Perseus Jackson

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Just, you know seeing friends now that I’m out of college for the summer

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You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

He enters the kitchen not too long after, adjusting the shirt slightly. The clothes fit well enough, but they’re certainly not loose at all. He looks at Percy’s outfit, nodding. “Nice shirt,” he comments, looking amused. “And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.”

*he looks up from whatever he’s doing and stands still, face going red. The jeans hug Jason’s leg muscles perfectly and the shirt leaves almost nothing to the imagination. He feels his mouth go dry as he stands there just staring at Jason before somewhat collecting himself and clearing his throat* mmh, uh yeah thank you! I mean they fit? Shirt looks a little… tight?

He shrugs. “Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve worn stuff like this before. I guess I just never actually realized how much smaller you are than me. Good thing you wear baggy clothes, huh?”

I- well.. oh! I was going to text my mom about coming over to see Estelle… shit *he hurries over to the couch looking for his phone* and definitely we need food… bagels? There’s a good place down the street. Are museums interesting to you?

*he takes a deep breath and flops down on the couch, phone forgotten on his lap for a second* I- you’re really- I mean… I think I’m- dying?

He looks really concerned now, and he sits next to Percy on the couch, putting a hand gently on his arm. “What? Why?” He asks worriedly, frowning.

*he avoids eye contact* not really…. But- I- uhh, you’re really hot? Especially in my clothes… *he tries playing it off* but that’s not something I can just say haha

Yeah- well I guess I didn’t want to make it weird? You’re basically stuck here with me and I thought it’d be okay but then… you know, uhm, my clothes?

“I’m not ‘stuck here’ with you, Perce, I want to be here. And I… I don’t know, I don’t think it’s weird. I think that- I think that you’re really handsome too. Even if you’re not wearing my clothes,” he admits, his face getting even redder. “I guess maybe I’m really not the best person to ask about what’s weird to do or not. But, still…” He trails off, shrugging.

I- thanks… I guess I was just a bit worried? I don’t want to ruin it and I mean I’ve known that you’re attractive for years but… well since me and Annie broke up I’ve been thinking about different things? God I sound stupid

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

He enters the kitchen not too long after, adjusting the shirt slightly. The clothes fit well enough, but they’re certainly not loose at all. He looks at Percy’s outfit, nodding. “Nice shirt,” he comments, looking amused. “And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.”

*he looks up from whatever he’s doing and stands still, face going red. The jeans hug Jason’s leg muscles perfectly and the shirt leaves almost nothing to the imagination. He feels his mouth go dry as he stands there just staring at Jason before somewhat collecting himself and clearing his throat* mmh, uh yeah thank you! I mean they fit? Shirt looks a little… tight?

He shrugs. “Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve worn stuff like this before. I guess I just never actually realized how much smaller you are than me. Good thing you wear baggy clothes, huh?”

I- well.. oh! I was going to text my mom about coming over to see Estelle… shit *he hurries over to the couch looking for his phone* and definitely we need food… bagels? There’s a good place down the street. Are museums interesting to you?

*he takes a deep breath and flops down on the couch, phone forgotten on his lap for a second* I- you’re really- I mean… I think I’m- dying?

He looks really concerned now, and he sits next to Percy on the couch, putting a hand gently on his arm. “What? Why?” He asks worriedly, frowning.

*he avoids eye contact* not really…. But- I- uhh, you’re really hot? Especially in my clothes… *he tries playing it off* but that’s not something I can just say haha

Yeah- well I guess I didn’t want to make it weird? You’re basically stuck here with me and I thought it’d be okay but then… you know, uhm, my clothes?

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

He enters the kitchen not too long after, adjusting the shirt slightly. The clothes fit well enough, but they’re certainly not loose at all. He looks at Percy’s outfit, nodding. “Nice shirt,” he comments, looking amused. “And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.”

*he looks up from whatever he’s doing and stands still, face going red. The jeans hug Jason’s leg muscles perfectly and the shirt leaves almost nothing to the imagination. He feels his mouth go dry as he stands there just staring at Jason before somewhat collecting himself and clearing his throat* mmh, uh yeah thank you! I mean they fit? Shirt looks a little… tight?

