A/N: Based on this imagine I submitted to imaginepercico some months ago, which was in turn based on my parents’ first anniversary.
It was absolutely unfair that everything Percy had planned for the day was ruined. Like, he absolutely understood that it was out of his control, but getting sick on his and Nico’s first anniversary was the absolute worst. He’d made all sorts of plans to surprise Nico, but then they’d both woken up sick and Percy had been forced to cancel the reservations at the restaurant he’d made weeks ago, pass their tickets to the movie to some friends, and call his mother to come over with soup for them, since neither of them could really get off the couch to make anything to eat.
Sally had just left, after bringing over some of her homemade chicken noodle soup in her crockpot, leaving it where her boys (no matter how old they god, Percy and Nico were her boys) could reach it, and made sure they were taking care of each other.
Which, they were. If you counted them curling up on the couch together with mugs full of soup, surrounded by tissues, bottles of water, and wrapped in blankets as taking care of each other. They were close, Percy made sure that Nico actually ate his soup, and Nico made sure that Percy actually rested, instead of fussing about their anniversary.
“I’m not upset about not going out,” Nico told him. “We can watch a movie here. I’m happy just spending the day with you.”
Percy sighed and pulling the younger man to him, pressing a kiss to Nico’s temple. “Yeah, okay. I just wanted to do something special.”
“Considering our busy schedules, spending a day together is special.”
Percy gave a soft smile. “Yeah, that’s true,” he replied. Between Percy’s job and Nico’s school schedule - the younger man still working for his Master’s degree - they didn’t get to spend a full day together very often. “So, what do you want to watch?”
Nico hummed thoughtfully. “Star Wars marathon?” he suggested.
“It’s like you read my mind.”
The two of them shifted and disentangled, without spilling their soup, and Percy got up carefully so he could get the first movie started while Nico moved to get another bottle of water and a sleeve of crackers to nibble on. As they returned to the couch, the movie playing, Nico curled up against Percy’s side, head resting against the older man’s shoulder.
“Happy anniversary,” he told his husband.
“Here’s to many more,” Percy replied, raising his water bottle to tap against Nico’s.
“Don’t spend your time with peasants, Bianca. We are above them.”
So Arielle and I discussed that the Hunters of Artemis are now just the mega elitist Archery Club who are basically Glee’s Cheerios of the Private School AU.
They walk in a pack and are always wearing their letterman jackets, they have a private section in the locker room (much nicer, more marble, password protected), and have more trophies displayed EVERYWHERE than any other club in the school. Combined. They also get the most funding and the most attention from the school heads and are all actually really hot so it’s a no-win situation for their haters, xoxoxo.