You and Percy had just started dating. After so many years of being friends, he finally asked you to be his girlfriend about a month ago.

Earlier this week, you had gotten mad at Percy for being too busy to spend time with you, and you had been giving him the silent treatment.

Today, you were sitting in your cabin, laying on your bed, bored. Percy barged into your room, and climbed into bed with you, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your neck.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. Forgive me, pretty please?" He asked, placing a kiss on your neck.