Shirtless [Frankercy] ✳️

One : Shirtless

The first time it happened, Frank was bewildered. His mouth started to water, and his eyes widened. He clenched his jaw shut, but couldn't wipe the sweat off his palms. Oh neptune was all Frank could think, swallowing the cluster of saliva gathering in his mouth.

Percy's shirt laid on the ground, abandoned and still warm. Percy faces the other way from Frank, letting the son of Mars get a look at his back. Scars and muscles met Frank's eyes. Percy's shoulders broad and jeans hanging off his waist. They were low hung, and it was driving Frank insane when the elastic strap of his boxers showed.

"She did it anyway. Crazy?"

Frank felt the grip he had on the mattress tighten. "I-um. Say that again?" He winced at his stammer. Percy laughed, turning fully to expose his chest. Frank straightened his posture and began to bite his lip.

Every inch of Percy's skin was evenly tanned.

"Are you paying attention?" Percy's voice snapped Frank out of his thoughts. Frank's face going bright red as he realized just how close Percy had gotten to him as he was focused on just– Frank couldn't even describe it.

Percy's beauty?

That just sounded weird.

Percy's chest was a few inches away from him, but Percy's face was only a few centimeters from his. He could feel Percy's breath on his lips and chin. Almost teasing him as his heart hammered against his rib cage.

"Y-Yes?" Frank squeaked, Percy throwing him a small grin. "Really?" He questioned, putting a hand against Frank's chest. Frank did a quick nod, giving himself a small headache. Percy chuckled to himself, "Why the red face? Can't handle the mess?" Percy moved back, removing his hand to gesture to the messy cabin.

Frank gave a small shrug. Not trusting his voice at that moment.

"Wanna help me tidy up? I still need to find a clean shirt." Percy suggested as he bent back. "Jesus Christ." Frank muttered, louder than intended. "Frank, I'm pretty sure demigods aren't suppose to believe in Jesus." Frank have a nervous laugh. "Force of habit?" He said questionably.

"So is that a no?"

Percy asked, still bent over.

"Uh, yeah. That's a no. I gotta go help Hazel in the Hades cabin and stuff. . . Heh." He didn't see Percy nod mutely. [And] Percy, thankfully, didn't see Frank staring at his butt.

Frank never ran faster in his life.

What's wrong with me?

A/n:
Due to the support of people on my Wattpad wall, I have decided to publish this!

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- BridgetdiAngelo