We're a blog that host creative challenges open to all kinds of media and ages. The theme of our events is Jasico, the romantic pairing between Jason Grace and Nico di Angelo on the Riordanverse.
We've had prompt weeks, a gift exchange and a bingo challenge and have plans for future events! We want to continue providing you with these amazing events that spread the Jasico love, but we need people!
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We're a blog that host creative challenges open to all kinds of media and ages. The theme of our events is Jasico, the romantic pairing between Jason Grace and Nico di Angelo on the Riordanverse.
We've had prompt weeks, a gift exchange and a bingo challenge and have plans for future events! We want to continue providing you with these amazing events that spread the Jasico love, but we need people!
Share this post to get the word out to Jasico creators who still don't know about us, and while you're at it, fill out our Interest Form, in which you can inform me about your participation this semester so I feel like we're ready for another event and suggest new challenge ideas.
I'll be so happy if you contribute, I really want to host another Jasico event, but I need some kind of support from the participants, after all, I'm doing all of this for you guys! Love you all! ♥♥♥
We're a blog that host creative challenges open to all kinds of media and ages. The theme of our events is Jasico, the romantic pairing between Jason Grace and Nico di Angelo on the Riordanverse.
We've had prompt weeks, a gift exchange and a bingo challenge and have plans for future events! We want to continue providing you with these amazing events that spread the Jasico love, but we need people!
Share this post to get the word out to Jasico creators who still don't know about us, and while you're at it, fill out our Interest Form, in which you can inform me about your participation this semester so I feel like we're ready for another event and suggest new challenge ideas.
I'll be so happy if you contribute, I really want to host another Jasico event, but I need some kind of support from the participants, after all, I'm doing all of this for you guys! Love you all! ♥♥♥
Unfortunately not as many people participated in the last event so that made me a bit unsure whether to do another challenge or not.
I do have ideas, I just need to know if there’s gonna be enough participants.
Everyone, answer to this form to let me know if you think you'd participate in another one of our challenges this semester and/or to offer suggestions for future ones.
Unfortunately not as many people participated in the last event so that made me a bit unsure whether to do another challenge or not.
I do have ideas, I just need to know if there’s gonna be enough participants.
Everyone, answer to this form to let me know if you think you'd participate in another one of our challenges this semester and/or to offer suggestions for future ones.
Unfortunately not as many people participated in the last event so that made me a bit unsure whether to do another challenge or not.
I do have ideas, I just need to know if there’s gonna be enough participants.
Everyone, answer to this form to let me know if you think you'd participate in another one of our challenges this semester and/or to offer suggestions for future ones.
Hi everyone! As you all know, Jasico Week 2024 is over, but there's one last thing on our list!
Fill this form if you are a Jasico Week completonist or if you have any suggestions for future events. What can we do better?
Thank you all for participating, reblogging and commenting, but just because it's over, it doesn't mean you can't still support your fellow creators. Go take a look at their wokrs if you haven't already.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Words: 619
Rating: General Audiences
Type: Oneshot
Description: Jason is sick and decides to make it everyone else’s problem.
Sidenote: This fic was written for @jasico-challenges Jasico week 2024 event!
Full fic under the cut! Small warning, the formatting is a bit weird here and I do prefer AO3 lol
Nico’s husband could’ve been dead, for all he knew. It wasn’t very often that Jason called while he was at work, and it was even rarer for him to get sick at all.
Nico practically flew out of his office, giving a brief run down to his boss, who let him go mostly because he’d never seen Nico so frazzled. He got in his car, barely taking the time to turn the thing on, and almost got a speeding ticket driving back to his and Jason’s house.
He tugged open the door, nearly dropping his keys. His eyes scanned the room before falling on Jason, staring at him from the couch.
“Are you ok?” Nico asked, words falling out of his mouth breathlessly.
Jason looked confused. “Yeah?” he said, slightly more nasally than he had been when Nico left that morning.
