Heading back to his apartment in New Rome after a day of no contact from his friends — Percy at least hoped someone magicked a present into his living room.

What waited instead was a surprise party set up by you, his lover. You were sprawled out on Percy's couch, having fallen asleep while waiting for Percy. And… there it was. A blue birthday cake, baked specially by you. Percy found himself grinning like an idiot, so happy he might just burst, but he didn't want to wake you.

“Oh my gods-” he was practically speechless. Percy felt a warm flutter in his stomach, this was the best way to turn eighteen in his opinion.