He shrugs. “Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve worn stuff like this before. I guess I just never actually realized how much smaller you are than me. Good thing you wear baggy clothes, huh?”

I- well.. oh! I was going to text my mom about coming over to see Estelle… shit *he hurries over to the couch looking for his phone* and definitely we need food… bagels? There’s a good place down the street. Are museums interesting to you?

*he takes a deep breath and flops down on the couch, phone forgotten on his lap for a second* I- you’re really- I mean… I think I’m- dying?

He looks really concerned now, and he sits next to Percy on the couch, putting a hand gently on his arm. “What? Why?” He asks worriedly, frowning.

*he avoids eye contact* not really…. But- I- uhh, you’re really hot? Especially in my clothes… *he tries playing it off* but that’s not something I can just say haha

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

He enters the kitchen not too long after, adjusting the shirt slightly. The clothes fit well enough, but they’re certainly not loose at all. He looks at Percy’s outfit, nodding. “Nice shirt,” he comments, looking amused. “And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.”

*he looks up from whatever he’s doing and stands still, face going red. The jeans hug Jason’s leg muscles perfectly and the shirt leaves almost nothing to the imagination. He feels his mouth go dry as he stands there just staring at Jason before somewhat collecting himself and clearing his throat* mmh, uh yeah thank you! I mean they fit? Shirt looks a little… tight?

He shrugs. “Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve worn stuff like this before. I guess I just never actually realized how much smaller you are than me. Good thing you wear baggy clothes, huh?”

I- well.. oh! I was going to text my mom about coming over to see Estelle… shit *he hurries over to the couch looking for his phone* and definitely we need food… bagels? There’s a good place down the street. Are museums interesting to you?

*he takes a deep breath and flops down on the couch, phone forgotten on his lap for a second* I- you’re really- I mean… I think I’m- dying?

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

He enters the kitchen not too long after, adjusting the shirt slightly. The clothes fit well enough, but they’re certainly not loose at all. He looks at Percy’s outfit, nodding. “Nice shirt,” he comments, looking amused. “And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.”

*he looks up from whatever he’s doing and stands still, face going red. The jeans hug Jason’s leg muscles perfectly and the shirt leaves almost nothing to the imagination. He feels his mouth go dry as he stands there just staring at Jason before somewhat collecting himself and clearing his throat* mmh, uh yeah thank you! I mean they fit? Shirt looks a little… tight?

He shrugs. “Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve worn stuff like this before. I guess I just never actually realized how much smaller you are than me. Good thing you wear baggy clothes, huh?”

I- well.. oh! I was going to text my mom about coming over to see Estelle… shit *he hurries over to the couch looking for his phone* and definitely we need food… bagels? There’s a good place down the street. Are museums interesting to you?

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

He enters the kitchen not too long after, adjusting the shirt slightly. The clothes fit well enough, but they’re certainly not loose at all. He looks at Percy’s outfit, nodding. “Nice shirt,” he comments, looking amused. “And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.”

*he looks up from whatever he’s doing and stands still, face going red. The jeans hug Jason’s leg muscles perfectly and the shirt leaves almost nothing to the imagination. He feels his mouth go dry as he stands there just staring at Jason before somewhat collecting himself and clearing his throat* mmh, uh yeah thank you! I mean they fit? Shirt looks a little… tight?

He shrugs. “Yeah, it’s fine. I’ve worn stuff like this before. I guess I just never actually realized how much smaller you are than me. Good thing you wear baggy clothes, huh?”

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

He enters the kitchen not too long after, adjusting the shirt slightly. The clothes fit well enough, but they’re certainly not loose at all. He looks at Percy’s outfit, nodding. “Nice shirt,” he comments, looking amused. “And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.”

*he looks up from whatever he’s doing and stands still, face going red. The jeans hug Jason’s leg muscles perfectly and the shirt leaves almost nothing to the imagination. He feels his mouth go dry as he stands there just staring at Jason before somewhat collecting himself and clearing his throat* mmh, uh yeah thank you! I mean they fit? Shirt looks a little… tight?

