percy jackson x reader one shots

fight

PERCY JACKSON

SUMMARY: you got into fight.

you got into a fight with your ex friend who was spreading rumors about you and you confronted her and things got messy, your boyfriend percy jackson came to comfort you.

you locked yourself in the bathroom but he came in anyway and sat in front of you on the bathroom floor.

"did my girl win?" he had a first aid kit and whenever you flinched he would kiss your nose and forehead.

you sighed, you weren't gonna lie to him. "not really if i'm being honest."

he stayed silent for a while, he wasn't disappointed he was just thinking about you.

percy dropped the first aid kit on the floor and looked at you.

"i told you not to fight her, now look at you now." he had a point.

"but i had to stand up for myself... you know that percy."

he gave you a reassuring smile "i know... i know. but she's not worth the fight."

percy had always been the type of person to stop fights and tell people to talk it out and shake hands but you were the opposite, you couldn't talk it out with your anger issues so you would fight it out.

"i still ended up fighting her though." you reminded him.

"and? did you win?"

"...no." it was embarrassing to admit you didn't win a fight to a girl who doesn't know how to fight but just pull your hair.

"exactly. you won't win fighting, but you will win but ignoring her. not giving her what she wants. that's why you shouldn't fight but... i know how stubborn you are."

you were really stubborn, and it sometimes wasn't a good thing.

you looked down, not making eye contact with him. "sorry." was the only thing you could think to say.

he sighed "don't say sorry. stop apologizing for things you don't need to. instead, you just need to learn how to control those anger issues of yours."

you picked at your nails when he said that and tried to hide your bloody knuckles. "i guess."

he immediately noticed when you were hiding something and took your hand

"can i see?" he asked, looking up at you.

you couldn't do anything but nod and then he took your hand for inspection.

you didn't like him looking at your bloody knuckles, you wanted him to think of you as someone who would never hurt anything.

and you hated the fact you knew he was secretly judging you.

"so you didn't just fight her, you beat her up?" you couldn't tell if that was supposed to be funny so you didn't reply.

"don't hide things from me, okay?" he wasn't mad, just worried.

and that's what you loved about him. no matter what happens you know he'll always want the best for you.

"is it bad?" you asked since he was looking very closely

"it is. but the main question is if it hurts."

you shook your head and he smiled at you, you gave a half smile back and he kissed your forehead gently.