#pan! reader

[xoxorennaaeee]

KATSUKI BAKUGO ONESHOT #3

“Be straight” ......  “I can’t.”

Summary: In honor of Pride Month, this is an entry I have. Pansexual! Reader x Bisexual! Katsuki Bakugo. The reader has scoliosis and is helping her husband to promote his newly released spicy sauce and new restaurant in a promotional interview. When Reader is helping him with the plating while Katsuki cooks, Katsuki notices her posture and says… “Be straight.” Pairing: Bi! Katsuki Bakugo x Pan! Reader Contents: talks of LGBTQIA+, reader here is more on feminine side(i base her on me okay, so suck it up), pan! reader is part of Bakusquad (and to me Bakusquad includes Bakugo, Kirishima, Mina, Kaminari, Sero, and Jirou), the use of Bakugo and Bakugou interchangeably, use of Y/N instead of (Yourname) cuz well it’s shorter and kinda more convenient for me,  Bakugo here dated Izuku before reader and in this story deku/izuku is no. 4 hero while Katsuki is back on being no. 5 hero.  Reader and Bakugo is in a committed relationship and no it’s not an open relationship, it’s pretty close cuz both of them doesn’t like sharing each other to other people but they both agree on finding and crushing on hot/cute people. You as reader is married to world’s angriest pomeranian. 

PS: Your dear author is very confuse on her sexuality herself, but I have dated both lesbian women and straight men, so I’m pretty sure I’m queer, though I don’t really come out, so yeah, please be kind, and also I got hooked on the bisexual Katsuki headcannons, so yeah. 

Reader’s pronouns are she/her/they, while Katsuki’s pronouns are he/him (think of him as more dom than reader okay)

The interview had been going surprisingly well.

Which was honestly suspicious.

Katsuki Bakugo wasn't exactly known for his patience with reporters.

Yet somehow, sitting in the demonstration kitchen of his newly-opened restaurant, he looked almost relaxed.

Almost.

The giant banner behind them advertised his newest business venture.

DYNAMIGHT'S INFERNO"Hotter Than Hell."

Beside it sat several bottles of his newly released spicy sauce line.

The interviewer smiled nervously.

"So, Dynamight, congratulations on both the restaurant opening and your new sauce collection."

"Yeah, yeah."

Katsuki stirred something aggressively.

"Thanks."

The interviewer laughed awkwardly.

Across from him, Y/N was arranging plates for the cameras.

She had been dragged here voluntarily.

Which meant Katsuki had absolutely bullied her into helping.

His words.

"You already eat my food. Might as well work for it."

Marriage was beautiful.

Y/N carefully reached for another garnish.

The cameras followed her movements.

She was part of the promotional campaign anyway.

People loved seeing them together.

The Number Five Hero and his equally chaotic wife.

Katsuki glanced over while seasoning a steak.

Then paused.

His eyebrows furrowed.

The interviewer continued talking.

"So what inspired this restaurant?"

Katsuki ignored him.

Instead, he stared at Y/N.

The weird angle of her shoulders.

The slight curve of her back.

The way she was leaning over the counter.

His face scrunched.

"Oi."

Y/N looked up.

"Hm?"

"Be straight."

The room went silent.

The interviewer blinked.

The camera crew blinked.

Y/N blinked.

Then immediately burst out laughing.

"Katsuki."

"What?"

"You know I can't."

"Oh."

He stared.

"...Right."

The realization hit him.

The scoliosis.

The entire room exploded into laughter.

Even the cameraman snorted.

Katsuki groaned and rubbed his face.

"That's not what I meant."

"You literally told your pansexual wife to be straight."

"I MEANT YOUR POSTURE."

The interviewer nearly fell out of his chair.

Y/N was crying from laughter now.

The camera operator was shaking.

The producer behind the monitor looked seconds away from passing out.

Katsuki looked genuinely offended.

"Why are all of you laughing?"

"Because," Y/N wheezed, "that's the funniest thing you've ever said."

"It isn't."

"It absolutely is."

"It isn't."

"It absolutely is."

Katsuki clicked his tongue.

The interviewer attempted to regain professionalism.

Failed.

Spectacularly.

"Well," he said between laughs, "considering it's Pride Month, the timing is incredible."

Y/N grinned.

"It really is."