@prettyperseus still waiting for an explanation btw

Okay so, I was on duty and I uhhh well I had to piss

yk toilets exist right like no ones gonna get mad if you use the toilet as long as u dont blow it up again

I just had to stay on duty I thought I hid it well…

I was going to but then we got ATTACKED so I was preoccupied and then of course you know my ADHD brain, out of sight, out of mind

whatever man, maybe dont put it in a cleaning bottle next time just saying

Yeah yeah whatever

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*

“I think I can figure it out, yeah,” he responds, grinning, heading towards the bathroom to change.

*he smiles to himself, pulling on cargo pants and a camp Jupiter T-shirt before taking their forgotten coffee mugs into the kitchen*

You sure slept well *he ruffles his hair good naturedly, sitting down on the bed next to him. There are dark circles under his eyes and he clearly didn’t get enough sleep but he decides not to mention it*

He huffs in slight protest at the hair-ruffling, but he doesn’t say anything, holding the coffee cup in one hand as he waits for it to cool. “Did you sleep okay? You look… tired,” he comments, frowning worriedly and reaching out to brush a piece of Percy’s hair out of his face.

*he looks down at his coffee* oh, well I…- I was just planning our day out! It’s gonna be great *in reality he’d been overthinking every interaction he’d had with Jason ever*

“Um, well, maybe we could stay in for a little longer? You could get some more sleep. I wouldn’t want you collapsing in the middle of the sidewalk…” he says lightheartedly, but he looks genuinely concerned. “I wouldn’t mind staying in for now,” he adds, hoping Percy won’t flat out deny it just for the sake of showing him the city.

I think- I think that’s uhhh *his eyes droop at the thought of sleeping and he puts his coffee on the table before promptly falling asleep almost on top of Jason in the tiny bed*

“Oh-” He wraps his arms around Percy to keep him from falling off the bed, adjusting their position to be more comfortable. His face is bright red, but he’s too worried about waking Percy up to dare getting up off the bed. He stays still, holding Percy carefully.

*percy makes a comfortable noise and snuggles more into Jason.*

He reaches out to brush a hand softly through Percy’s hair, allowing himself to do so only because Percy is asleep. He leans back against the wall, closing his eyes and keeping his hand gently tangled in Percy’s hair.

*After a little while, he wakes up. He feels Jason's hand carding through his hair and feels himself blush. Not really knowing if he should say anything. It isn't unpleasant. It's nice, calming. He imagines waking up to this every morning. Waking up next to Jason...*

He sits up a bit when he feels Percy move, his hand freezing in Percy’s hair. He’s unsure if he should pull his hand away, or if Percy… doesn’t mind. He certainly doesn’t mind. “Uh, hey.”

*he rolls over to face Jason and speaks quietly* hey, *he smiles* you give head massages to all you’re hosts or just me? Because you seem experienced…

“Well, I haven’t really, um- been over at anyone’s apartment before. I just… your hair was getting in your face when you fell asleep and I wanted to fix it and- um,” he rambles, his face red. He doesn’t make eye contact with Percy, too embarrassed, but he still hasn’t fully pulled his hand away.

No, no it’s… it’s nice, cozy *he sits up a bit, Jason’s hand falling from his head*

He lets his hand fall, resting it next to Percy’s leg. “…alright.” He pauses, just looking at Percy for a second. “Are you feeling any better? Less tired?” He asks quietly.

I feel much better, thanks for being a personal panda pillow pet. How long was I out?

He checks the clock on the beside table. “About an hour or so, I think.”

Oof, *he rests his hand on Jason’s leg* did your leg fall asleep?

He looks down at the hand on his leg, a little flustered, before he answers the question. “It’s starting to. But I’d rather you have slept. You barely got your coffee set down before you fell asleep. And spilling that would not have been good for either of us…”

Oof, yeah ‘welcome to New York, I’m gonna spill coffee on you and pass out’ *he stands up and stretches, going over to his dresser to get clothes out*

He smiles at the joke, watching Percy. “Oh, um, do you have clothes that I could wear? I’d usually just wear my own clothes again, but since I slept in them….”

Yeah! Lemme see… *he looks for a second before pulling out a pair of jeans and a shirt that says ‘the ocean is in your eyes’ handing them to jason* does this work?

He nods, standing up and stretching slightly before he takes the outfit. “Yeah, thank you,” he replies. “I’ll… go change in the bathroom.”

Alright! You know where it is? It’s easy to find anyway *he laughs*