Percy Jackson tried.

He tried so hard to ignore Nico di Angelo.

But his smile. Oh my gods, Nico's smile could just light up the world. And his hair. His soft, raven black hair. His pale skin. The slight sprinkle of freckles that crossed over his nose and cheeks. His happy personality. His aura. Him.

Percy just couldn't bare the thought of Nico thinking he was mad at him. He couldn't be mad at him. He couldn't just walk past him and pretend he wasn't there.

Because Percy Jackson was utterly in love.

Well, he couldn't vouch for that. Because he didn't truly know what Love felt like. But he was pretty sure it was what he felt with Nico.

When he was with Annabeth, he was happy at first. She's the perfect women, he thought he liked her, their relationship was... great? he supposed. But... he never really felt this way about anyone else.

His heart rate increased when he was near the other boy. His hands went sweaty, his knees trembled. An extreme happiness over flowed his body. His heart seemed to crave the boy, as odd as that sounds.

And that is why, after a mere twelve hours of trying his best to ignore the boy, Percy decided it was to much. He had to talk to Nico.

It was getting dark, but Percy didn't care. He left his cabin in only blue jeans and a camp shirt, and he made his way to the Hades cabin. Nico hardly ever went to the campfire, so Percy knew he had a good chance of finding him in the cabin.

It only took a few seconds for Nico to answer the door after Percy knocked. "Oh, hey... hey Percy! Uh... what do ya' need?"

Percy's eyes widened. He hadn't thought this far ahead. "Um... I.. I just... hah... ya' know.... um.... it's.... I haven't.... shit," Percy stuttered. He should've thought about what he was going to say.

Nico laughed slightly. "Would you like to come in?" Percy nodded in response. Nico pushed open the door a bit and stepped aside. Percy walked into cabin thirteen.