percy, percy, percy.

Leo gets it, honestly he really does. Percy is everything you could ask for in a man, he’s pretty—he’s strong, he’s funny, he’s talented.

but so is leo!—right? At least he’s even more funny, he makes you smile and laugh meanwhile percy just gets a giggle in return.

It frustrates him so much, seeing you all clung to him like he deserves you. Like leo wouldn’t drop down on his knees and worship you if you as simply just looked at him.

But then you’re here, in his arms like you adore him, like you wouldn’t leave him for a guy who’s even slightly more better.

he doesn’t blame you. He also doesn’t know what you’re thinking, he knows commitment is hard, he just has to be patient right?

“hm, you doin’ okay?..”

His fingers run through your hair, in attempt to sooth the headache of your complaints.

or maybe to show you how good he can be to you.