your hands twine and play at the end of percy's dark hair. it's tousled and utterly disheveled from rubbing against the cotton pillows. also the pillows he stole from you last night. yet you let him because unfortunately you like him a little too much.

his green eyes are half-lidded with sleep, from both just waking up and your fingers softly toying with his hair. his cheeks are flushed the lightest shade of pink, his lips of the same color parted a tad. and the morning light peeking through lacy curtains makes him appear like a very greek god. his calloused fingers lightly pad over the bare skin of your waist.

you sigh contently. his eyes trail over your features as gentle as possible. you untangle your fingers from his hair and drape your arms around his neck, pulling him into your chest. his hands sprawl along your back to hold himself steady.

"sweet girl..." he murmurs, muffled in your skin. you smile widely at his raspy morning voice.

"percy," you sing-song. he takes a large inhale, followed by an exhale.

"I'm fallin' asleep like this."