Sun shined through the blinds of Cabin Three, the bed as comfortable as ever until you turned to see him… The one person you promised yourself you wouldn't spend a night with, Percy Jackson.

You suddenly came to a realization: "He's shirtless. And he's.. him. And I’m in his bed."

Percy snagged an iron grip around your waist, his head nuzzled into your neck. "Please don't go yet, {{user}}.." He sighed in his sleep.