Literally I'm just putting off writing the thing you actually want. But I'm off way to many days in a row, and I have it half-finished already, so it will get put up this week. But enough of that. Let's see what Percy and Jason do in this situation.

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Normally, Percy didn't mind sitting in Jason's car. But, since the events of the night were constantly rolling over in his head, he couldn't enjoy it. All the while, every time he moved, he was reminded that he had to punish himself for what he'd done. He hung his head, playing with his fingers on his lap. He wished Jason would say something to him. Anything. It would be so much better than the silence stretched between them. So far, Jason hadn't said much of anything. In fact, he hadn't done much of anything either. Except turn off the radio. Finally, Percy couldn't stand the silence any longer.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked quietly, glancing sideways at the blonde. Jason glanced over, studying Percy's defeated form for a moment. He wanted to be mad at him for ditching him tonight, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. After all, he could easily put himself in Percy's shoes. And he wouldn't want to stay if he'd wet his sleeping bag either. So, no, he wasn't mad. A little sad that Percy didn't last the night this time, but not mad.

"Of course not Perce," he said at last. "I wish you'd stay, but I'm not mad. And I understand where you're coming from." Jason left it at that, but that got the brunette thinking. So far, the blonde had been nothing but supportive. A lot more supportive than he probably should've been for another high school student. And he got where he was coming from? That's hard to do, unless…

"Uh, Jay, can I ask you a question?" Percy asked. He watched the sides of Jason's mouth rise.

"Technically, you just did," he pointed out, and Percy laughed lowly. Well, yeah, he had, but that wasn't the one he wanted to ask.

"Yeah, but a different one," he said. He rolled over what he wanted to say. Jason, on the other hand, shifted uneasily in his seat. He had a feeling he knew what the question would be. And he wasn't prepared to answer. "The reason you know what I'm going through, and the reason you're so supportive… Have you been in my place?" Percy asked at last.

"Not exactly, but kinda," the blonde replied after a particularly long stretch of silence. "Not as often as you, and mine didn't last long. But in middle school, I never went to sleepovers either. Just in case there was that one chance I'd go while I was sleeping. I could get away with it better though." He glanced over at Percy, who was staring at him with new interest. "But, before you ask why I researched what to do since I've been in your shoes, I have no idea how to deal with a high schooler. Middle school is slightly different."

"I still can't believe that happened to you," Percy said quietly. He really couldn't. Jason was so confident. He didn't have that. He wished he did. But it was hard to be confident when you were essentially wearing a diaper.

"Yeah, well, I still find it hard to believe myself," Jason replied at last. They slid into place in front of Percy's house. "Which is why I completely understand why you do the things you do." Percy had a new sort of respect for Jason. So he really did understand. "Here we are Perce," the blonde said quietly. "And hey, no one knows anything I told you. So, we exchanged a secret for a secret. You know you can trust me. Can I trust you?"

"Of course," Percy replied instantly. "I know how it goes, so of course I won't say anything to anyone. I do find it hard to believe you didn't tell Nico though. You guys seem close."

"Yeah, well, he doesn't need to know everything about me," the blonde said. "Besides, it is embarrassing. And as lame as this sounds, and I know it does, I just wanted to stay cool in their eyes." Percy ducked his head. "God Percy, I didn't mean it like that. You are cool. You know why?" Slowly, Percy shook his head. He didn't think he was cool. "Hey," Jason said softly, lifting his chin. "Facing your fears is cooler than anything I've done, trust me. You constantly thank me for including you. But thank you for trusting me enough to actually give me a chance finally." Percy smiled.

"Uh, your welcome, I guess," Percy said, laughing. Jason laughed too, but soon the smile slipped from his face. He glanced over Percy, who gazed up at him questioningly. God, he wanted to kiss the brunette. More than he had any other time. Yes, he kept inviting him for slightly selfish reasons at first, those being his very obvious crush on the shy brunette, but now, he wanted to help Percy be comfortable with people, and himself. He still had that damned crush on him though. That probably wouldn't go away any time soon. And Percy didn't help matters, looking so god damn adorable and innocent. Especially the way his green eyes sparkled brightly in the dark. "Jay," Percy whispered at last. The blonde blinked at him. "Um, this sounds crazy but…" He trailed off, searching the blonde's face. Jason encouraged him to continue. "Can I…kiss you?" he asked quietly, averting his gaze. "I shouldn't have asked."

"Of course you can," Jason whispered, startling the brunette into looking at him again. He laughed lowly. "Do you know how bad I've wanted to kiss you recently?" Percy smiled hesitantly. This was a rather awkward first kiss, but then again, most of them were. He wished it were under different circumstances, sure, as he was reminded of what happened every time he moved. But, at the same time, he wouldn't trade this moment for anything. "Are you sure?" Jason asked at last. "You still seem so hesitant."

