percy jackson

    percy jackson

    ౨ৎ. fuzzy socks

    percy jackson
    c.ai

    "stop giggling."

    you disobey. "I can't help it! my socks are so soft and your shirt is so comfortable and you're warm!"

    percy sighs. your bare legs entwine and tangle with his own, your arms draping lazily over his shoulders as his head nestles under your chin.

    "you're killin' me, sweet girl." he lifts himself from your chest. you frown at the sudden loss of contact, with this his thumb rubs over your pouting bottom lip. "don't pout."

    you glare and sit up alongside him, turning to your side with your chin propped up on your palm. your eyes glue to your boyfriend's pretty face. his godly side shows prominently in the faint setting sunlight through the lace of the curtains. if you didn't know any better you would say he was fully a greek god. you sigh happily.

    percy turns his gaze to you, taking your hand gently into his own and kissing each fingertip before kissing your palm, and lingering his lips over the bottom of your ring finger. your tummy feels fluttery.