Ice Cream and Cute Boys

Francios was lazily lounging one of the white bean bag chairs inside of the minor love gods' cabin. He flipped through a copy of one of Habib-Hafez's pieces of smut fanfiction. It was quiet interesting and very, very detailed. Maybe there was use for that boy yet.

Francios stayed in his bean bag chair as one of his cabin mates, a son of Himeros, opened the door. He looked him up and down before standing out of the way for Jasper to come inside.

Francios looked up from Habib-Hafez's fanfiction before looking up at Jasper. "Oh, hey there." He stood up from his bean bag and tossed the copy to the side. He looked over at his half sister and Julieta before grinning and shrugging his shoulders. "Let's go then, football boy." He grabbed him by the front of his shirt and led him out of the cabin, down the steps and toward the hill.

Francios smirked and stuffed his hands into his tight shorts pockets and headed toward the hill. "New York to get ice cream." He told him with a grin on his face. "I mean, if you want to stay here and have me make innuendos and everything." The son of Eros looked over his shoulder at Jasper, then back forward.

Francios smirked. "I thought so." He looked over his shoulder at Jasper. "What's your favorite kind of ice cream?" The son of Eros asked with a raised eyebrow. He skipped a bit before settling down with a smile on his face. "What do you plan on doing after ice cream? I might go hang out with Habib. He writes the best fanfiction."

"Mint chocolate chip? Interesting." He stopped at the base of the hill and looked around. He could feel himself beginning to get uncomfortable. "I guess we have to call a cab." The son of Eros placed a hand on his hip and thought. "You have a cell phone party boy?"

Francios looked over at Jasper, then back at the street before taking the phone from Jasper. After a few minutes, he handed the phone back to Jasper. "I'm ready to go and get out of this camp." He shivered and looked over at Jasper. "Are you excited?"

 Francios studied him a bit before nodding his head. "Well, you don't have to come with me if you don't want to. I'm not going to force you to come along." The son of Eros looked down at his nails. "You're free to go."

Francios looked over his shoulder at Jasper and studied him for a while before turning forward. "I mean it. If don't want to go, then you don't have to. I need to go shopping anyway." The son of Eros watched as the taxi drove up. Francios got inside and moved to the other side of the car. "New York City, please." He told the taxi driver.

Francios looked over at Jasper who was now in the cab. He couldn't believe that he got into the car. He was 100% sure that the son of Dionysus would've ran back to his cabin to tell his twin sister about the encounter. "Bold move." Francios spoke up. "I didn't think that you would actually go and do that."

"Below all of your cute, awkward gayness? Yeah, I'm sure you are." Francios looked at his nails, then over at Jasper. "You shouldn't be so nervous. I'm not gonna bite."

Francios shrugged. "Unless you're into that." He teased with a grin. "Come on, loosen up. If anything, I'll introduce you into the world of gay." He flashed him a smile. "Ask me any question and I'll answer it."