Nico straightened up. “Oh.”
Jason sat on the couch with a blanket wrapped around him and a pile of tissues in front of him. Something played on the TV that Nico didn’t recognize and couldn’t be bothered to care about. Their dog sat happily beside Jason, wagging her tail like everything was completely normal. Probably because it was.
“Are you sure?” Nico asked, taking a second to smooth his wild hair.
Jason nodded blankly. “Pretty sure.”
Nico looked at his phone, then Jason, then back at his phone. “You texted me “Come home. Dying. Now.” twenty minutes ago?”
Jason laughed. “Can’t you see? I’m going to wither away.”
Nico rolled his eyes. He walked over, shoes clacking on the ground, and buried a hand in Jason’s short blonde hair. “I thought you got stabbed or something.” He smiled despite himself, unable to push away the humor of the situation.
Jason leaned back to look up at him. “I may as well have been,” he smiled back.
Nico poked his shoulder. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Common cold, according to Reyna.”
Nico rolled his eyes again. “You big baby,” he laughed, walking around the couch. He plopped down next to Jason, letting him lean his head on his shoulder while he rubbed his head. “Is it really that bad?” he asked, a little more sincerely.
Jason laughed. “No, I just wanted you to take a break from work. Being sick was my scapegoat.” He nuzzled his head on Nico’s shoulder.
Nico leaned back a little to see his face. “Have I been working too much?” he asked.
Jason sat up, raising an eyebrow. “I haven’t seen you in a month.”
That was an exaggeration, of course. Nico spent all his evenings at home, plus the weekends. However, even he could admit he spent most of it either worrying about work, trying to get ahead on work, or sleeping because he was tired from work. So maybe Jason had a point.
Nico buried his head in Jason’s hair. “Sorry,” he mumbled, letting his husband lay between his knees with his head on his stomach.
“It’s fine. I know you. I know how you get,” he hummed, squeezing him a little too tight for comfort.
Their dog bumped Nico on the elbow with her nose, informing him that it was dinner time. In fact, it was past dinner time.
Nico kissed Jason’s head. “You gotta let me go.” Upon hearing that, Jason only tightened his iron grip. “Jason..? Jason!”
Nico squirmed, yet he was not released. The dog got fed, only much, much later than she probably would’ve liked.
A few days later, Nico ended up sick too, likely due to his husband smothering him for comfort. Jason was delighted in the situation, and saw to it that Nico took a real, proper break from work. Nico couldn't help but enjoy it.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Words: 2,396
Rating: General Audiences
Type: Oneshot
Description: Nico “needs” a date for his work party. His best friend, Jason, agrees to tag along. Little do they know, they’ll be forced to face the feelings they’ve been avoiding for one another since high school.
Sidenote: This fic was written for @jasico-challenges Jasico week 2024 event!
Full fic under the cut! Small warning, the formatting is a bit weird here and I do prefer AO3 lol
Nico was successful. More so than he really liked being.
He liked his job plenty. Being a lead programmer for a major video game company not only paid well but was also his dream. He got to sit at a desk in front of a computer alone all day. Heaven.
Hell, in his best friend Jason Grace’s opinion. He always did nag Nico about things, from needing a more ergonomic desk chair to needing to invest in blue light glasses. Jason was somehow his biggest supporter and his number-one hater.
They went out for coffee every Friday that their schedules would allow. It definitely wasn’t a date—although, they took turns paying and more often than not made some more than friendly comments. Nico was choosing to ignore that for now, though.
He had a ginormous crush on Jason and had since they met in high school. Right now, though, his job left no room for commitment and his own personal struggles certainly couldn’t handle that kind of stress. So, his feelings were put on the back burner.
Nico sat in the coffeehouse, currently thinking about that very problem like he always did before seeing Jason. He looked up as the bell on the door rang, and he locked eyes with the man himself. Somehow, he managed to pack his feelings away like neatly folded origami deep into the corners of his mind. That didn’t make it go away, though.
