boy, with an adorable Italian accent.

Raising on his feet, the boy kept sending bad looks at them.

"I'm sorry, " said Jason "I'm…"

"I know you're the roman boy, and the both of you saved Hera."

His tone was bitter like he didn't like Hera.

"If you talk that angry about a goddess things won't go well."

"She didn't care about me being sealed to the Titan army."

"She tried to kill me when I was a toddler, we're on the same boat." Leo winked, patting the bench at his side "Come her, least talk about annoying gods."

"I'm Nico, by the way"

kontober day 29

[Nope]

[It’s what he deserves. This’ll never happen in canon but in those conner luthor aus where kal and lex are on good terms and raise kon as the weird kid that he is? yeah]