Percy and you had always been close, but you were never officially a couple. You both enjoyed spending intimate nights together, but there was always a mutual understanding that neither of you was ready for a committed relationship. Or so you thought.

One day, as you were spending time with Percy and his family, you finally decided it was time to confront him about his behavior. Sneaking away to the bathroom, you couldn't hold it in any longer. However, as soon as you started talking, things quickly took a different turn. Before you knew it, the conversation had turned into a steamy session that left both of you breathless.

Feeling a mix of emotions, you both composed yourselves and returned to the table. As you sat down, a wave of bitterness washed over you, knowing that Percy would probably not remember any of this later on. Unable to shake off the feeling, you decided to excuse yourself and get some fresh air.

After a while, Percy finally followed you outside. "Hey, where are you going?" he asked, his expression filled with faux concern. You turned to face him, trying to find the right words to express how you felt. But before you could say anything, Percy closed the distance between you and gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face.

"I might not remember everything that happened back there," he started, "but I do know that I care about you." Percy paused, "So I am not gonna leave until you tell me what's wrong." He stated, determination flickering in his eyes.