Jason clapped him on the shoulder. “Hey,” he said, sitting down in the seat beside Nico rather than the one across from him. He always did that. Nico never knew why.
Nico sipped his coffee. He didn’t actually like coffee in the slightest, but Jason did. “Hello,” he said back, eyes flicking to look at him.
Jason wore a pretty regular outfit for him, blue jeans and a light purple hoodie. He had a hat with some sports logo on it Nico couldn’t bother to recognize. Somehow, he made basic clothing look like an angel’s robes. At least in Nico’s opinion.
“How was work so far?” Nico asked, knowing Jason was on his lunch break currently.
Jason groaned, sitting back. “No one told me I had to be good at math to be an architect,” he smiled.
Nico snickered. “I remember telling you that.”
“You’re crazy. That didn’t happen.”
Jason ordered his drink before coming back. Nico tried not to watch.
“How has work been for you lately?” Jason asked, settling back down.
Nico practically winced. “Fine.”
“You sure?”
Jason could read him like a book, and Nico was not fond of it.
Nico put his hands up dramatically. “Fine. Ya got me.” He sighed, starting a rant that had been bubbling inside him for quite a while. “There’s this work party coming up, and I have to go because, y’know.”
Jason nodded. He did know because he always knew when it came to Nico.
“And I’d usually just have Hazel come as my plus one, but this is a Valentine’s Day-themed thing, and it was kinda implied that it was a couple plus ones only. And since I don’t want people to think I’m ’Sweet Home Alabama’-ing my sister, I just have to go alone. Which is gonna suck.”
Jason sipped his drink and nodded as Nico talked. He knew about Nico’s aversion to attending events alone, mostly because he had always been that way. Jason couldn’t think of a single time that Nico had willingly gone anywhere that included other people without begging someone to come along. Nico referred to it as the buddy system. Jason and Nico’s therapist referred to it as social anxiety.
“I could go with you,” Jason proposed.
Nico raised an eyebrow. “Jason. We’re not…together,” he said, half a statement and half a question.
They had a pretty questionable past. A kiss in high school that they both brushed off as nothing and some here and there tipsy flirting were huge roadblocks in their ‘totally normal friendship’. They never bothered to address their own concerns, seeing as they didn’t think the other person minded. They both most definitely minded.
“I’m aware,” Jason smiled. “Your coworkers don’t have to know that, though.”
Nico couldn’t help but smile back. “How rebellious.”
They went on about their conversation like nothing had happened, even though both their cheeks were a little redder than how that had started.
A day later, Jason called to confirm their heist. Nico sent him the times, day, and dress code.
Their stunt was working wonderfully.
Nico picked him up thirty minutes before they had to be at the venue, very pointedly ignored how good his neat blue button-up looked on him, and parked his car right outside the front doors.
“This will be hell. I won’t think any less of you if you jump ship now,” Nico said, putting his car in park.
“I’m sure it can’t be that bad,” Jason laughed.
Nico shrugged, getting out of the car and leading him inside. Almost immediately, it was hell.
The music was too loud for Nico’s taste, even though it truly wasn’t all that loud. The food was questionable at best. Worst of all, everyone seemed very interested in who Jason was.
Nico stood beside him in a corner, currently getting mobbed by two of his nosiest coworkers. By mobbed, they were just standing near them and whispering. However, Nico felt berated.
Jason, out of habit, draped his arm over Nico’s shoulder. While it was definitely selling their clever lie, it was also only worsening Nico’s embarrassment.
Nico leaned up to talk to him in an attempt to end his screaming thoughts. “Is this everything you dreamed of?”
Jason snickered. “You weren’t lying. I see why you always bring a plus one.”
Nico’s attention was evaded as the cork of a bottle of wine was popped. The two turned their heads, ears assaulted by the cheering of a few coworkers. They watched as wine was poured into a few glasses, then another bottle was popped and more was poured.
