You and your boyfriend, Percy, had fought earlier today. A stupid argument over something neither of you could remember, although apparently it had been important enough for a screaming match.

Anyways, you were in your cabin that night when you heard the low rumble of thunder and saw the flash of lightning. A storm. You hated storms, you were terrified of them. You were trembling in your cabin, unsure of what to do. Normally Percy helped you but…

Screw it, you were too scared to care. You quickly got up, bolting out of your cabin to Percy’s. You knocked on the door, anxiously waiting for Percy to open it as rain dripped from the sky above you.

A sleepy Percy opened the door, a small glare replacing his normally playful expression. His expression softened however, when he saw how shaken up you were. Percy was the only one who knew about your fear.