"Um, I mean…" Percy mumbled, going red. Jason took the initiative and closed the gap between them, feeling Percy's rough lips against his own. The kiss didn't last long, but when Jason pulled away, he felt like he was floating. "God Jason," Percy mumbled. "Now I feel really bad for not staying."

"Don't feel bad," Jason said hurriedly. "You weren't comfortable there. I'm not going to force you to do something you don't want to do. I wasn't forced into anything, so it wouldn't be fair if I did it to you." Percy felt happy tears welling again. Why did he always cry when he talked to Jason? That's right. Because the blonde was perhaps the sweetest person on earth. "Just go inside, get some rest, and feel better, okay? We'll try this again, but with just you and me. No one else. So no pressure."

"Are you sure?" Percy asked uneasily. He didn't want Jason to abandon his friends just because of him. "Won't your friends question why you don't want them there."

"Maybe, but who cares?" Jason said with a shrug. "My whole point was to make you feel comfortable. Clearly, I'm not doing a good job." He gave the brunette a lopsided grin. "So next weekend, get ready for a sleepover at my house, just you and me. You can sleep in the guest bed, where Nico and Will slept last time. Just promise me one thing."

"What?" Percy asked, feeling his insides warm. Despite absolutely everything, Jason still wanted him around. What happened? How did he deserve a friend like Jason?

"Bring your stuff, and be prepared, just in case," the blonde replied. Percy smiled hesitantly again, going rigid when Jason pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Now go inside and get some sleep. It's late."

"Yes mama," Percy joked, grabbing his bag and sliding out of the car. "Night Jay. See you next time."

"Nigh Perce," the blonde said. "You bet you'll see me again." Jason watched until Percy was safely inside his house, then he drove back.

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"Where'd Percy go?" Jason glanced at Will curiously as he let himself back inside the tent. "Did you take him home?"

"Yeah," Jason said, shaking off the initial shock. "He wasn't feeling the best, so I took him home so he could get some worthwhile rest." He blinked at the unintentional rhyme, settling himself down on the ground. He'd forgotten to bring another sleeping bag with him. It wasn't that cold. He'd be okay.

"Where's your sleeping bag cuz?" Nico asked, yawning and plunking his head on Will's lap. The shorter blonde boy began toying with his hair. "Is that what you were in the laundry room for?"

"Yeah, something like that," Jason mumbled, stretching himself out and staring at the green ceiling. "I'm tired; let's just go back to bed." Will stared at the other blonde for the longest time, occasionally glancing down to make sure Nico was still happy and comfortable. "Will, what exactly do you want to know?" Jason asked. "I told you everything. Percy was sick; I took him home, end of story."

"Alright, alright," Will said, holding his available hand up. "I believe you, okay?" Even though he didn't. Something still didn't add up. "Oh hey, Octavian invited us over next weekend with the usual gang." Jason winced inwardly. 'The usual gang' was about ten people, excluding Jason, Will, and Nico. Percy would hate that.

"No can do," Jason said at last. "I invited Percy over next weekend."

"Well, we can just relocate," Will said, carefully lowering himself to the ground, mindful of his sleeping boyfriend. "It's not like they mind."

"But I do," Jason replied. Will simply stared at him. "Just me and Percy, okay? I think we've overwhelmed him a bit too much. He wasn't very comfortable the first time around." Will shook his head. Maybe he didn't get it, but he wouldn't really question Jason. No one did. Besides, he did pick up on Percy's unease.

"Are you going to get him used to it then?" he asked at last. Jason jerked awake. Will had taken so long to respond that time, he'd dozed off.

"It might take some time," Jason warned. "Before this weekend, he's never spent the night anywhere. I'll try and get him comfortable, but don't expect a complete turnaround right away. He still gets very nervous." Jason curled up on his side, pulling his pillow under his head. "I'm tired. Night Will."

"Night Jay," the other blonde whispered. He heard the sounds of Will settling, then soft noises from Nico. Probably complaints because Will was moving around. Jason felt a small bit of unease himself. He'd been relying on Percy to keep him comfortable. Without him, it would be hard to fall asleep. Knowing that made him anxious. And the last time he was anxious… Well, let's just say, he hoped he'd go to sleep soon.

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Percy let himself into his house, gazing around uncertainly. He tip-toed down to the wash room and stuffed his clothes in the washer. He'd turn it on in the morning. Every time he moved, he squeaked. They must've gotten the wrong size, because they felt a little more snug than normal. He'd almost rather wet the bed again than deal with this. No, not really. Anything beat that.

The brunette wandered down to his room, setting his bag by the door. He gazed around the small space, his eyes finally settling on his small bed. It almost seemed too small now. He would be lying if he said he didn't want Jason with him right now. He did. Very badly. The blonde did help him feel calm, even though he'd wet the bed again. He really hoped it was just nerves, otherwise he was fucked for life. He wanted to live normally. Hell, what if one day he had to go on business trips? That wouldn't bode well for hotel staff, having to explain why his sheets were wet every time he left. He sighed, sitting on the edge of his bed. He shifted uncomfortably. These were definitely the wrong size.

