❝If you return to your old world, we will follow you, and we will destroy everything you love. This is your home now.❞
Percy's world didn't teach her about how obsessive a god's love would be. But when she was accidentally transported to this crazy...
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I went on another gaming break even though I promised I wouldn't. I swear I'm still obsessed with this series (especially since ror manga's hot rn AND WE'RE GETTING A SPINOFF WITH MORE GODS) and the second season of PJO is coming soon I JUST REALLY LOVE GAMING TOO MUCH 😭If I ever stop updating for weeks on end, it's most likely because I went fucking gaming again and not because i lost interest in writing 💀💀💀 I'm sorry, wuwa men are just soooo 🤭
"SERIOUSLY?" PERCY SIGHED. "HANDCUFFS AGAIN?"
Beelzebub happily clicked the handcuffs around their wrists with a muted smile. "They're a necessary precaution," he reminded her for the hundredth time. "You're wearing the cloak so I cannot sense you wherever you go. Plus, I'd rather not risk you running around New York. You are still mortal, and humans can be dangerous after all."
She gave him a dry look. She was pretty sure she could handle most humans and it wasn't like she could get hurt by them anyway.
"Okay, but the handcuffs are a little embarrassing, dude," she mumbled to him, looking around warily at all the busybodies walking around the streets of New York.
As a fellow New Yorker herself, she knew that most people here normally wouldn't give a shit about two random people walking around handcuffed together—they'd seen weirder things after all. But Beelzebub's divine presence was making them catch way too much attention and it didn't help that the two of them looked like a crazy rich couple, especially with the dress she wore (in her defense, she didn't have any casual clothes appropriate for the humans of Midgard and Beelzebub didn't want to change her outfit aside from giving her a fur coat to keep her warm).
Underneath the fur coat, she wore a pale cream colored dress that seemed to be made of fine divine silk that was almost see-through at some parts. Delicate pink flowers and vines decorated the soft fabric along with a trail of pearls—and since pearls were considered a rarity for humans, she probably looked like she was worth a million bucks. And since Beelzebub was still dressed in his stupid emo priest attire, she wouldn't be surprised if people mistook him as one of those hypocritical televangelists who owned a mega church—a thought which made her cringe since she would be associated with him. Ugh.
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