7~ I Think Orange Is More My Colour

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Percy's POV

I woke up entangled in Jason's arms, the heat radiating off him convincing me to stay under the covers- I was, surprisingly, not panicking. I thought back to last night.

Why am I in bed with him?

As I thought it all slowly came back to me.
Oh shit, the nightmare, the tears, the fucking panic attack.

Ha mate you're screwed. Now he knows how fucking unstable you are there's no way in hell he'll let you stay- hasta la vista motherfucker.

I could feel my stress levels start to rise as I was full of anticipation and fear at what Jason may say. Feeling him stir next to me I wanted to move but I couldn't bring myself to escape his warm, safe embrace.

I held my breath as he slowly opened one eye, then two, hoping he wasn't mad.

'G' morning sunshine' he said quietly, still clearly half asleep

'Good- good morning?' I said, my tone making it a question.

He's not mad?

'We should get up Perce'

'Hmm? Oh yeah I guess' I replied disappointedly, craving more time in bed with Jason Grace. As he stood up I couldn't help but stare at his chiselled torso.

He was so perfect he could've been a god- or, at the very least, a demigod because boy was that six pack something else.

The longer I stared I could feel the blood in my cheeks slowly disperse, leading somewhere else. I shook my head--trying to keep my embarrassment under control as I felt my blood rush a little too quickly for my liking to an all too familiar place.

I internally groaned, trying to keep it to a minimum.

Stop looking at him

'Perce?'
I jumped at his voice, praying he hadn't seen me staring, or even worse- what I knew was slowly happening now.

'Enjoying the view?'

Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw

'Hell yeah' I replied, too entranced with his body to comprehend what I was saying. When I saw his slightly embarrassed but happy smile I was overcome with confusion, before realising what he asked and what I replied.

'Shit, I mean no! Well not that you're not attractive because trust me you are..' his face started to smart

'I mean not that I find you attractive- I mean I do but not in that way and oh god I'm rambling aren't I?'

I heard Jason start to laugh and me, being the idiot I am, I decided to continue talking.

'I always ramble when I'm nervous, not that you make me nervous! It's just that I was distracted- by you- I mean not on purpose I was just looking at your abs... Not in that way, they just so happened to be in my eye line as I stood up...? I should probably stop talking now right?'

'Probably' he replied, his eyes filled with mirth.

'So' he said while helping me up, still trying to hold back his smile and failing miserably
'Do you want to wear your clothes today or borrow some of mine?'

'Oh, I'll wear mine- it's ok'

He frowned at this
'Are you sure?'

Mmhmm' I mumbled

'I'll lend you some of mine anyway, yours are kinda dirty'

I started to slowly limp over to the bathroom, not wanting to get dressed in front of Jason.

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