“what about this one?”

percy points to a cordiform scar landing on your waist. the story behind it wasn’t complex, except it could be if you wondered why it was in the shape of a heart

“I got that the day I met you. do you remember that awful thunderstorm?” you explain, your voice a whisper as well as percy’s

percy nods and traces his finger over the scar. “why’s it a heart?”

“I don’t know”

percy’s hand trails to another scar on your thigh, what would’ve been under your shorts before you pulled them up slightly to reveal it to percy

“and this one?”