• (en anglais) drabble fanfictionnel improvisé

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    jason realized he fell in love with nico during their time spent at camp half-blood, while he was working on the shrines.

    at camp, jason felt... home and for the first time.

    he was able to sincerely enjoy living in the greeks' haven — without any prophecy or deadly quest weighing on his shoulders, for once. he spent most of his time continuing his project, only occasionally visiting camp jupiter and at night, he often found himself looking at the starlit sky, thinking about leo. he told nico about his adventures with piper and the son of hephaestus, and how much he valued their friendship and missed him. in these moments, he could feel sudden waves of sadness hitting him, along with the realization that it wasn’t even certain that leo would come back, even though nico had stated that he didn’t sense his death happening per se — not the regular way, anyway, and he could be very much alive.

    eventually, nico and jason started to sympathize a little with the other campers, who were still put off by nico, but started to open up to him anyway. jason was determined to change how things were going. he wanted nico to be happy and comfortable. he would always correct people whenever they said something wrong about the son of hades, to nico’s embarrassment, but did his best to also respect his space and not talk over him whenever nico expressed that he preferred the son of jupiter not to intervene in specific situations. and jason’s heart filled with warmth as he saw nico looking more content, as the days went by and camp became more welcoming.

    nico either wasn’t staying all the time — like jason, he would visit camp jupiter, but also the underworld from time to time, and had his own secret gardens. but they would always eventually meet at the top of half-blood hill, the place where their story was given a new beginning. it turned out that they weren’t good at staying away from each other.

    then one day, the realization suddenly hit jason.

    he had fallen in love with nico.

    and nico started dating will— a guy who wasn’t him.

    and jason didn’t want to be a nuisance. after all — he chuckled —, nico didn’t need him anymore, right?

    and nico wish he could talk to jason more, and despite being happy (happy...? the word felt weird to say out loud) with will, he was a little overwhelmed.

    there was something wrong, but he couldn’t pinpoint what it was. it seemed like the odds didn’t want jason and him to hang out together ever now that he was in a relationship. but he wanted to have a moment with jason so badly— just the two of them, talking and looking at the sky, a moment in which he could be fully himself. he missed him so much and he tried to tell jason he could reach out to him whenever he wanted.

    october arrived, the wind getting fresher and fresher, and jason broke his glasses after a capture the flag tournament. he got a new pair, its frame black and thick. the shrines were almost finished, the relations between the greeks and romans greatly improving and doing better than ever.

    but jason was overworked and tired.

    and nico started to lose his confidence — he had promised himsef that he wouldn’t fall for a hero again. and he was dating will, right?

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