They looked at each other, grinned, then proceeded to make their way over.
The second they reached the table, Nico’s boss clapped him on the shoulder. Jason’s face flashed with something Nico couldn’t quite pin.
“Di Angelo,” he grinned. “Good to see you. Spouse?” he asked, pointing to Jason.
Nico wasn’t sure why, but he nodded. “Boyfriend,” he said with enough ease to convince anyone it was true, including himself.
He knew deep down he didn’t have to say that. This wasn’t truly a couple’s exclusive event, and no one would’ve cared if he just brought a friend. However, maybe he wanted to pretend, if only for a few hours, that Jason was more than that. Maybe Jason was ok with that too.
Jason outstretched a hand to greet his boss, smiling a corporate smile. “Nice to meet you.”
The man smiled back, clapping his shoulder. “You too, sir.”
He said something Nico wasn’t fully listening to and wandered off to talk with more people.
Nico practically chugged a glass of wine, using Jason for cover from watching eyes. Jason laughed, sipping his own like a normal person.
“This does not taste good,” Nico said, putting the glass down.
Jason nodded in agreement, putting his glass down still half-full. “Not as good as your fancy pants Italian ones.”
Nico rolled his eyes playfully, looking out at the sea of coworkers. Jason’s arm stayed around his shoulders as they talked, occasionally interrupted by people interacting with them. Almost like that’s what you’re meant to do at a party.
One gross glass of wine later, and Nico was pretty sure he was dead and in hell. The conversations droned on, the people somehow got annoyingly louder, and worst of all, this was seriously cutting into the time Nico had set aside to nap on his couch and watch horrible reality TV. They had to get out of here.
Then, one of their social media managers walked over, grinning like she always was.
“Nico,” she smiled, “great to see you!”
Nico nodded back, less enthusiastic. “You too, Olivia.”
She addressed Jason, who had partially forgotten his arm was still around Nico. “And you are?”
He held his hand out. “Jason. Nico’s boyfriend,” he smiled back.
She clapped her hands together before shaking his. “Oh, that’s lovely!”
Nico wasn’t sure where she got the energy to be so bubbly, and he was jealous.
“Nico, I didn’t know you had a partner,” she said, turning back to him so fast the ruffles on her dress swished around. This was a nice way of saying “Nico, I thought all you did was work.” At least, that’s what Nico was pretty sure she meant.
He nodded. “Recent development,” he smiled, leaning into Jason unintentionally. Jason put two hands on his shoulders to steady him, and hopefully hide how much wine he’d had tonight.
Olivia nodded, grinning still. “Can I ask how you two met?” she asked, as always looking for a scoop.
Nico faltered, but Jason spoke quickly. “Childhood friends,” he said, “I’ve had a crush on him since college, but he’s truly oblivious.”
Nico could feel his face getting red. He decided that the last part was unnecessary, and Jason just tossed it in to mess with him. Totally not a confession. Definitely not. He was just overthinking it.
Olivia smiled so wide Nico thought her face would rip in half. “Well isn’t that sweet!” she looked over her shoulder at some commotion behind her. “I’ll get outta your hair now. Enjoy the party, you two,” she called, already walking away.
As soon as she was out of earshot, Nico leaned up to Jason to whisper to him, “Let’s get out of here before my brain melts out of my ears.”
Jason laughed, significantly less tipsy and significantly less bothered by social interaction. “How could you say that, they just opened up the mic for your beloved coworkers to try their comedy skills out.”
Nico groaned, accidentally grabbing the attention of an intern he didn’t know the name of. “I need you to throw me out that window and into the highway, Jason.”
Jason laughed again, a little more sincere. “I can’t do that, then I’d have to actually buy a suit for your funeral.”
The seconds Micheal from art picked up the microphone, Nico decided that was enough for him and started shuffling towards the door.
He waved bye to anyone who he knew would be texting him pictures from the party the next day and practically shoved Jason out the door.
