Raised in Tartarus (AvengersxPercy) (PeterxPercy)

Sleepy Time

BOOM, two chapters in two days (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞
Be proud

Percy's POV:

Peter is practically dragging me down the hallway to his room, his tiny little hand wrapped around mine as I try not to trip over my feet.

What the fuck is wrong with me? Why haven't I completed the mission yet? I should just rip my hand out of this kid's and kill everyone in this building so I can go back home.

But I can't.

For some reason, I just can't shake the feeling that I know that Timmy guy. I swear I've seen his face before.

He's famous, you moron, literally everyone's seen his face.

Well forget him, honestly Peter alone is enough to make me stay.

I look down at the small hand that is aggressively pulling me along and shake my head, brushing away my thoughts.

"Here's my room." Peter stops us in front of a door abruptly.

I grab onto his shoulder to keep myself from toppling over, but jerk my hand back as soon as I'm steady.

"Sorry."

Peter just stares at me for a minute, before finally turning back to the door and squeaking, "It's fine."

He darts into his room while hurriedly rambling, "So my bed is over there-" he points to a double bed in the corner of the room. "- and I can get you another bed, or a mattress, or a sleeping bag, or just a blanket, or a rock, idk ... Whatever you want I guess." He stares at me.

"Can't I sleep with you in your bed?"

Red immediately floods his entire face and he eyes start darting all around the room, everywhere but towards me. "Say w-what now?" He laughs nervously. "No, no, no, no that would be- that would be..."

I stare blankly at him.

Is he having a stroke or something?

I feel like this is something I should know about the Upper Earth people. I mean, sleeping in the same bed is super common at home...

If only I had studied more...

"Is that weird? If it's weird I'm fine with sleeping on the ground, it's no bigger."

He flails his arms all around. "Yes! Wait, no! Well, I mean..." His gaze focuses on me again suddenly. "Wait... bigger? What's bigger?" (😏) He cocks (😏) his head slightly in confusion, his eyebrows twisting.

My eyes widen a bit.

Am I gonna blow my cover in a single fucking day here or what??
(That's not the only thing you'll be blowing (☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞ )

(Ok I'll stop)

"Is that not...?"

He giggles and it's my turn for my face to turn red.

"Wait, did you mean 'biggie'?" He smiles up at me, still giggling a bit.

I glance around the room. "Uh... Yes! That's what I meant." I give him a very awkward thumbs up. "I'm just tired is all." I scratch the back of my head, avoiding his gaze.

"Ok well, if you two will allow me to interrupt you being awkward as hell," Timmy's voice interjects from the doorway, "I brought some stuff."

I turn around to see him hauling in a shit ton of blankets and pillows and two gigantic duffel bags.