Addicted

Jason POV

It's been three weeks since Leo and I got back from New Rome and Camp Jupiter. Three full weeks. This is starting to get overwhelming, and be tis I mean how much time I've been spending just thinking about Leo.

I lay awake in my cabin with Leo curled up on my chest like a cat. He always did remind me of a cat, the way he acts independently and only spends time with certain people. Yeah, he is actually very cat like. There I go again, think about Leo.

I think that it's close to three in the morning, but I became too lazy to check the time once it was past midnight. I just decide to except that I'm not getting any sleep tonight. So instead, I take this time to admire Leo's features. I want to commit everything to memory, every curve, curl, eyelash, and facial expression. I need to memorize it. I don't know when I started trying to memorize everything around me but I do know why I do it. After I lost my memories, I started to get this feeling that I wasn't remembering everything from my past, or that I was going to forget again. Every since then I've tried to memorize everything about the people around me. Right now, I'm trying to memorize every single detail of Leo Valdez.

Finally, my eyes trace across his face, but I falter at his lips. Sweet and dark pink, I couldn't look away and it's becoming a habit of mine, just to stare at Leo's lips. It's a weird habit, I know but I think I'm just addicted to watching them. The way the pull into a smile or a smirk. Or the way the puff out when he gives me his puppy dog face. Or even when they twist up in confusion or when he's mad. It's utterly intoxicating, and I know that I'm addicted to watching his lips.

I just want to kiss him, that's all I want. Well that and I want to hug him, and call him mine, and wrap my arms around his waist, and see him smile, and watch him grow up, and be with him for a long time, if not forever, and ...

Fuck,

Fuck,

Fuck,

And oh, did I mention FUCK!

I knew that Leo was important to me and I knew that I had some residual feelings for him, but I thought I was just because I missed him while he was gone. And then I proposed this arrangement and positively fucked myself over. Oh, Zeus Almighty! What am I going to do?!

I know that tomorrow I'll blame this on the sleep deprivation but after spending all this time with Leo I knew deep down that if I don't tell him now, I never will. My mind flashes back to the day under the tree, the first day Leo got back. He said that he liked someone else, but he hasn't mentioned it since and he always blushes and smiles when we're together. I just have to know if I even have a chance.

"Leo," I whisper while shaking him. "Leo please wake up."

"What the fuck do you want Grace? It's three in the fucking morning and I swear to Hades that if you don't leave me to sleep I will make sure you are in the underworld by the morning," Leo replies with a husky, fresh from sleep voice. I forgot that when Leo was sleepy, he had absolutely no filter.

"Leo, I'm gay," I state. Not the best way to started the conversation, I know, but I'm trying here.

"No shit Sherlock. You told me that you were bisexual over a month ago. Now let me sleep!" Leo shoots back.

"No, no," I say shaking my head. "I mean I'm gay for you,"

"And now I'm awake," Leo sits up quickly.

"I'm sorry, I should have kept my mouth shut, and I know you don't see me like that, but I just needed to get it off my chest that I really like you as more than a friend and now I regret it and oh fuck a probably screwed everything up but I ..." The suddenly there are lips on my mouth, successfully shutting me up. Then just as quickly as they appeared, they were gone.

"Jay, I like you too," Leo replies with a crooked smile, the one that I adore. I couldn't help myself I kissed him again, taking away his impish grin.

I always assumed that Leo had a lot of experience kissing because of his constant flirting, but I never imagined how good he would be at it. Even if I did, I know that I would have definitely under estimated just how good.

I let him lead the kiss and just give in to the fact that this was happening. Leo bites my lip gently asking for entrance and I grant it easily. Once we run out of oxygen, we break apart. "Bro," I whisper quietly, still staring at Leo's lips.

"You just had my tongue down your throat five fucking seconds ago, don't you fucking call me bro," comes Leo's snarky reply. I chuckle and pull him into a tight hug. "Wow, Grace never knew that you were such a teddy bear."

"You know I live for cuddles babe," I mumble into Leo's curls.

"So, I'm babe now?" Leo asks. I can hear the smirk and raised eyebrow in his voice.

"I warned you that I was possessive. You knew what you were getting into babe," I retort.

"Ugh whatever Grace, just fuck you and your charming personality," he clips back.

"At least buy me dinner first," I reply.

"Oh my gods! You sound like me! What the fuck?" he complains. "You know what, as long as we are officially a couple, I don't give a fuck what you call me and now I'm going back to sleep so good night Jay."

"Goodnight babe" I mumble.

Okay, I lied early. I'm not just addicted to watching his lips, I'm addicted to kissing them too. And making him smile. I'm just addicted to Leo in general.

Yeah that's it.

I'm addicted to Leo.

Oh, dear Zeus, I'm so fucked.

*Authors Note*

Hi!

I'm so sorry that I haven't updated, but I have been suffering from writers block and I just couldn't get myself to update. I don't know if I should continue this story, but if I do it will probably be only one or two more chapters.

Thank you for reading!

- Carly