As soon as they were outside, they both sighed into the cool night air.
“Give me your keys,” Jason said, holding out his hand.
Nico raised an eyebrow, already starting to walk to the driver's side. “Why?”
“Because you’re tripping over your feet and I’d rather not get arrested tonight.”
He rolled his eyes but tossed him the keys and resigned himself to the passenger's side.
Jason let the drive go by in silence, knowing that was how Nico liked it. Nico, meanwhile, was having a crisis.
He just couldn’t wrap his mind around how they had done that so easily. It hardly even felt awkward. They didn’t even tweak how they acted with each other, they just said they were dating and everyone believed them just like that.
Maybe it was the wine in his system, but Nico felt something nagging at him he just couldn’t ignore.
“Hey,” he said, looking over at Jason.
His face was illuminated by street lights and whatever shone in from the city into the highway. “Hey,” he said back, smiling. His voice was soft, which wasn’t helping Nico’s dilemma.
Nico shifted in his seat to see him better. “What was up with the college thing?” He asked, trying to sound nonchalant despite the screaming inside him.
Jason stared straight ahead at the road. “Just telling the truth, Nico.”
Nico tensed slightly. He couldn’t tell if Jason was joking or not.
“What?” He asked, not thinking straight enough to see the glimmer of resignation in Jason’s eyes.
“I wasn’t lying,” Jason repeated.
“Oh.”
Jason looked at him, a quick panicked look with the closest thing to fear Nico had ever seen on him.
Jason opened his mouth to speak, no doubt to backtrack. Nico put his hand over his mouth, face reddening by the second.
“No, shut up,” Nico said, but there was no bite to his tone. “I’ve had a crush on you since high school.”
Jason looked back to the road briefly. “Oh.”
“Yeah.”
They sat in silence while Jason pulled into Nico’s driveway, faces red as they tried to think of what to say next.
Jason looked over at Nico quickly, trying to decipher his emotions. “For the record,” Jason started, “I’m not trying to guilt you into a relationship right now.”
“I know,” Nico nodded.
He leaned back. “Cool.”
“Cool.”
Nico paused. Their situation was almost comical but in an awful kind of way.
“And, also for the record,” Nico said softly, “the only reason I never confessed was because I didn’t think it was the right time…for either of us.”
Jason nodded. They both avoided each other's gaze.
“So, what now?” Jason asked.
Nico thought for a second. “I don’t think I’m ready, I don’t have the time to date. It wouldn’t be fair to you.”
Jason hummed, though he looked disappointed. “Right. Me neither.”
Silence. The silence was painful, only the sound of the car running and Nico’s dog barking in his backyard bounced between them.
Either the alcohol was getting to him, or Nico was losing his mind. “Hey, Jason?” Jason looked up, a glimmer of hope behind his usually confident eyes. “Can we just pretend? For tonight?”
Jason smiled. “Yeah. I think I’d like that.”
They stumbled inside, and for the rest of the night, they were lovers. It didn’t matter that they had work the next morning, and it didn’t matter that they had responsibilities to get home to. What mattered was they fell asleep beside each other, content for once.
The next morning, when Nico woke up tangled in bedsheets, Jason was gone. They met up for their regular coffee day later that week and acted like nothing had happened.
Maybe it wasn’t the right time just yet, but if they waited, maybe it would be.
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Organization for Transformative Works
Jason grinned and waved at the trio.
He found himself waving back instinctively, returning Jason’s smile with one of his own, not quite as wide or as charming; but just as sincere.
If he were to squint hard enough he could make out the way Jason’s eyes crinkled at the corners with the force of his grin. He was too far away presently, but Nico’s familiar enough with all the details of his best friend’s face. In his mind’s eye he could clearly envision the disappearing act the scar above Jason’s upper lip had perfected.
The principal, Dr. Brunner, rolled up the mic, poking at it to test it like only a freak would. Nico grimaced at the sound.
