Room 313, Sunday Afternoon

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After calling Bruce and filling him in on how things were going - some things, at least, and Bruce might have known he was leaving stuff out, but Jason was convinced that it would be worse to tell Bruce everything - Jason went downstairs to check up on Nico. He knew that the demigods had things to make themselves feel better when they got hurt, but Nico had been looking really bad after his fight with Percy, and Jason was, quite honestly, worried. It was a weird feeling, and one he wasn't going to share with anyone else. Maybe not even Nico.

When he got to the door, Jason knocked, and listened for the sounds of anyone being in the room.

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"Someone who's apparently good at abusing you. I'm sorry, I just..." Jason trailed off, looking sheepish. "This is going to sound pathetic, but I just don't like seeing you hurt."

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Nico's forehead crinkled with thought. "You're worried?" People weren't supposed to worry about him. It usually went the other way. "I mean, you probably shouldn't."

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"Why shouldn't I?" Jason asked, which sort of answered Nico's first question too. "Aren't you supposed to worry about people you like?"

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Jason was worried and he liked him. Nico had kind of assumed the latter, but it was sort of different hearing it.

"Well, yes. And you haven't exactly hidden that you like me," Nico said, starting to smirk a little. "But none of that is normal, so uh, excuse my confusion?"

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Jason smiled a little as he moved closer to Nico. "I'm sorry," he said sympathetically. "Honestly, I'm not used to people worrying about me either. I guess I should have figured it would be strange for you too." Looking over Nico again, he said, "What about the bruises you couldn't reach? I mean, you said you got ointment on the ones you could."

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Nico tried looking over his shoulder at the ones he'd paid no attention to. "Mostly I ignore them. It's okay, they'll heal naturally."

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"Or you could let me put something on them," Jason said, just barely resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

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"Hey, I wasn't gonna volunteer you," Nico said, reaching to give his arm a little push. "But I wouldn't complain."

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"You could have asked. It's okay, I don't mind," Jason said, turning to face Nico. "You'd do the same for me, wouldn't you?" If not, he was just going to picture it anyway.

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"Like I was going to bother you after that display," Nico said shaking his head. "Too embarrassing. But yeah, of course I'd fix you up. I'm pretty good at it with all the practice." He had to be when most people weren't all that interested in touching him.

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"Hey," Jason said quietly, trying to catch Nico's eyes. "You're not a bother to me, okay? Don't be embarrassed. It's not like I'll tell people you needed help or something." He smiled, hoping Nico would believe him. "Show me where you still need ointment, okay?"

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Nico didn't know how to explain his aversion, so he leaned down off the bed and dug around for the tube of vitamin lotion. "You can slap some of this on any of the spots on my back," he said, offering it up. "Just uh, not actual slapping."

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"I was aware of that part, for the record," Jason said, laughing as he took the lotion and moved around behind Nico. "You're not the first person I've helped patch up. You are the one I'm happiest about getting to touch though."

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"Oh, in that case I'm totally honored," Nico teased, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "And I expect more since you're so well-practiced at this."

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Jason rubbed his hands together to make sure they were warm before he put some of the lotion into his palm and rubbed gentle circles over the bruises on Nico's back. "Is that okay?" he asked. "Not too hard?"

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Because his hands could be too cold for Nico. "I'll bitch if it's too hard," Nico replied, closing his eyes to let Jason work. "So...I hear sex is your happy thought."

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Jason laughed as he worked the lotion in to make sure it helped Nico. "Yeah, sorry about that. I couldn't think of anything else that worked as well as that."

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"So it was a lie of a happy thought?" How disappointing. Especially when Jason's hands on his skin had him thinking about other things Jason's hands were capable of doing to him.

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"Oh, no, it definitely wasn't a lie," Jason said. "I meant I couldn't think of anything else that makes me that happy that was more, you know, class appropriate. Nothing else quite compares."

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"In that class, I have no idea what counts as appropriate," Nico pointed out. "Assuming I don't drown, I think hearing your happy thought will be the high point." Since there was water involved each week.

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"I'd tell you when I'm thinking my happy thought, but it might distract you from class," Jason said, moving his hands to a different bruise on Nico's back. He just had to tell himself all these marks were in the name of keeping Nico safe.

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Amused, Nico laughed at the thought. "You say that like I'm not always distracted. I'd rather be distracted by you than anything else if I had the choice."

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"I'd say I'd write you a note, but that would just be mean," Jason said, leaning in so his mouth was closer to Nico's ear. "I'll have to tell you instead."

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Nico didn't know if it was the sound of Jason's words or the feel of his breath that sent a shiver down his neck. Either way, he couldn't help his reaction. "Guess I'll have to sit closer this week."

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"I guess you will," Jason said, unable to resist kissing Nico's neck while he was so close. "I need all the practice being sneaky that I can get."