Riptide | Percy Jackson

Chapter Ten

After a while of driving, Apollo glanced back at Percy through one of the side mirrors. He smiled softly to himself before focusing again on driving through various wider 'alleyways'. In all actuality they were actually narrow side streets that most used as shortcuts and no it wasn't illegal to drive a motorbike through them (Apollo checked).

Percy had his head buried against his neck, and his hands were tightly clutching at his torso.

It was adorable.

In a particularly clear alleyway, Apollo checked the side mirror to look back at the man behind him. Percy's hair was a mess, messy waves flying all around. Apollo actually felt bad for him, that looked like it would hurt to take out. Luckily Apollo never had that problem anymore, he had learned how to keep his hair perfect even when travelling at a 70 miles an hour though the power of sheer spite.

When they went out next time Apollo would have to tell him that, or just tell him to bring a comb or something for his hair.

Wait, next time- Apollo you haven't even finished the first date calm the fuck.

Apollo laughed to himself, tilting his body slightly to the side as he carefully made a right turn back out onto a main road. He was only about a minute away from the turn in for the restaurant so they should be fine for riding without the proper gear.

He was right, they pulled into the car park and Apollo kicked down the stand with nothing other than an awed look from a kid getting into the car beside them.

"Thats a cool bike," the kid blurted out before jumping into the car and slamming the door.

Apollo smiled to himself and went to stand up but couldn't move. The arms around his waist tightened.

With a gentle tap on the top hand he said, "Percy I booked a table so you have to let go at some point."

Percy raised his head to put his chin against Apollo's shoulder, tilting his head to the side to look up at the blonde. He gave him a closed eye smile.

Apollo's breath caught in his throat, he faintly wondered if Percy was going to say something about the drive. He would love if their date started with Percy complimenting his driving or even something about how they hadn't been stopped even once. But mainly he was just thinking 'Oh shit oh shit oh shit prettyyyyyy'.

Percy opened his eyes slightly to gaze up at him.

The blonde gave him a soft smile.

"You drive like an old person."

Apollo's smile fell. "Rude, what does that even mean anyway?"

"Seriously? All those slow turns? Basically the same as an old person driving."

Apollo gave the man an insulted look, "Oh gee sorry for not wanting to send you flying off the bike when you aren't in the right gear and the ground is covered in glass."

Percy grinned up at him, "At least that wouldn't be boring."

"Oh yes a trip to the hospital is perfect for a first date, right up there with getting stabbed."

"Thats actually happened to me, getting stabbed that is. Never went to the hospital on one before," Percy said absentmindedly.

Apollo managed to twist around a bit to face the other man better, "What the fuck?"

Percy nodded as he stood up, "Yeah, I was going to a pub with this girl then she tried to mug me to I just looked at her and was like 'I thought you were paying' and then she stabbed me."

Apollo stood up beside him, "What the fuck?"

"I know right, at least I got to keep the knife."

"Why would you want to keep the knife?"