He prattled on and on about something that Nico immediately tuned out. It was infinitely more interesting to watch Lavinia sprint back and forth between the marching band and Drew.
entry for jasico week 2024 day 7. (alt prompt) sickness | rated e
first two chapters posted today. heed the tags and chapter warnings <3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Words: 1,913
Rating: General Audiences
Type: Oneshot
Description: Jason Grace, college-bound, is the most nervous he's ever been. His boyfriend, Nico, helps him relax.
Sidenote: This fic was written for @jasico-challenges Jasico week 2024 event!
Full fic under the cut! The formatting is a little weird here on Tumblr, so I recommend reading it on AO3 if you're going to. But, if you can put up with the weird dialogue spacing, good on you, go for it
Jason was excited to go to college. He wasn’t so excited to leave Nico back at camp, though.
He remembered when he had first started looking at colleges after graduating from Edgarton. He sat in the Zeus cabin at Camp Half-blood. While its high ceilings and fancy architecture had never been particularly welcoming, he found himself returning to it more often than not.
Nico stretched out beside him on his bed. A laptop Leo had fixed up sat in Jason’s lap, likely overheating. He chewed his lip, staring rather intently at the New Rome University pamphlet beside him, and their webpage on the screen.
He looked up ‘Colleges in California,’ and an abundance popped up, each one looking more appealing than the last. Nico stirred. He closed the tab, guilty for no reason.
Nico must’ve felt his body tense or just had some keen sense of knowing when his boyfriend was upset because he eyed him curiously for a second before giving up and burring his face back in the pillows. Jason resumed his search.
“You know you don’t have to go to New Rome, right?” Nico said, slightly muffled from the pillows.
“What?” Jason asked, half because he couldn’t quite hear him and half because he thought that was a crazy thing to say.
Everyone in the world had been asking Jason if he was planning on going to NRU. That was an exaggeration, but that was what it felt like to him. After Percy graduated and was proving successful, everyone just assumed Jason would follow in his footsteps. In fact, not following in them would be crazy.
Nico lifted his head from the pillows. “You can go to a normal college.”
Jason stared at him blankly. “I…know.”
“You sure?” Nico smiled, raising an eyebrow.
Jason huffed. Nico sat up, putting a hand over Jason’s.
“You don’t have to be a demigod all the time. It’s fine to just be a person, Jason.”
Jason wasn’t sure when Nico got so profound, but over the years he was noticing that he suddenly had a lot more to say. He managed to read the son of Zeus like a book, constantly reminding him that he should do what he wants, and not what he thinks others would want.
Nico rubbed Jason’s hand with his thumb. “I know everyone’s telling you to go to NRU, but you don’t have to do that if it’s not what you want.”
Jason intertwined their fingers. “We’d get to see each other more. You’d be at Camp Jupiter anyway.”
“I can teleport,” Nico reminded, leaning his head on his shoulder.
Jason tangled a hand in his hair. “You shouldn’t. It’s bad for you.”
“We can Iris message.”
“It’s not the same.”
Nico let the silence pool around them for a second. Jason wished he didn’t.
“I want you to be happy,” Nico said quietly, moving his other hand so Jason’s was sandwiched between his.
“I know you do.”
“Then why won’t you let yourself?”
Jason looked down at him. He paused, letting the words sink in so deep they started echoing in his head.
“I don’t know.”
Nico moved his head so he could see the computer screen. “Open the tab you closed,” he said. Jason groaned. “Yeah, you thought you were slick with that, huh?” Nico laughed, watching him open his history and click on the most recent search. Jason rolled his eyes, grinning.
They spent the rest of the night looking at colleges, wrapped up in each other’s touch.
A few months later, the two had just finished making their rounds at Camp Jupiter, informing everyone Jason was off to college. They settled into Jason’s brand new car, testing the capabilities of his equally new driving skills, and began the too-long trip to a nice little university on the coast.
