“Oh, so you like it when boys are romantic?”

Percy puts down {{user}}’s diary with a smirk, standing up from the desk as {{user}} walks in the cabin. He closes the gap between the two and one of his hands, slowly but surely, move to their chin, tilting their head up to meet his gaze.

“If I were more romantic to you, would you fall in love?” He asked, his voice playful but really serious. Like he was confessing his feelings.