@b0ardwalk1ng said: ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜
percy's never been the girl guys give their jackets to. she's never really known why; for years, she thought maybe she just wasn't that pretty, but now she thinks it's more that she's too strange, or that they thought she was too much of a know-it-all. either way, it's just another form of casual affection that she's always gone without, something she tells herself she doesn't miss ( though if she thinks about it for too long, her heart aches with a longing that feels nothing short of pathetic ).
" that's okay, you don't— " but before she can finish her protest, the weight of his jacket settles around percy's shoulders. her surprise steals her words from her throat, her sentence petering out into nothing as her cheeks turn pink. the way her face heats rivals the warmth of the jacket, which she pulls tighter around herself after slipping the arms through the sleeves. it lessens her shivering from the wind, but looking him in the face makes her nervous enough that she might start shaking again anyway. " oh. thank you, i appreciate it. "
RANDOM DIALOGUE PROMPTS.