Katsuki buried his face in his hands.

"This interview is over."

"It literally isn't."

"Should be."

The interviewer wiped tears from his eyes.

"Actually, since Pride Month was mentioned..." He smiled.

"You two have always been very open about supporting the LGBTQIA+ community." Y/N immediately sat beside Katsuki.

"Of course."

The interviewer nodded. "Would you mind talking about that?"

Katsuki shrugged. "Not much to talk about."

Y/N snorted. "That's a lie."

"It isn't."

"You literally dated Izuku."

"AND?"

The interviewer choked.

The camera crew looked delighted.

Katsuki glared.

"What?"

Y/N smiled sweetly.

"You dated Izuku."

"Yeah."

"You had matching keychains."

"So?"

"You wrote him a love letter."

"It was one letter."

"You sprayed it with cologne."

Katsuki looked horrified.

"WHY DO YOU REMEMBER EVERYTHING?"

"Because it's adorable."

"It isn't."

"It absolutely is."

The interviewer was rapidly losing control of the conversation.

Again.

"So..." he said carefully.

"You identify as bisexual?"

"Yeah."

Katsuki answered without hesitation.

Simple.

Matter-of-fact.

Like discussing the weather.

The interviewer turned to Y/N.

"And you're pansexual?"

"Yep."

She smiled.

"Always have been."

The interviewer nodded.

"What was it like discovering that about yourselves?"

Y/N leaned against Katsuki's shoulder.

He immediately relaxed.

"Honestly?"

She thought for a moment.

"Confusing."

"Same," Katsuki admitted.

The interviewer looked surprised.

Katsuki shrugged.

"What?"

"I just mean..."

The interviewer hesitated.

"You're very confident."

"I am now."

Katsuki corrected.

"But figuring yourself out?"

He scoffed.

"That's messy."

Y/N nodded.

"Especially when people keep trying to put you into boxes."

"Exactly."

The interviewer smiled.

"So how did that affect your relationship?"

Y/N and Katsuki immediately answered together.

"It didn't."

They looked at each other.

Then laughed.

"Seriously," Y/N said.

"Being pan doesn't mean I want everybody."

"And being bi doesn't mean I can't commit."

Katsuki added.

The interviewer nodded.

"A lot of people still misunderstand that."

"Yeah."

Y/N rolled her eyes.

"The amount of times someone has assumed we're in an open relationship just because we're queer..."

"Drives me insane."

Katsuki finished.

"Like damn."

Y/N laughed.

"We can appreciate attractive people."

"Doesn't mean we're bringing them home."

"Exactly."

The interviewer looked amused.

"So you two point out attractive people together?"

"All the time."

Y/N answered immediately.

Katsuki nodded.

"Every day."

The interviewer stared.

"Really?"

"Yesterday."

Y/N pointed.

"We saw a firefighter."

Katsuki immediately nodded.

"Good jawline."

"Excellent jawline."

"Fantastic jawline."

The interviewer looked like he regretted asking.

The camera crew looked thrilled.

"Meanwhile," Y/N continued.

"My husband still acts like a jealous cat whenever someone flirts with me."

"I do not."

"You absolutely do."

"I don't."

"You glared at a waiter last week. He’s hot btw."

"He called you pretty."

"Because I am."

"Exactly."

The interviewer nearly dropped his cue cards.

Y/N looked victorious.

Katsuki looked betrayed.

The interview somehow continued.

Eventually the conversation shifted back toward the restaurant.

Food.

Business.

The spicy sauce.

Things were finally becoming professional again.

Then Y/N stood to grab another plate.

Immediately she winced.

A tiny movement.

Barely noticeable.

Except Katsuki noticed everything.

His eyes narrowed.

"Back hurting?"

Y/N froze.

"A little."

The interviewer stopped speaking.

Katsuki set down the pan.

"Sit."

"I'm fine."

"Sit."

"Katsuki."

"Y/N."

The warning tone appeared.

Everyone recognized it.

The tone that said he was pretending not to worry.

Which meant he was absolutely worried.

Y/N sighed.

Then sat.

Satisfied, Katsuki grabbed the remaining plates himself.

The entire crew watched.

The Number Five Hero.

One of the most intimidating men in Japan.

Carefully arranging herbs on a plate because his wife was uncomfortable.