"Percy?" The brunette glanced up curiously. His mother stood in his doorway, studying him. "What happened honey? I thought that Jason boy kidnapped you for the night?"

"He, uh, was supposed to," Percy replied. "But I…I wet through my sleeping bag mom." That earned him a sympathetic look. "I forgot to put on my pullup, so when I changed, I was forced to put it on. But it felt so uncomfortable. I didn't want to stay anymore."

"Wait, Jason knows what's going on?" Percy's mom asked, sitting beside him. She was tired, sure, but first she had to make sure her baby boy was alright. Percy bit his lip.

"Y…yeah," he said. "He woke up the other night with me, the first night it happened."

"Oh no honey," Sally said, bringing her baby to herself. Percy allowed himself to be hugged. "How did he react?" Well, he hadn't kicked him out. In fact, he'd invited him back.

"Surprisingly well," Percy replied. "He, uh, gets it." Sally smiled. So, this boy had the same problem as her son? Or at least, he did. That was reassuring. At least Percy wasn't totally alone. "He invited me over again next weekend. Just us. No one else. He feels like he's been overwhelming me with too many people."

"Why don't you see if he will stay here?" Sally suggested. Normally, she wouldn't even consider saying that. But, her son seemed really fond of this boy. "If he cares about you, he wouldn't mind coming here. Besides, if he truly wants you to be comfortable, you are in your own room, with your own bed." Percy thought that over for a moment. Yeah. That made sense. He had been feeling a bit overwhelmed with all the people. Granted, he'd been giving Jason the okay for this. He should've known his own limitations. But…

Percy desperately wanted to be normal. Or, at least, as normal as possible. He wanted to fit in. He wanted to play sports and be a part of teams and have friends like every other person his age. He wanted to not live in fear of people finding out about the one thing that made him different. But he couldn't. As long as he continued to wet the bed, he'd never be normal. As with every time he thought that, he felt tears prick the corners of his eyes. He pushed away from his mom, laying down on his bed.

"I'm exhausted," he said quietly. "Night mom." Sally ruffled his hair and left quietly, closing his door. Percy glanced at the place she'd been. He glanced down. He could see the top of his pullup peeking over his pajama pants. The tears threatened to fall again. Why? Why did he have to be so different? He picked up his phone. Before they'd fallen asleep, Jason programmed his number into the phone. Percy stared at it for a long time. But he set it aside. He didn't need Jason. Even though he did.

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"God dammit," Jason swore softly. He was standing in Nico's bathroom, unsure of what to do. He scrubbed his face. God dammit. Maybe he was just as nervous as Percy. After all, this hadn't happened in a long, long time. At least it hadn't been in the tent. That definitely would've been hard to explain. But, outside the tent, steps from the house? That was new.

Luckily for the blonde, he brought new clothes. He'd already changed. He held his phone in his hand. He wanted to call Percy. After all, despite how bad this sounded, he'd know what to do. He dealt with it every day. He finally texted him.

Hey Perce. You up? He set the phone aside, waiting anxiously for a reply. He didn't want to go back outside. Maybe he should take himself home.

Yeah. He sighed with relief when the brunette texted him back. Why are you up? You should be sleeping. Jason sighed. Yeah. This was a lot more difficult than he would've thought.

I, uh, sort of did something I haven't done in awhile, Jason replied. He sat down on the tub, ducking his head. Why? He wasn't nervous. Granted, he'd fallen asleep a little anxious, but that usually didn't bother him much. At least, not enough to warrant what happened.

Did you pull a me? Jason had to smile at that line. In a manner of speaking, yes.

Kinda sorta, he texted back. The only difference was I was fully awake, and aware, when it happened. I was literally steps from the house. He wondered how Percy would react to that. At least he was asleep when it happened.

Oh no! Jason glanced at the first text. My poor Jay. I'm sorry. Do you know why? But Jason couldn't focus. My poor Jay… Those words would be stuck in his mind the rest of the night. Jason wasn't Percy's. At least, as far as he knew he wasn't.

I don't know, Jason texted at last. But I know talking to you has made me feel a little better. And it had. Percy understood what it was like. At least to some degree. But that was something the blonde himself didn't understand. He shouldn't have wet right there, by the door. It wasn't like he'd been holding it in all day. He hadn't drank anything before bed. His emotions weren't running rampant right now. He couldn't explain it. Finally, he just shrugged it aside. It was one random occurrence. How bad could it really be?

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Hands up, who saw that coming. I wasn't sure myself, but yeah, that does explain why he's so understanding. A little bit of bonding. We'll pick up again next chap.