Nico sat in the passenger’s seat, legs crossed as he watched the hills roll by. Jason would’ve taken time to admire him if he wasn’t so busy trying not to crash.
Once traffic had cleared and they were on a smaller, less stressful road, Nico spoke up.
“Are you excited?” He asked if only to fill the silence.
Jason nodded. “Yeah,” he smiled, watching Nico move so he was leaning on the armrest.
“Nervous?”
“Very much so.”
Nico smiled. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. However, if you join a fraternity, I am legally obliged to break up with you. Sorry.”
Jason rolled his eyes, hands relaxing on the steering wheel. “Darn. There go my plans.”
Jason looked Nico over, now given the chance without the stress of other drivers. He looked so casual, feet perched up on the seat, smiling as they talked.
“How’s school for you?” Jason asked. Nico had recently started using a homeschooling program with Sally Jackson as his non-legal guardian—the school didn’t have to know that they were of no relation.
“Good. I like it,” Nico said simply.
Jason didn’t know how Nico was so casual about things like that. He never shied away from a challenge, even if he was nervous deep down. Jason wished he could do that.
“What if I don’t like my professors?” Jason said suddenly, vocalizing his fears for no real reason other than knowing Nico would soothe them.
“Switch classes,” Nico said. “Or, complain about them on Rate My Professors.”
Jason hummed. He’d had bad teachers in school before, how much worse could a professor be? He leaned back in his seat before deciding something else was nagging at him.
“Do you think I’ll make friends?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
Jason hummed again, trying to focus back on the road. His mind wandered yet again.
“I don’t even really have a major picked out…”
Nico put his hand over Jason’s arm. “Jason.”
“What?”
“You’re freaking yourself out. It’ll be ok.”
He sighed, leaning back into the seat. “Yeah. I know.”
Nico rubbed slow circles into his forearm, watching the road for him. “Let yourself have fun with this.”
Silence filled the car again. Nico used his passenger princess privileges to take hold of the aux chord, subjecting Jason to the depths of his playlist. Jason didn’t actually mind as much as he pretended to, mostly because he got to watch Nico’s eyes light up as he explained in painful detail the backgrounds and facts of his favorite bands.
They finally found themselves parked just outside the dorm building. Orientation was a few days ago, and Jason had attended and visited the dorm hall, so he had the key to his dorm practically burning a hole in his pocket. Nico carried a box with nearly all of Jason’s earthly belongings in it, while Jason had a clothes hamper full of everything he wore balanced on his hip.
He finally managed to unlock his dorm, then turned to Nico before he opened it.
“Oh my gods,” he said quietly. “What if I hate my roommate?”
Nico raised an eyebrow. “What?” he said back, not whispering.
“You heard me!” he hissed.
Nico chuckled before reaching over and opening the door himself. “You, Jason Grace, are not capable of hate. Besides, it’ll be fine.”
The door swung open, revealing a plain room with one desk and…one bed. It was a single room.
Nico punched his arm playfully. “Boom. Just like I said. No problem.” He sat the box down on the floor, looking around. He tugged open the blinds, looking out at a bunch of concrete and the brick on the other side of the building. “And what a great view,” he joked.
Jason rolled his eyes for the millionth time and walked over to wrap his arms around his boyfriend.
“Are you going to be pessimistic all day?”
Nico feigned offensive. “I’ve been the picture of optimism all week, Jason. I’m wounded.”
Jason looked over at the slightly pathetic twin XL. An idea sprung to mind.
“You should stay the night with me tonight.”
Nico laughed. “I don’t think that’s allowed.”
“When have you ever cared for rules?”
Nico laughed, letting Jason pull him into the middle of the room. He pulled Nico flush against his chest, wrapping his arms around him.
“I don’t think we can both fit on that bed,” Nico said, a smile evident in his voice.
“You can sleep on the floor.”
“I regret offering to help you move in.”
Jason laughed, and they got to work decorating his dorm with the few things he’d brought with him.
