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"I'm sorry."
Percy looked up with an eyebrow raised.
"What?" He asked, putting his fork down to focus on his boyfriend
Jason sighed and turned away from the son of Poseidon "I said, I'm sorry, Percy. For everything." The blonde set his own fork down. "I'm supposed to be this fearless leader, yet I couldn't even save you and Annabeth from falling into Tataurus."
Percy rolled his eyes "So? Without you, the crew might not have survived while we were down there. I mean, gods, who knows if we all would have even lived long enough to get to Tataurus without you as our leader." He gently turned his lover's head towards him
"And on top of that, I got a perfect boyfriend out of it. Handsome, strong, kind, good in-"
"Okay! Okay. I get it." Jason cut Percy off with a shove
"Do you? Because I mean it. You are perfect. Even if you don't see it. I wish you could see yourself in my eyes, I wish you could see yourself the way I do." Percy held the blonde's hand tightly
"I know how you see me. That doesn't change how everyone else does." Jason removed his hand from his grip and stood up to look out the window of the mess hall
"You mean Leo, who considers you his best friend? Frank, who looks up to you? Annabeth, who has said quite a few times how she admires your knowledge? Do I need to go on?" Percy was now standing beside him
Jason sighed once more. He knew that the crew didn't hate him. It was obvious, even to him. Yet he couldn't help that nagging voice in the back of his head telling him that he didn't deserve Percy, didn't deserve this comfort. Why would he? His mother didn't even want him.
"Babe?" Percy called out to him, effectively cutting off the long train of dark thoughts.
"Yeah. Sorry." He mumbled
Percy paused for a moment, "Come on." He spoke as he gently dragged Jason to his room and into the bathroom.
"You need to relax, well, we both do. But mostly you. So come on." He said as he took off the grey T-shirt he had on.
Jason knew he could have said no and that would be that. But the bath did sound nice. And Percy always had a way of making him feel better, even on the worst of days.
Jason pried the Camp Jupiter shirt off his body before removing the rest of his clothes, noticing his lover had done the same. When? Jason didn't know.
Percy gently grabbed the blonde's hand and sat him in the tub, himself climbing in and sitting behind him. It was a little cramped, but what did you expect shoving two demigods in a tub meant for one?
Jason had to admit that it did feel nice to let go of his worries and just sit in his partner's arms. He knew he was loved.
Yeah, maybe he did see what Percy does in him.