Zephyr

LET’S HAVE OUR GREATEST PILOT AND SEXIEST BEAST, LANCE ANSWER THAT BY A SIMPLE DEMONSTRATION!

This is in reference to Voltron season 1 episode 4. 

I’m sorry, anon! I can’t help it! I have this headcanon that Nico does in fact have difficulty in picking up social cues even after five years of dating Percy =))) 

This is probably the continuation of this crossover I have for Team Voltron and Team Demigods. 

P.S. Older Nico in a ponytail is just love. And damn hot damn Frank, you’ve grown fineeee

Ohgods, GX is this you? lol no jk if it is, he’d just leave this signed and shit. Anyway, WHY YES I INDEEDY DO! But so far I could only tell you my headcanon about Sheith and Percico 

Well, okay, are you ready? So let me establish a bit of an atmosphere here, okay? Pretend that this whole AU is held somewhere in the Hands All Over/Overexposed verse where in Percico is canon, Leo’s back with Calypso and the whole camp unification is up and in order. (And with Chiron in his usual tail curlers.) 

- Percy, Nico and the gang have aged up and are in their actual ages now (if we base it on Percy’s birthyear) so 23 and 20 respectively for our beloved pair. 

- Percy and Nico are living together in their apartment in New Rome, only visiting Camp Half-Blood for the summer and they suddenly found themselves running errands for Chiron since they’re already in their adulthood and are practically allowed to go in and out of camp without supervision. 

- The Voltron team had jumped in a wormhole, but due to the crystal’s instability they wormhole had malfunctioned and because of it a rip in the fabric of time and space therefore accidentally time travelling from the future to the present world. 

- Given that they’re stuck on modern day Earth for a while, the team had divided up work with Lance, Pidge and Hunk working together with Allura and Coran to make sure the ship is safe and sound from the crash landing. Not trusting Lance and the others to pick up relatively healthy food for the crew, Keith and Shiro were the ones to buy the supplies from the nearby grocery. 

- At that moment Percy and Nico were also on their way to the supermarket to buy some stuff Chiron and some other campers needed from the mortal world. Not wanting to spend so much time outside because of the threat of monsters lurking around, the both of them split up and divided the grocery list. 

- Shiro and Keith did the same, agreeing to rendezvous down by the middle of the supermarket to buy some other stuff they need to decide on together. Teamwork is essential especially when grocery shopping. 

- Minutes went by and exactly half an hour later, Shiro had bumped into his favorite dark-haired mullet right where they had agreed to meet up. Wearing that black shirt he had liked wearing so much and devoid of the striking red and white jacket, he wished they could get stuck in this place for a little longer. The coldness of space did little for Shiro to have some excuse to ogle the young man’s smooth skin, afterall. 

- Not needing any words, Shiro reached his hand over to hold his partner’s hand, the both of them intertwining their fingers together and continued to walk along, minding their own lists in hand and looking around for the desired goods they needed to buy. 

- Percy, on the other hand, was walking around pushing his grocery cart when he met up with his own favorite mullet-head. He didn’t remember Nico taking a cart of his own, but he just shrugged it off thinking maybe he had changed midway noticing he can’t possibly carry all those things on a measly basket. It was nice doing this alongside Nico, it made him feel like everything could be as normal for them as any other human being on Earth, and he’ll take it over any shenanigans the damned Olympians had in store for them. Domestic Percico for him is just the bomb. The cherry on top of a mess of a parfait he has. 

- Casually walking beside one another and pushing the grocery carts with a soft clatter on the cold floor, Percy slid a bit closer to his boyfriend and bumped shoulders with him before going back to picking up a huge ass can of mushrooms. The other discreetly smiled at the contact, looking away and picking up some packs of pasta instead. 

- Heading over to the paladins’ side of the story, Shiro picked up a tightly packed set of green bell peppers with his prosthetic hand and looked entirely thoughtful, noticing that Keith isn’t looking at his direction, he cleared his throat and asked. 

Shiro: Keith, do you think Coran and Allura would like the taste of these? Or should I leave this and go for some potatoes instead?” 

Keith: Perseus, I thought I told you I don’t know everyone at camp. Who’s Coran? Who’s Allu-” 

Shiro: Who’s Perseus?” 

- Annoyed, Keith looked at Shiro’s direction and his dark brown eyes had widened drastically. Those gray eyes are not the color of the sea at all. 

- Shiro’s hand felt clammy against the stranger’s grip. Those brown eyes are not the color of amethyst. It’s not him. 

-On Percy’s side of things, Percy had been having trouble understanding Chiron’s hurried writing. He doesn’t know if centaurs are affected by aging illnesses such as Parkinson’s disease or if Chiron is having a really bad case of sweaty palms and shaky hands. Scratching his head, he looked over to Nico for help. 

Percy: Hey, Neeks? I kind of need help understanding this. Do you think Chiron meant paper towels or dead… trowel? What even is a dead trowel? 

Nico: Did you hit your head when we landed? It’s Coran, not Chiron. Chiron’s like the trainer of the gods in some Greek culture or something. 

Percy: Well, of course I know he’s the trainer of the gods, we’re Greek! and what do you mean when we landed? We walked all the way here. 

Nico: Takashi, we’re so far from being Greek. We’re- 

-And that’s where Percy hit him. The purple irises that were staring at him with confusion and irritation were so far from the chocolate brown eyes he loved staring at. It was at that moment that Nico had felt his stomach drop 600 feet down the floor. He was brushing his shoulders with someone else. With someone else whose eyes are not the warm grays he had spent every waking hour with. 

- And it was at that same moment that all our four characters felt their whole worlds crashing down together when it seemed like the two young mullet-haired boys cried out.

Keith: WHO IN TARTARUS ARE YOU?!

Nico: WHAT THE QUIZNAK?! YOUR HAIR’S NOT WHITE! 

- Hearing their respective partner’s voices aisles down from the middle of the supermarket, Percy and Shiro looked at each other’s general direction and saw their boyfriends standing in such close proximity near the stranger. WHAT THE HELL?!

Percy: Nico?! 

Shiro: Keith?!

Nico: Who is he?! 

Keith: Why is he holding your hand?! 

- Oh gods, what’s happening? Shiro and Percy groaned.