Once they were done, the sun had long set and it was far past visiting hours. Somehow, they hadn’t gotten caught yet.
They both sat on the edge of the bed, talking absently about nothing and everything at the same time. Jason looked at the clock now on his nightstand and decided it was late enough to justify wrapping his arms around Nico and tugging him to lie down.
Nico laughed as he was dragged, letting Jason put his head on his heart. Jason felt the laugh reverberate in his chest and decided it was his favorite sound.
The bed was mildly uncomfortable, and they were practically on top of each other to fit. Although, they probably would’ve ended up like that anyway, so it didn’t matter all too much.
“Do you remember, on the Argo, the night after the…” Jason trailed off.
“Cupid incident?” Nico offered.
“Yeah. When we stayed together in my room because I didn’t want you to take the couch again, but it was super awkward because we both had to fit on my bed.”
“I’m well aware. I was so embarrassed I thought I was going to die.”
Jason laughed. He was also pretty mortified at the time but was at least glad that Nico was getting some sleep.
“That was when I realized I liked you,” Jason said.
Nico looked down at him. “Really?”
“Yeah. You looked cute sleeping.”
Nico rolled his eyes, shoving him playfully. Jason pushed him back, starting a war. They had to stop pretty soon into their roughhousing, though, as they realized they were probably going to get caught if they kept being loud.
“When did you realize you liked me?” Jason asked, moving to see Nico’s face.
His cheeks twinged red. “It’s super dumb and embarrassing.”
Jason laughed, “I don’t care.”
Nico pushed him again, a little softer. “It was also on the Argo, near the end of the quest. I was sitting up in the crow’s nest, watching you and Leo talk on the deck. I was running on, like, ten minutes of sleep and it was late, so you were just in pajama pants, no shirt.”
Jason laughed, holding him tighter. “All it took was me being shirtless.”
Nico rolled his eyes. “I don’t know. I was just sitting there and thinking, mostly about you, then I looked down and you were just standing there. I had an ‘ah shit’ moment where I just kinda short-circuited.”
Jason laughed again, leaning against him. Nico huffed. “It’s not that funny,” he chuckled.
Jason pulled him impossibly closer. “This really is just like old times.”
“The mattress is just as uncomfortable as the ones on the Argo.”
They continued their reminiscing late into the night, and mentally kicked themselves when Nico had to wake up early to catch the bus back to Camp Jupiter.
Somehow, in the darkness of his dorm that night, Jason found all his worries melting away. He was starting something new, but, for once, he was excited about it.
Some art for a fic I've been writing that just so happens to be a Jasico retelling of Orpheus and Eurydice! You can read it on Ao3 or Wattpad.
Summary under the cut for those interested :)
It's been seven years since Nico di Angelo braved the depths of Tartarus alongside his boyfriend, Will Solace. Seven years that included a breakup, 3 moves, and a lot of healing. Now living in LA, Nico makes his living restoring historical clothing - okay, reselling thrifted pieces at flea markets - and isn't a complete alcoholic. He may not be as happy as his sister Hazel or his old mentors Percy and Annabeth, but he's doing a lot better.
That all starts to change when weird omens of death begin to appear in his life - omens that tell him something is wrong in the Underworld. Omens that lead him on a quest across the country, to rescue the one dead loved one he never thought to try to bring back…
It's been seven years since Nico di Angelo braved the depths of Tartarus alongside his boyfriend, Will Solace. Seven years that included a breakup, 3 moves, and a lot of healing. Now living in LA, Nico makes his living restoring historical clothing - okay, reselling thrifted pieces at flea markets - and isn't a complete alcoholic. He may not be as happy as his sister Hazel or his old mentors Percy and Annabeth, but he's doing a lot better.
That all starts to change when weird omens of death begin to appear in his life - omens that tell him something is wrong in the Underworld. Omens that lead him on a quest across the country, to rescue the one dead loved one he never thought to try to bring back…
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