Joy, peace, and love (perpollo Christmas fic)

➴ Skater boys ➴

I watched as Apollo put our suitcases on the floor of the expensive hotel. He had insisted on taking me to a fancy place for Christmas. I couldn't say anything because he was in one of his moods, and there was no getting out of those.

"You know I would've been fine just staying home right?" I asked him cautiously.

"I know! But you deserve to get something fancy!" He told me with a bright grin on his face. I rolled my green eyes at him but didn't say anything more to complain.

"We have to go ice skating." I told him. I was not a very balanced person but it also gave me time to be close to him, and doing something that is considered active.

"Okay, but then we have to go somewhere to eat so I can spend money on you." My boyfriend said happily.

I giggled as the blond started pecking kisses all over my face. I tried to get away from his fingers that were tickling my stomach, but he held me in a death grip.

"Come on, let's go before it gets pitch black and Artemis starts stalking us, you know how creepy she is." I got a pair of blond eyebrows pointed at me.

"Like you not much creepier, I know you stalk me whenever I go outside. I can feel the sun following me." I pointed my black eyebrows back at him.

"When you said yes to that pretty ring on your finger you gave me permission to stalk you, even if you didn't know about it." My husband said with a smirk covering his face.

I grabbed a large coat seeing as it was the coldest place I felt like I had ever been. Spain was so cold, I don't know why but I thought that Spain was a warm place.

Of course my husband didn't need to have a coat on he just only had one to not stick out. He didn't even need it while I was over here dying.

He always said I was over dramatic when it came to cold weather, but it felt like ice cubes were coming out of my nose, eyes, and ears. While it probably felt like the Bahamas to him. The sun God was probably ready to break out the swim trunks.

It was December 23rd so the streets weren't too crowded but they were still pretty crowded. I wanted to go out tomorrow but the streets were said to be pack, and I didn't want to invade on other peoples holidays.

I ran into Apollo's car as if there were some kind of monster behind me. The warmth hit me right away, I snuggled into the seat like I was sucking it out.

I heard Apollo chuckle at my figure but to my surprise he didn't say anything. Which I was glad because I probably would have told him to shove an icicle up his ass.

Before I even knew it we were at the ice skating rink, I pulled Apollo out of the car by his hand. We got our skates after a little bit of waiting.

Ice skates for some reason always felt awkward on my feet, like they were small in some areas but bigger in other ones. Apollo put his skates on with no problem, while I made him tie mine like I was a tiny child.

He stood up without a single problem. I wobbled from side to side when I stood up, after a little while of creating a dance I was able to regain balance.

"I like that dance move." Apollo smirked walking out like he was wearing normal shoes. I stumbled after him, like I was a little puppy following their mother.

He held out his hand for me to grab, which I took immediately. I was glad the rink was indoors or I would have died.

He glided on the ice gracefully dragging me behind him. Of course after a few seconds I HAD to fall dragging him down with me.

"I suck at this." I groaned as I felt a bruise growing on my rear end.

"You're doing fine." He said pulling himself up. I gave him a quick 'sorry', putting my hands on the ice, pulling myself up.

"Your feet shouldn't be straight, or your just going to fall and have a meme compilation about you." Apollo instructed me. I looped on of my arms around his to help my balance.

I did as he told me and felt loads better. My husband leaned down to give me a quick kiss on the top of my head and we started forward with a slow pace.

I saw two year olds going at a fast pace doing tricks and spinny things, they were like professionals. And here I was a grown man literally holding onto his significant other for dear life.

"That kid had to take some sort of drink." I told Apollo as they started spinning around like a disco ball. The blonde snorted at me when he saw who I was talking about.

"Nope, some people have some weird thing. I don't think you've ever heard of it before... It's called talent, Perce." Apollo commented. I gapped at him.

"I would push you away but then I'd fall and you'd start making fun of me." I grumbled.

"I would never make fun of you." He gasped.

"Liar. Don't you have some instruments to play? Or some music to write? Maybe some poems to quote and act like you made them up?"

"See! You're making fun of me! Not a great look."

"You always say I look good." I told him.

"hmm you got me there. But at least I'm an amazing skater!"

"That kid is better than the both of us."

"True..."