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Either'd probably work, though if people wanted snacks the cafe's probably the better bet. Lord knows I usually need a drink talkin' about this sort of thing for any length of time and I've been tryin' to go for coffee before I go for whiskey if I can.

[Haha. It's funny, you see, because he's two steps away from being an alcoholic and the only reason he isn't more impaired by it is that he cut his teeth on moonshine so normal alcohol doesn't hit him all that hard.]

I could always bring some snacks back to my place. I'll have to ask the boss if he's okay with me holding meetings there first--but I think you're right, I think we should have food and drinks; it'll help break the ice some if people have something to do with their hands.

[He barely remembers the night they'd gotten together and gotten drunk, but he remembers enough to find it a little embarrassing, and he's not exactly interested in getting that drunk again--at least in front of a large group of people he doesn't know well.] I do have a coffee maker. I can't function until I've had at least two cups.

You n' me both. I'd just worry about one coffee maker bein' enough for as many people as might potentially show up. There are a lot of folks goin' through somethin' like this, seems like. More than I expected, really.

[It's probably a byproduct of how and where he grew up, but it still feels odd to him when he thinks about exactly how many of his fellow monsters aren't straight. The ratio feels wrong, somehow, but he fully admits that he's biased in that regard. It's different in the future. He knows it must be.]

I can get a thermos and make a few pots. It doesn't take that long to brew coffee--although I kind of think you're onto something, too. When I came out to my roommate, she wasn't really surprised that I'm dating a guy as much as she was surprised that I cared enough to tell her.

[Abruptly, he feels his face heat up--not having realized until after it came out of his mouth that he hadn't actually mentioned Sasuke to Fiddleford yet.]

Um. Speaking of, I guess I'm kind of dating a guy.

Really?

[Well, considering that post Percy made about it, it stands to reason he might wind up with a boyfriend depending on how things shook out with his feelings for his girlfriend back home. That doesn't mean it isn't a little surprising.]

For how long? What's he like?

[Percy lets out a noise that's embarrassingly close to a giggle.]

Uh, I mean--I didn't mean to. I think he might kill me if he heard me talking about us to other people--he's kind of, I don't know, he's a pretty private person?

[Which, honestly, is kind of an understatement--Sasuke is really more of a paranoid recluse than simply 'private', but there's also a part of Percy that doesn't want to air Sasuke's dirty laundry without permission.

Still, though...he remembers talking about Annabeth with his mother, and how embarrassing that was, but also that it was stabilizing in a way--just getting it in the open seemed to help him feel less self-conscious about the whole thing.]

When we started talking, I don't think either of us had any idea we might end up--you know. Into each other. But then we started hanging out, and it turned out we had a lot more in common than we realized. Sometimes that makes us fight, but I guess we also understand each other.

[A beat.]

We're not official or anything--I mean, I've kissed him, it's not like we haven't done anything--but we haven't actually talked about it. Not more than a couple of months, though.

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[Well. At least this is all blessedly within the realm of his own experience and therefore easy enough to wrap his head around.]

You don't have to tell me his name or anythin' if he'd be uncomfortable. I know how that is, bein' private. I'm the same way to a point and I'm not goin' to pry.

[See? He's being a good adoptive dad. You have to let your bird son fly free to an extent, he's pretty sure.]

You don't have to know exactly what you've got just yet. Lord knows Marco and I spent a while just feelin' things out before we really put a name on it. That's alright.

[There's something near his throat that feels warm at the soft, matter-of-fact acceptance--not that he wasn't expecting it, to a degree, but it's still a relief to hear, especially since he hasn't seen his actual parents in more than a year.]

I'm going to ask him if he'd like to meet you. I'm pretty sure he'll say no, but he surprises me sometimes. [There's a part of him that wants to hide under his blanket--his face is so hot he feels like he could cook an egg, but there's also a part of him that feels strangely giddy. Happy, in a way, to be talking about it with someone.]

But, um. I get the feeling he's been through a lot, so I try not to push him too hard, you know? I think he's still getting used to the idea that I like him as he is and don't expect him to be something he isn't. I'd shout from the rooftops how much I care about him, but I'm a lot more of a people person than he is, so I guess I'm letting him take the lead for now.

That seems like the right way to go about things. Let him do it at his own pace until he starts gettin' comfortable. We've all been through a lot. Couldn't hurt to give him time if he's been through more than most.

[He's kind of proud of Percy, honestly. Percy's young enough he could be forgiven for kind of stumbling his way through this and maybe messing it up a lot more than he is, but he's already got his head on straight about the whole thing. He's coming at it with a lot more maturity than he really has to at his age and that's impressive, to Fiddleford.]

This is the sort of place where a person ought to have somethin' nice in their life. He's awful lucky he's got you.

[For a minute, Percy isn't sure what to say--the phrase stops him short, and he can't quite breathe regularly; despite the fact that he's made a point not to care about orientation since he was old enough to know what it was, it's still the first time he's been in a relationship (sort of) where it mattered, and there's going to be a part of him that's confused and unsure no matter what he does.

