Imagines [Percy Jackson]

Ill

[Unedited]

G/p = Godly Parent

Worry was slowly building up inside you, while you sat at the G/p table with your half brothers and sisters; Percy had been looking awful lately. He's been very tired lately, not in the exhausted way after training, no. He was getting mad easily and didn't really listen, not only when you tried asking him what's up with him, but when someone else tried. Just before, he left early after he offered the rest of his dinner to the fire – aka his dad Poseidon.

You sighed and stood up, telling your siblings you weren't that hungry anyway. They nodded but looked at you with some worried looks. They knew just how much you worried about your boyfriend. Normally he was a sassy goofball, but now... He was the complete opposite.

You went out looking for Percy after thanking your godly parent. Finding him nowhere near water, where he normally would be if he was sad or mad about something, you thought about the possibilities of him being in his cabin.

When you reached the door you sighed and knocked. With no answer you opened the door slowly and peeked in and there he lay with his back turned towards you. He didn't even look who it was; he just kept laying there looking at the wall.

Closing the door softly behind you, you walked over to him and sat down on the side of his bed, running a hand softly trough his hair.

"Percy?" You said. He muttered something under his breath and turned around, letting you see his face. You smiled softly at him. He looked ill. "What's wrong?" You asked.

"I haven't felt the greatest lately," he said.

"I see," you murmured. Well it was a start he wasn't mad. He forced a smile and closed his eyes. "Sorry to bother you with questions, but how do you feel ill?" You asked.

"I feel unwell and my stomach just sometimes stars to ache," he said.

"Aw sweetie," you said and caressed his cheek. "Anything I can do?"

"Just stay with me," he whispered. You smiled and nodded. He sighed and closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you down. You giggled and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck.

"Shouldn't you be close to a toilet and get something to drink, instead of laying here with me?" You said. He shook his head and pulled you closer to him. Soon after he fell asleep and you decided it was time to go back to your own cabin and siblings.

When you tried to squirm out of his grasp, of course without waking him up, his arms tightened around you. You bit your lip, trying to keep yourself from smiling. You were sure he was asleep (he was drooling), but even though you weren't allowed to leave. And you didn't want to wake him up.

You had to stay, fully aware of the problems that would come with it the next morning.

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