Piper's P.O.V
"Come on Pipes" Jason pleaded.
"Are you sure, you couldn't resist last time." I teased.
Jason had come up with a game he like to call Resistance. Basically I say something using my charmspeak and he tried to oppose it. Needless to say it never worked out very well for him. I usually does stupid commands like telling him to go get me a glass of water. But, surprisingly enough, he had been able to resist it last time. That was when I barely use any on him though. I hadn't used my tactic of telling the victim exactly what they wanted to hear.
"Fine," I agreed. It was funny to watch his face contort in concentration anyways.
"Now, go!" Jason yelled. As I was about to start Jason started tickling me. I laughed and screamed unintentionally.
"Stop your cheating!" I giggled.
"Fine, now I'm ready," he laughed. His smile complemented his face better than when his face used to be stressed over fighting Gaea. 'But that's over now' I reminded myself.
"Go get me a water," I commanded using only the slightest bit of charmspeak.
"Come on Pipes, something harder, something I couldn't resist," Jason said to my surprise. I looked at him, startled. I looked at his scar on his lip.
"Kiss me," I said to my astonishment. His face looked extremely conflicted. I didn't know how he wasn't already giving in. I accidentally put a LOT of charmspeak into that tiny sentence. He finally cracked. He kissed me with such a passion my face burned, and it was hard to make an Aphrodite kid blush. Needless to say we broke apart a little breathless.
His face burned, it was cute, highlighting his cheekbones.
"Sorry, I just-I couldn't," Jason stammered, obviously flustered.
"It's okay, I accidentally overdid the charmspeak a little," I confessed, smiling guiltily.
"A little?" he asked, raising his eyebrow. Gods, he was so cute. I laid my head on his shoulder.
"I'll go a little easier this time, go grab me a book," I whispered in his ear. He ran off. Typical. He couldn't resist me. I sat on his bed, thinking. He returned with a journal.
"Gods darn, you are just irresistible," he said kissing me on my nose.
"What's this book you brought back?" I asked grabbing the journal out of his hands. It had his name written on it, it looked aged, like it had been through as much as Jason had. His face flushed again.
"This is my journal. I've had it ever since I was little. I didn't know it, but Thalia gave it to me when I was younger." he looked away embarrassed.
"Sit with me," I said patting the bed. He raised his eyebrow.
"Is this another charmspeak challenge thing?" he asked, uncertain.
"No just sit," I said shoving him playfully. He sat down and I put my head on his shoulder, handing him the journal.
"Will you read it to me?" I asked.
"Well, I've never shown or even told anyone about it, but sure," he responded. He started reading and his voice was resounding. We laid down, me putting my head on his chest. I could feel his chest vibrate as he read. He was such a good writer. I loved moments like these. We were always among the seven, but I always seize moments when we can be alone so we can have memories like this. My lips still buzzed where we kissed. Yea, I loved moments like this.
