Jason drowsily raises his head. The image of his boyfriend greets him — Percy’s head flat against the kitchen table, hood over wavy brown hair and biology text book cradled in his arms. Leaning against his seat, Jason yawns—and then sighs. “It’s 2AM. We need to go to bed.”
“No—“ Percy cocks his head up, resting his chin against his bicep. “The midterm is in six hours. If I go to bed, then I admit defeat.”
“That’s not how that works, Perc.”
“Jason,” Percy groans, “I have a SYSTEM.”
“You have sleep deprivation,” Jason corrects. He gently reaches over the table and scans Percy’s notebook. A doodle of a sword…a horse…a taco…and some clumsily written notes.
After he finishes reading, he notices Percy eying him and pouting.
“You got this, man,” Jason says. “You usually do better than I do!”
“Yeah, when I’m listening in class,” Percy mutters. “I’m just…I can’t read the book right now.”
Ah. Between exhaustion and dyslexia, no wonder Percy is frustrated. Jason hesitates for a moment, and then shuts his textbook. “How about a cuddle break?”
Percy stares at him suspiciously. “This isn’t a ploy to get me into bed, is it?”
“Maybe,” Jason says slyly. “Maybe I just want to be little spoon.”
Snort. Percy leans back in his seat and stretches. “Alright. But this isn’t me admitting defeat! This is—“
Jason cuts him off with a kiss. “This is me being pathetic and wanting to cuddle. Now come on.”
*
Not even ten minutes later, Percy’s nose is pressed against Jason’s shoulder, arms limp around the latter. Percy snores lightly, muttering something about mitochondria and powerhouses.
Jason reaches over the bed and turns off the lamp. He hears Percy stir lightly—and then feels a kiss between the shoulder blades.
we’re going to have to call smut ‘lemons’ again, aren’t we?
LEMONS!? WHEN THE FUCK WAS THIS?!
oh you sweet summer child
I actually made this a button last convention
Gaud I remember when it was lemons, I feel old now
explain pls
No
What are lemons??
I don’t own the copyright to this, others own the show. All I have is this saaaad little computer and a sketch pad. ^-^ Please don’t sue! I don’t need anymore stress!
Please R&R!!!!!!!
No flames. >///<
lol this story contains slash! Don’t like don’t read. Rated M. AragornxLegolas. lemon. Lololol ^-^ NO FLAMES OR I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY STABBITY SPORK OF Death! -__-
#this post made me age ten thousand years.
A/N: Things are probably going to be very OOC but who cares, It’s my fic, I do what I want! MUAHAHAHA!
Things story is lime but it might get a little lemony in later chapters ^.^ R&R no flaming!!! I don’t own the characters