But Fiddleford is probably the safest person to talk to about it--he knows by now the guy isn't the type to gossip.]

Yeah, exactly. It's hard enough for him to open up to me, let alone everyone else, so I try to be grateful for whatever he can handle. Annabeth was like that, too--uh, my girlfriend back home.

[He's also pretty sure that Annabeth and Sasuke, while similarly shy about their emotions, have different reasons for being so--but that's not important.]

[Goodness no. Fiddleford McGucket doesn't gossip. He's a private person himself and he wouldn't dream of violating someone else's privacy. At least not someone he likes, someone he has a very vested interest in seeing happy and healthy.]

Well. I'd love to meet him, if he ever feels up to it.

Maybe a double date? Gods, I bet he'd hate me.

[He can just picture it--the narrowing of eyes, the barely-there flaring of nostrils--but there's a part of him that wonders if, maybe, Sasuke might agree, if grudgingly. At least he seems to have given up on kicking Percy out when he drops by every few days.]

Maybe if we took them on a picnic. In some really, really, really secluded clearing.

I wouldn't mind that. There's an awful lot of nice places out on the far side of the lake, at the edge of the woods. We could pack up a nice lunch or somethin'. Or dinner. Can he go outside durin' the day? I know some folks can't.

[That's always a concern for him now, making sure he can accomodate everyone. It's not a problem for him when he's awake 24/7.]

[Sasuke actually lives on the far side of the lake at the edge of the woods, but he's so intensely private that Percy wouldn't dare disclose that information without explicit permission first, so he goes in a different direction with a small twinge of guilt for the misleading.]

He and I actually spar around there. And yeah, it'd have to be dinner. I'm usually at work during the day anyway.

Spar? Like, uh...

[He's never been one for sports of any kind. He used to wrestle with his siblings, of course, but that's just normal sibling tussling. Very different from what he imagines when he thinks of sparring.]

Swords? It's swords that you spar with, right?

[Percy groans, clapping a hand over his face. He hasn't seen Riptide in a year, but it feels like longer.]

Crap. I don't even want to think about how rusty my swordsmanship is. But, um, usually we do hand-to-hand. We're trained in different styles, but I think we fight on the same wavelength. It shouldn't work, but it does.

[Which, actually, is an accurate description of their entire relationship, if he thinks about it--but it makes him blush, so he tries not to.]

I had no idea you even knew how to use a sword. I suppose it makes sense. Child of a god and all. That's... that's probably the sort of thing you'd learn.

[He doesn't think about that much, truth be told. Every time he remembers his brain starts gearing up for a headache. Best to just accept it and not think about it. Or its implications in terms of the divine and what exactly is out there above and beyond humanity.]

It's good you two have somethin' you connect on, at any rate. A good relationship has to have a couple of things like that. Things you're on the same wavelength about.

[Unfortunately, the subject is one that quickly makes Percy morose--there's a lot of history there, and he can't quite keep all of it out of his voice.]

I got lucky. Remember my dead friend Luke, followed me around for a while in November? He was the best swordsman in a hundred years, and he was a good teacher, too. You know, before he went all darkside and tried to destroy western civilization.

[Percy shakes his head, trying to clear out the melancholic cobwebs.] I hope this isn't too corny, but I kind of got the impression that's true for you guys, too. The same wavelength thing, I mean.

[Destroy...? Yeah. Yeah, he's just gonna... yeah. That doesn't seem like something he can really speak to. He'll let it be. There are happier things to talk about.]

Oh, it sure is. He and I, we have a lot in common. Y'know we even lived around the same part of California? We might've been neighbors once.

[Though with the difference in their relative timelines it's more likely he was contemporary with Marco's father.

Huh.

He's just not going to think about that ever again.]

Dude, seriously? That's awesome.

[Suddenly, an idea dawns on him, along with a flush of embarrassment that he didn't think of it earlier.] Hey, what if you brought Marco to a GSA meeting, and I brought my--

[He cuts himself off. They've never actually used the words, and he's not sure which one applies., but he shakes it off, sifting through his mind for a suitable phrase.]

Um. My significant other. Anyway, we could do that midnight picnic afterwards, if we're not all sick of each other by then. And if I can get him to agree to go in the first place.

Oh, sure. That'd work just fine, if Marco was okay with goin'. I don't see why he wouldn't be. He's got a much better handle on this... on this whole thing that I do. He's known for a lot longer, he's had time to get used to it.

[And he's from 2016, where being a cis white gay male is no longer that much of a big deal comparatively.]

He'd be a great fit for the group if he wanted to come by regularly. I bet we could use some experience, and I doubt I would have even realized it if someone else hadn't told me.

[He's still a little rankled that the someone in question was Jason Compson, of all people, but he's trying to focus on the positives so as to avoid spiraling into negativity.]

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