percy/nico | explicit, graphic depictions of violence | work-in-progress | hunger games au, victor X tribute slow burn
Nico is 18 when they call his name. Nico is 18 when he's reaped.
Percy doesn't remember much.
He remembers winning though. He remembers the silence that rang through the arena, even the Mockingjays quiet as the girl next to Percy died. Cannon fire, a flinch, then a voice. Congratulations, Percy Jackson, winner of the 63rd Hunger Games. Congratulations. The girl's name is Olive. Was Olive. The cannon already fired.
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for @percicomicrofic | prompt: RAW | word count: 1001 | post-canon, nsfw implied, continuation on ao3 here
Percy doesn't really know how he ended up living with Jason and Nico. It wasn't really on purpose. It's just what happened when it all went down.
It, being when he and Annabeth broke up and he was chivalrous and told Annabeth she didn't have to move. Unfortunately, that meant he didn't really have anywhere to go. He could live with his mom, but Estelle took his room and he's 25-years-old. He doesn't want to live with his mom, as lovely as she is. He couldn't go back to camp either, and he certainly couldn't go anywhere else in New Rome. He was in dire straits until Jason offered his and Nico's guest room after Percy has spent two months couch hopping.
"You have a guest room?" Percy asked at the time. "In New York?"
"Nico's dad," Jason said, and Percy could almost hear the shrug in his voice. "Don't worry about it. At least you won't have to pay rent."
There's that, Percy guesses. Things could always be worse. Things could always be like right now, when Percy knocks on Nico's and Jason's front door only to be faced with a scowling Nico di Angelo.
"Hello?" Nico asks when he seems to register that it's Percy. "What are you doing here?"
And Percy— Percy hasn't seen Nico in years. He can't be blamed for the way that he's staring at the boy in front of him, the man in front of him, long and lean and beautiful. Nico's always been pretty, but now…
"Uh," Percy finally says, blinking the stars out of his eyes. "Jason said I could crash in your guest room?"
"That fucking—" Nico mutters before he rolls his eyes. "Sure. Why not? We could always use another roommate. We already have so many."
"You have another roommate?" Percy asks as Nico steps back to let him inside.
"Olive Garden," Nico says, nodding at the corner. It seems like a non-answer until the corner moves and oh, it's a cat. Dark as Nico's hair and dark as Nico's scowl. "She doesn't pay rent."
"Hello, Ms. Olive Garden," Percy says with a smile. "I heard no one pays rent anyway, so you're probably fine. Is she yours?"
"She's her own."
Percy blinks. "Sure. Where should I put my things?"
"Follow me," Nico says as he ducks down the hallway. "Guest room's next to mine, so try not to be too loud unless I'm in the Underworld."
"How often is that?"
Nico shrugs. "Half the time, maybe? So you can throw ragers six months out of the year. Jason's a pushover and would probably let you."
Percy laughs and Nico watches him carefully before his mouth ticks up in a small smile. It's a good look on Nico. Percy idly wonders if everything is such a good look on Nico. He's almost afraid of the answer.
"I'll let you settle in or whatever," Nico says, waving his hand dismissively. "I'll make dinner."
"You can cook?"
Nico waves his hand again and shuts the bedroom door.
Nico can only kind of cook. He can certainly provide wine well though. He's an expert at it. Percy is sure his mouth is tinged red like Nico's is. Across the couch from Percy, Nico is laughing too, which means Percy is laughing, and then Percy isn't laughing at all and he's crying. He's wine drunk and weeping on his new couch that's actually Nico's and Jason's couch.
"Uh—" Nico says.
"I just don't know what to do," Percy sobs. "She left me and I feel like a newly hatched chicken. She took all my feathers."
"Don't chicks usually have feathers when they're hatched?"
"Shh," Percy shushes. "You get my point."
"Sure. Go on, I guess."
"I feel my life is starting over," Percy sighs. "New house, same but new city, new job, and I'm a virgin."
Nico huffs out a laugh. "I don't think virginity works like that. I don't think it resets when you get out of a relationship."
