"I hate this soap."

"it says right here: 'irresistible scent' am I irresistible yet, sweet girl?"

you ponder the question for a second. "the opposite."

"guess I need more of it then—"

"no!"

before percy has the chance to lather himself in any more of his new soap you snatch the bottle from his hands and place it back on the shelf.

"because you think I'm already irresistible enough? yeah, I know, sweet girl, you don't have to say it."

you furrow your brows at him. "you're not-"

"no, it's fine. that's exactly why you had your hands all over me last night."

"goodbye, percy." you roll your eyes and step out of the shower.

he turns off the water and follows your actions quickly. but before you gather the change to take your towel from the hook, percy grabs it and begins to dry you off himself.

"I'm a grown woman, I can do this myself."

"I know you can, sweet girl."

you look at him expectantly waiting for the 'however

however, he ignores you and begins to place kisses to your damp skin, beginning from your jaw and downwards your body as he dries you.

you sigh and take ahold of his shoulders to keep yourself steady. "percy..."

"my sweet girl," he murmurs against your tummy.

"I know what you're doing."

he drops the towel and holds your thighs as he looks upwards to you. "do you?"

"yes. let go of me."

"yes ma'am." percy stands.

you take this chance to grab your towel again and wrap it around yourself. percy takes his own, repeating the same but hanging lowly around his hips.

"you're not irresistible yet, don't ask." you exit the bathroom. percy follows you like a lost puppy.

"you know I am, just say it once and I'll be happy."

"I'm not saying it." you scavenge your drawer for a pair of panties to sleep in.

"once."

you take a pink pair, sliding them up your legs. you one hand to land on percy's chest.

“percy.”

"sweet girl." he smiles once your attention is on him.

"you, perseus jackson, are the most irresistible man ever."

"does this mean you'll make out with me?"