To be honest, Percy could be the king of sarcasm, but when he was serious, he was damn serious and nothing could make him break a smile. Except you.

The dining pavilion was quiet, each demigod in their corresponding tables where the rest of their siblings could accompany each other. In other hand, Percy was on his table, alone, because he could be accompanied by his other brother, Tyson, a Cyclops, but he was not here. So the only accompany of Percy was himself.

A rule to break was other demigod come and sit next to another demigod from a different cabin, which was a dumb rule for Percy, like in his case. But you weren't a good follower of rules, except at the beginning, but now was different.

You were tired of looking at Percy and seeing him alone on his table, you gazing at him and then the two of you collide glances was a tired activity to do. You took your dish of food and walked towards the Poseidon's table, sitting next to Percy.

He never stopped to look at you while you came and sat next to him, he gave you a knowing glance that could be a grateful one like a what-are-you-doing look.

"That's against the rules, darling." Your boyfriend stated seriously but at the last word sounded grateful at the same.