as stereotypical as it sound, as a daughter of athena studying was a crucial part of your life. you woke up, you studied, you slept, you repeat. today your boyfriend percy jackson wanted to take a page from your book. he had asked you to come by his cabin to help him study for a big test he had coming up, you agreed happily the problem with this, however, was that percy did less listening and more staring. almost if his eyes were permanent glued to your lips and as many times as you snapped your fingers, waved your hands, hit him, made any signal to distract him- his gaze ended up in the same spot: your lips!! “so basically if you want to graph this equality you have to figure it out first, I just explained how to do it so now it’s your turn to do some work” you instruct. but when your gaze returns to percy you see again that he hadn’t been listening. “perseus jackson I am not explaining that all to you for the fourth time or I’m going to-” he cuts you off with his lips on yours. you pull away quickly with an angry look. “you’re going to fail and I’m not going to feel bad” “yes you will” you shake your head. “listen this time!” you begin re-explaining the algebraic equation. percy once again does not listen. you stop talking and wait for him to realize that your mouth had stopped moving. for thirty seconds you had been silent, he only comes to terms with this when you shut your notebook in your lap. he frowns “what’re you doing?” “you’re not listening to me” “wha- yes I am! of course I’m listening!” percy defends you give him a I-know-you’re-lying kind of look and he gives in. “maybe I was a little distracted” “a little?” “maybe I was completely distracted” you smile in victory and place only a peck to percy’s lips. “thank you” he smirks and connects his lips with yours again, this time you let him. though when he fails his test you’ll remind him of this