《Stages of Falling In Love》Progress
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The war was finally over. Percy was doing better than ever with Annabeth. In fact, they were planning to move to New Rome after their senior year in New York. The others were settling in, relishing these peaceful moments. Nico was often found hanging out with Will Solace. In summary, everything seemed to be going great for the son of Hades.
Except they're not.
Nico doesn't understand. He's moved on. He's cleared the air between them. And Percy, bless his oblivious soul, was left stuttering, confusion evident on his face.
No more pining for the unattainable. No more silent tears. No more suffering. Nico was ready to leave all that behind.
"I mean, I see now . . . you're cute, but you're not my type."
Except he is.
Those sea green eyes, ruffled black hair, his goofy grin... everything about him embodied what Nico considered his "type." They were everything Nico knew. But could people have more than one type?
Percy had been the one for Nico for the longest time and it seemed that he would always be the one seeing how hard it was for Nico to forget him. But Nico could move on. He had to try...
Will, Will Solace. The perfect guy really.
Yet Nico had to restrain himself from comparing him to his past childhood crush. It was unfair to Will. He had to look at someone else, let someone else consume his thoughts.
The truth is, he is struggling. Years ago, Percy had made himself at home in Nico's heart. Now, Nico was desperate to kick him out. Percy was a pit, and Nico, he was in too deep.
But Nico would keep trying.
He knows that Will is a good guy, that he shouldn't play with his feelings. Nico shouldn't trick himself, or force any feelings towards the son of Apollo upon himself. But he keeps telling himself that yes, he is slowly falling for Will. It will take time to call this sensation love, but the butterflies he gets in his stomach whenever the son of Apollo smiles at him are a start right?
It's not like he's mistaking the feeling of anxiety and overwhelming guilt for butterflies? Right?
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