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Dreaming.
He has been dreaming.
Apollo has been dreaming of Percy.
Simple dreams. Dreams of Percy’s beauty basking in his sunlight. Dreams of his smile. His laugh. His tears. His scars. His worries. His love.
Apollo’s dreams of Percy have not just been while sleeping, because it is rare that he feels the need to.
The dreams happen when he pulls the sun up and guides it back down. When he finds himself in moments of peace. And when his mind is swarming with torment; memories of the past.
Percy always seems to be there, permeating into every part of Apollo’s present yet ancient being.
Well, Percy is not physically there,
that would be his dreams come true.
