~Chapter 25~

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The next day, Apollo woke Percy up right after he came back from raising the sun. Percy had grumbled.

"'Pollo, no," He groaned, burying his face in his pillow.

Apollo surpressed a smile at the sight.

"Percy, come on, waking up early would be good for you," Apollo nagged.

"I'm tired, I don't care," Percy mumbled, slurring his words.

Apollo sighed, sitting down on the bed.

"I'll let you hide in your cabin all day. Just get up now, and we can walk around camp before anyone wakes up," Apollo tried, running a hand through his hair.

Percy groaned, weakly pushing himself up into a sitting position and heavily leaning on Apollo. Apollo chuckled and wrapped an arm around Percy.

"See? That wasn't hard. Come on, now," Apollo said softly, getting up and helping Percy up.

Percy yawned and gave a small sigh, reluctantly and weakly getting up. He shivered at the harsh cold of the morning, and Apollo quickly handed him a sweater.

"Don't get sick," He reprimanded, watching Percy slowly put it on.

"Don't wake me up at the crack of dawn," Percy shot back, sluggishly walking toward the door.

Apollo grumbled under his breath as he followed him out. Percy wrapped his arms around himself, shivering as they walked around camp. With a yawn, he put his head on Apollo's shoulder, walking slowly. Apollo wrapped an arm around him and frowned slightly when he noticed how thin Percy was, and how much he was shivering.

"Perce," he began, "when was the last time you ate?"

Percy paused, looking up at Apollo.

"Uh... the coma... I- I dunno? A little over two weeks, I guess?" Percy winced.

Apollo gaped at him.

"Perseus Jackson, how the fuck are you even alive right now?!" He exclaimed incredulously.

Percy gave a tired shrug.

"Don't you realize how bad this is?! Percy, you're on the verge of fucking dying!" Apollo yelled.

Percy flinched, looking down.

"It's fine-"

"Perce-"

"It doesn't-"

"Percy-"

"It's not-"

"Perseus!"

Percy shut up, shifting and fidgeting anxiously. Apollo softened at the sight, giving a small sigh, making Percy flinch again.

"I'm sorry. I'm just worried, okay?" Apollo murmured, slowly and gently putting a hand on Percy's shoulder.

"Don't be. I'm fine," Percy waved off, rubbing his left arm.

Apollo noticed, and despite not wanting to make a comment, he decided to try.

"Have the scars faded?"

Percy recoiled, stepping away from Apollo with a flinch.

"N-no," He mumbled, looking down again.

Feeling guilty, Apollo gave a small nod.

"Would you do it again?" He asked quietly.

Percy nodded hesitantly. Apollo's heart broke for him.

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