So I saw the pic in the media and I dunno, I just thought it made sense with this ship lol.

Nico decided he needed to tell Percy if he wanted to move on with his life.

Jason had convinced him it was the right thing to do and that he'd be there with him the whole time.

So here he was, sat in the big house whilst everyone else is at lunch, Percy sitting opposite him and Jason in the seat next to him.

"So, for a long time," Nico said, "I had a crush on you. I just wanted you to know."

Percy's face fell, sympathy written all over his face no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

"You-"

"Yeah," Nico said. "You're-"

"Look, Nico," Percy paused, looking physically pained, "I like you, I do. It's just... I think you're a bit too young to date."

Jason sighed, letting his head drop and collide painfully with the table. They were idiots. Both of them.

"Too young? Too young to- Listen here!"

And that was how Percy spent hours listening to Nico rant about him being 'fucking ninety years old'.

He told Percy to 'eat his cookies and take a fuckin nap'.

He even referred to himself as 'his elder'.

Fucking Hades, Percy was done.

Sighing, Percy walked into his cabin, not bothering to close the door and just letting it slam shut.

He kicked off his shoes by the door, pulled off his t-shirt and threw it on the floor, unbuttoning his jeans and letting them drop to the ground.

He walked to his bed in only his boxers, goosebumps raising on his skin at the slight chill in the air.

He jumped as he heard a voice come from his bed, calming down once he recognised it.

"So, what did I do to deserve a show?"

Percy felt his heart pang with guilt as he remembered their date.

The date he completely forgot all about.

Upon seeing Percy's expression, Apollo smiled, the special smile he used to show Percy it was okay.

Percy flopped down onto the bed next to his boyfriend, Apollo immediately opening his arms and allowing Percy to snuggle into him.

Percy yawned, all energy leaving his body as he relaxed into the mattress.

"Nico... hadda listen to him talk 'bout old people."

Apollo smiled, reaching a hand up to stroke though Percy's hair, giggling softly as he heard Percy purr.

"Bet that was really hard for you, huh?"

"Yeah, I'm sure I remember him naming you specifically."

Apollo gasped, pretending to be offended.

"Oi, watch it. I am a god you know."

"Not my words. Was Nico's."

Percy's eyes closed, his breathing evening out as Apollo smiled, reaching down and pulling the blanket over the top of them both.

No one knew about them. No one knew that they became friends on Percy's third quest, stayed in touch since then.

No one noticed how Percy started acting slightly happier. Upbeat. Or how Apollo stopped flirting with people, his eyes set solely on Percy. (Whether he knew it or not.)

No one noticed, too busy gossiping over the near kiss in the lake, about how Percy pushed Annabeth away, apologising and exclaiming he couldn't do it.

No one knew about them and that was something they hoped to change.

Someday. Not now, definitely not now.

But they will. For now, they were just going to enjoy the peace and quiet.

Live life as the happy couple they are, undisturbed.