"No, like, I'm a virgin," Percy says miserably. "In general. All the way, all the time."
Now Nico's laugh is loud and bright. It nearly makes Percy smile. "No way. No way you lived with your long-term girlfriend and you've never had sex."
"She was waiting until marriage."
"No way."
"Way!" Percy cries. "I thought when we moved in together… Well, you get it since you and Jason live together."
"Huh?" Nico asks. "What about me and Jason?"
"You're together?"
Nico leans forward and slaps his hand on Percy's mouth. "Never say that again. Jason and I are not together. We slept together one time and that was it."
Percy moves Nico's hand and he doesn't know why he keeps holding it, but it's nice. "Oh, okay. Cool. That's awesome."
Is it awesome? Percy has no idea what's going on. He's still crying.
"Yeah, okay," Nico laughs. He doesn't move his hand. "You have to fuck someone, Perce. It's the only answer."
"But anyone I would have sex with would have to know I'm a virgin and that's humiliating."
"You already know I'm a virgin. We should sleep together and it would solve my problem."
Nico blinks at Percy a few times. They're still holding hands. "Do you even like men?"
"Yeah, totally," Percy says with a smile. "That's old news. I like men, you're beautiful, and you know I'm a virgin. You used to like me, right?"
"When I was 14?"
"Right, so just tap into that."
"Uh—"
Percy laughs. "Neeks. Nico. Come on. It's literally perfect. Let's have sex."
Nico bites his lip while he thinks now. Maybe he did before and Percy never noticed. All possibilities.
"Fine," Nico finally says. "But not while you're drunk."
Percy uses their joined hands to tug Nico close and smack a wet kiss on his mouth. Nico gives a breathless laugh in reply and Percy, for once, feels light.
for @percicomicrofic | prompt: horse | words: 316 | tags: established relationship, somewhere post-canon, crack-ish, if i have to suffer the job market so does percy jackson
"Nico? You think I should apply for this?"
Nico paused from where he'd been passing behind the couch in the middle of the Jackson-Blofis apartment. Percy's body was stretched out over it, legs bent upwards into a triangle, his demigod friendly laptop perched against them.
He peered over the back of the couch.
"Horse rancher?" Nico questioned. "What in Hades name would you write on that application?"
A grin flashed over Percy's face and Nico braced himself for something silly yet annoyingly endearing to come out of Percy's mouth.
"I can talk to horses, trust me bro," grin evident in his voice.
Nico pushed him in the arm, Percy yelping and hands reaching out to save his laptop, as a smile tugged at Nico's cheeks. How he'd once tried to convince himself he didn't like this side of Percy, Nico wasn't sure.
"Or, wait, I'll get - what's his name? - Eurytion to be my reference and he can be all-" Percy put on a deeper voice- "dude cleaned out my stables once and they've never been cleaner. You should hire him."
The snort escaped Nico's nose before he had the chance to stop it. Then he made the mistake of catching Percy's eye before a burst of laughter escaped his mouth.
"What? Nico, I'm being serious!" Percy cackled, smile betraying his words.
Yeah, he was long past pretending this side of Percy didn't make his heart flutter in his chest and, somehow, fall a little bit more in love with the other demigod. So, Nico, just because he could, leant forwards and pressed a kiss to Percy's smile.
"And I'm not legally dead."
"Think you could make me legally dead? Would save me from this bullshit."
"Let me just contact Thanatos and see if he has a spare spot open," Nico called back as he continued his way to the kitchen, ignoring Percy's groan from behind him.
💀 for @percicomicrofic | prompt: RAW | word count: 609 | universe: post-canon | warnings: holy NSFW, batman
"You're not actually mad about this."
It kind of seems like Nico's actually mad about this. Something about the harsh scoff and the way he doesn't respond or even look at Percy at all, just keeps furiously rifling through the sheets in search of his underwear. A few subtle hints Percy's picking up on. Now, how to fix it...
"Come on, you asked me to!"
