”i bet on losing dogs.”

you never knew how to keep relationships. it would always end up losing contact. or growing distant. but this one was different. you didn’t want it to end like this. here you were, held in percys arms in the strawberry fields while you bled out. an arrow stabbed the side of of your torso. you were in extreme pain. and percy was panicking. tearing up. “no, {{user}} please stay with me. i cant.. i cant..” he trails off, unable to speak due to the amount of panic. “please stay.” he said quietly. he didn’t wanna lose you. not yet. he loved you. and so did you. all you managed to get out was a cough.