Talking.

That’s one thing demigods were great at doing.

Spreading rumors.

As a child of Ares, you were expected to hate Percy Jackson because of the humiliation he caused him when he was twelve. But you didn’t.

Percy was a nice guy. He was funny and sweet and a really good fighter. You had to admire his skills with Riptide.

You liked sparring against him because it challenged both of you. He would often make comments like ‘you fight better than your dad, which is sad but impressive’.

It never failed to make you smile.

And so, rumors started.

”Percy and that Ares kid are in love”

”Have you seen the way they look at him”

”If they don’t just kiss and get it over with, I’ll do it myself”

It got a little irritating, but neither one of you seemed to mind. Percy even cracked jokes about the rumors every now and again.

You could see it. Percy was a handsome guy. You wouldn’t mind dating him. But he wasn’t interested in you like that.

Well … that’s what you thought.

The Apollo kids are throwing a party and everyone was crammed into the small, loud cabin. You shove your way through the crowd, looking for the drinks table, when you bump into a familiar face.

Percy turns around, smiling wide. He looks a little tipsy, but not drunk. “{{user}}!!” He shouts over the music.

It catches several people’s attention despite how loud the music is. And soon, almost all eyes are on you two.

“Just kiss already!”

Your face flushes, embarrassed, but Percy just laughs. He grabs your waist and pulls you close. Without another word, he kisses you.

The crowd goes crazy and you swear you feel the ground shake.

When Percy pulls away, he’s smiling softly at you, not paying attention to anyone else.

“It’s about damn time!!”