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Saturday, December 7th, 2013
Nico shook his body, head to toe in excitement. He was standing on the welcome mat of the Apollo cabin where he would be staying alone with Will until breakfast tomorrow, it was currently 8:00 A.M.; Twenty-three hours. Now he just needed to go in, but that was easier said than done.
Eventually, Nico did turn the door knob and pushed in....The door was unlocked and he entered.
Will was sitting on his bed in jeans, a black tee-shirt, and an unbuttoned, dark blue, cardigan. Nico blushed a little feeling over-dressed.
Nico was in a knee-length dress, the sweater portion of which was Christmas red while the skirt was rustic red and green plaid. Under the dress he had on thick leggings, the same color as his 'sweater'. His shoes were a pair of brown faux Uggs Percy had given him last year. He preferred black still(even though he now wore other colors)and he hated the capitalism look, but....They were comfortable....Finally, he had on a plastic, forest green, headband, pulling back his nape-length black curls.
Nico walked over and climbed up the ladder to Will's bed, sitting crisscross in front of him. "Hi, Will. Sorry I look like this." Nico couldn't make eye-contact, for many reasons.
"You're sorry you looked pretty as hell, slight pun intended?" Will questioned.
Nico nodded. "You...don't....I mean you look pretty, but....I got way more dressed up than you."
Will smiled. "You usually do, Neeks. I'm not mad about that. I love seeing you happy, and I've never seen you more happy than when you're dressing up. So, please, never stop. Not for anyone, but yourself."
Nico nodded. Will could get really sappy sometimes, but....He kinda didn't mind.
Nico decided to change the subject. "Why don't you go home?"
Will shrugged. "I don't want to put my family in danger, I'm needed here, I have family here, I have you now, and it would be really inconvenient to go all the way down to Texas and back multiple times a year. Anyway, I love'em, but they don't really understand me anymore, the whole demigod thing."
"We don't really talk about your home life much. Who do you live with? Or would live with at least?"
"Just my mom, Naomi."
"Do you miss her?" Nico knew all about missing moms, even if he could only half-remember his.
"Well, yeah. But...I don't think it's as bad as you miss yours. Cause I can technically see her whenever I want, also I didn't see her much anyway, she was always working."
Nico nodded. "And how did that make you feel?"
Will smiled. "Are you going to become a little therapist when you grow up?"
"I would rather die. I hate therapist's so much."
Will laughed. "Yesterday, you said that Nancy was the best person ever after me and David Bowie."
"That's different, Nancy is a queen and we love her."
"What did she say yesterday to make you so happy if you don't mind me asking?"
Nico beamed. "She said that a lot of therapists would tell you to remove the word 'deserve' from your vocabulary. That you didn't deserve anything. But, they're wrong because I, and everyone else, deserved love, and kindness, and basic human rights."
"Hmmm. Maybe I should start seeing Nancy." Will half-joked.
"We both know you need a therapist. And all of them suck except Nancy." Nico pointed out. "So, yes, see Nancy."
Will made a face at him which had Nico giggling, but he soon went back to his usual expression. "Anyway, you never told me how your mom being away for most of your childhood has made you feel."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot. I don't know. It's not a big deal, I guess. I didn't really notice growing up, kids usually don't, and now I have more...potent...trauma, so...."
"I'm talking to Nancy about you. You're getting an appointment."
Will groaned dramatically. "I don't need an appointment, Sunshine."
"You do in fact, and you know it."
"Okay, maybe I do....Fine! I'll see Nancy. If, and only if, she feels comfortable with it. And I mean that, Nico. I don't want to make her uncomfortable because she has to see clients who are dating, separately."
"I don't think she'll care, but okay."
"Enough therapy talk for now, get your shoes off and snuggle with me." Will 'demanded' making grabby arms.
Nico giggled. He removed his boots, revealing his rainbow ankle socks, and dropped them to the ground. Then he and Will curled up together under Will's dark blue comforter.
Nico had never been so excited for a day in his entire life.