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“I think that long thing goes into that hole right there.” you point with your index to a green hollow pole piece. percy grins ear to ear and does as you say. “that’s what she said.” you sigh and use the hand propping up your chin to rub your face before returning to its spot to hold your head once again. “you’re allowed to laugh, sweet girl.” you shake your head and grab a tiny lego person, inspecting it. “nothing was funny.” “I thought so.” percy shrugs and places two clear pieces together to instal the window of the flower shop. you take the next white pieces and beginning going ahead of percy as he is taking his sweet time building each portion with meticulous effort. in his defense, he wanted your lego flower shop to be immaculate. as you build around the windows percy has just placed, he takes your hand and places it down on the sheets just before your chest where it rested previously. “percy,” you whine. “I’ll do all the work, you just have to sit there and look pretty.” “but I want to help.” “you pinched your finger last time. I can’t have another one of your injuries on my conscious.” you huff yet agree. you’d built a flower bouquet earlier and hurt your index. it had bled, even. but with tears prickling in his eyes, percy wrapped a shark bandaid around your cut and kissed your finger better. plus, without helping you’d be available to admire percy as he held great attention to the shop. green eyes darting from the instructions to the building, back and forth over and over. and his calloused fingers handling the small lego pieces with ease and his dark hair falling in front of his face, in dire need of a cut soon. he wasn’t anything but ethereal, god-like, so incredibly pleasing to the eye you could melt into a puddle. you presume percy had felt your heavy gaze upon him as his eyes take you captive in their seas. he doesn’t wear a smirk, surprisingly, but a gentle smile he’s reserved for you and you only. “close your mouth before you drool all over the sheets, sweet girl.” you hadn’t realized your lips had parted. instinctively, you take your free hand to your mouth. you had not been drooling. not yet, at least. “we’ve done worse to these sheets.” “atta girl.” you laugh and roll onto your back, cautious of the legos splayed across the bed beside you. your hands rest upon your tummy, toying with the ruffles along the lower regions of your sundress. percy climbs over, in admittedly, an awfully awkward position trying to avoid your flower shop, but worth it once his salty lips claim yours. only thrice, to your dismay. though you’d grant him more once he’d finish your lego— a prize for his hard work. you kiss each corner of his mouth with swiftness before he pulls away and sits back upright. “how much more?” “I still have to finish the roof. and then I think that’s it after that.” you nod attentively. “any chance you could finish sooner?” “take off your underwear and we can find out.” “not funny five minutes ago, not funny now.” “but you’re smiling.” well fuck your brain and its absentminded happiness when with percy. and fuck percy for being stupidly genius with his jokes. “shut up.” “you’re smiling,” he sing-songs. “you think I’m funny, admit it, sweet girl.” “I’m not admitting jack.” “please? for me?” “no.” you point your finger at the flower shop. “finish. and maybe I’ll reward you.” “you’re just saying that.” “I’m not! I pinky promise.” you extend your hand and percy links his pinky around yours in a sacred promise before rapidly returning to build your store. the reward, he found, was only a singular kiss. yet he loved it more than anything regardless.ᝰ.ᐟ

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