"I, what, you - that doesn't count!" Nico stammers, glaring up at Percy, and well, that solves part of the problem. The most important part, really. It's a glare that's definitely killed weaker men, but Percy's a little too focused on the (admittedly, angry) red flush on his boyfriend's cheeks to be worried about a silly little thing like imminent dismemberment.
"Excuse me - how does 'yes, fill me up, Percy please, I want it in me' not count as asking for it?"
Or maybe it's the way that Nico's still fully naked, somehow not managing to find even one article of clothing before he's distracted by the need to be totally unreasonable about this.
"Because, because - that's different! The stuff I say while we're, when you're -"
"While we're fucking?" Percy prompts, helpfully, "When I'm in you?"
Nico doesn't look like he appreciates the help. He just gets even redder and changes the subject.
"You could've just said you didn't want me to meet up with him!"
Percy frowns.
"I don't care if you meet up with him?"
The sight of Nico rolling his eyes, patently furious, should probably not affect Percy like it does. Seems like a crossed wire in his brain, somewhere.
"Sure you don't," Nico hisses, leaning over Percy to grab his shirt from the bedframe, "That's why when I said 'I have to go meet Will' and you were like 'sure, this'll only take a minute' - an hour ago - and you knew I didn't have time to shower again, you went and - ugh."
Now, how Percy feels about Nico rolling his eyes, patently furious, with Percy's come still rolling down his inner thigh? How Percy feels about sending Nico off on his "let's catch up over coffee" not-date, still mad, still leaking? Surely no one could blame him for that.
"What? That's what you think this was about?" Percy says in his best innocent tone, subtly honed from years of convincing gods not to smite him. He sits up and feels something shift underneath him - Nico's underwear.
"Don't give me that tone, that's what I know this was about."
Nico makes a grab for them but for once, Percy's faster, holding them just out of reach.
"Percy come on, I'm a complete mess and probably already late -"
Percy throws the balled up fabric down to the other end of the bed. Nico looks from him to it and back in disbelief.
"Seriously? Are you five?!"
Percy just shrugs and waits for Nico to get his knees back up on the bed, leaning over to reach. Target acquired.
"Well sorry, I really didn't mean to mess up your plans, Neeks."
"Don't call me -!"
Percy snakes an arm around Nico's waist and tips his weight forward, grinning at the surprised huff of breath that leaves Nico's mouth as he finds himself pushed back down into the tangled sheets. Percy sits back and slides his hand down to Nico's back, admiring the view - and what a fucking view. Shame to waste it, but Nico does have somewhere to be...
"Here, let me help you clean up!"
"Percy, I swear to fucking - f-fuck, fuck, oh my god -"
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Those words, paired with the look in those dark eyes, kept running through Percy’s mind. It just… didn’t make sense. What had he ever done to earn Nico’s affection, and how had he lost it? How had he had it in the first place?
Maybe… had it been when they’d first met?
Percy could still remember the first time he’d seen Nico di Angelo. When his sea green eyes had fallen on silken dark curls above wide doe eyes. How expressive Nico had been, then, his pouty pink lips pulling up into easy smiles and down into angry frowns freely, his hands constantly moving as he talked. How innocent Nico had been—more innocent than Percy thought he had ever been himself.
Was that when it happened?
Because if it was, then it was less a question of how Nico had stopped liking him, and more a question of which of Percy’s fuck ups had been the one to end it. So many—too many to list—and yet, somehow, Nico had never brought it up before. Like none of those had been enough to change his mind.
So which of Percy’s recent fuck ups had finally done it?
Was it the jar? Losing one of his only friends to rescue them from Tartarus? Nearly killing himself, again, in another war for a Camp that had never been a home for him? What had been the last straw? Or was it just… all of it? Percy’s failures stacking so high that they could no longer be ignored.
He didn’t know.
And like a new scab, he kept picking at it. Running it through his mind, over and over. Annabeth was starting to notice, his mom too, but he just couldn’t stop.
Percy Jackson could never stop giving Nico di Angelo a second thought—not again.
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