The interviewer smiled.

"You care about her a lot."

Katsuki looked offended.

"What kind of stupid question is that?"

Y/N laughed.

The interviewer laughed.

Even Katsuki eventually laughed.

A little.

Very little.

Near the end of filming, the interviewer asked one final question.

"What would you say to young LGBTQIA+ people watching this?"

The room became quieter.

Y/N glanced at Katsuki.

He glanced back.

Then nodded.

Go ahead.

Y/N smiled softly.

"If you're still figuring yourself out..."

She folded her hands.

"That's okay."

The room listened.

"You don't need to have every answer right now."

Katsuki nodded.

"And don't let other people decide who you are."

Y/N smiled.

"Exactly."

The interviewer looked touched.

Katsuki crossed his arms.

"People spend too much time trying to fit into somebody else's expectations."

"And not enough time being themselves."

Y/N finished.

The interviewer nodded.

"That's wonderful advice."

Katsuki shrugged.

"It's common sense."

"It isn't for everyone."

Y/N replied.

For a moment, the two of them simply looked at each other.

Years together.

Marriage.

Friendship.

Trust.

Love.

Everything sitting comfortably between them.

The interviewer smiled.

"Last question."

Y/N groaned.

"That wasn't the last question?"

"No."

The interviewer grinned.

"Y/N."

"Yeah?"

"If Katsuki told you right now to be straight, what would you say?"

The entire room erupted before she could even answer.

Y/N laughed so hard she nearly fell out of her chair.

Meanwhile Katsuki immediately realized his mistake.

Again.

"Oh, come on."

The cameras zoomed in.

Y/N wiped tears from her eyes.

Then smiled.

Looked directly into the camera.

And answered:

"I can't."

The room exploded.

And somewhere in the distance, Katsuki Bakugo considered setting every camera in Japan on fire.

tags: @clairealeehelsing @xoxoangellll @thegreatfandomcollector @maee67 @reivelmin @caitm1

[likesomekindofcheese]

I just realised you also write for the beatles lol is it okay if i ask for a hc of how they'd react to the reader being pan? 😊 have a wonderful day 🌈💕

You bet!!! I hope you like it and that it doesn’t sound repetitive!

John:

John would be the most accepting and quickest to understand at first.

Though he would also get jealous of any hot person (like Roger) you would reassure him that you only had eyes for him

He would write you these lovely, coded songs just for you and they would make you smile

Plus he would get into fist fights with anyone giving you grief or him grief for dating you.

Paul

You tell Paul on a picnic. Martha is there and lays by your side sleeping when you tell him.

Once the words are released, you start to cry and Paul touches your shoulder as you muzzle into her fur.

Paul would accept it easily and later go on and read lots of books about it.

He would lovingly call you his “pan cake!” During sweeter, intimate moments between you both to make you smile.

George

You could tell George while on a train ride together: long and in your own car away from the lads. You gasp and nearly cry, but he assures you you’re safe.

Then he would cuddle you and tell you that your relationship is still the same and he won’t leave you for anything.

He would buy or plant your flowers with the pan sexual flag colors (in a modern au)

He also will only ask questions, shyly, about your orientation and you tell him and he returns informed. Then kisses your forehead😭🥰 in thanks for your honesty with him.

Ringo

Ringo would be confused at first and say something like “you’re attracted to pans!? They’re just kitchen utensils!” Until you laugh and explain it further.

It would take him a bit longer to get the concept of you not being bi but pan so once he did, he would say a hundred apologies for accidentally offending you anytime and you tell him it’s alright and kiss his nose 🥺

But when you are cuddling, almost asleep, he tells you he is grateful you told him. It makes you both closer and it means you trust him.

He is a little extra protective of you, like John, and would go to Pride to be the confused but supportive ally for you like the sweet boy he is.

Taglist: @queenlover05 @stardust-killer-queen

[descendantofthesparrow]

Harry Hook x pan! reader Oneshot - quartermaster?

requested by @lowkeyaesthvtic

May I have a request where the reader is the daughter of Peter Pan (the OUAT one that was a villain) and she wants to get closer to Harry (they’re already dating) but can’t do that unless she convinces Uma to be a second “first mate?” Harry could help too if you want.

the daughter of peter pan, that’s who you were, known to be the daughter of one of the evilest villains in history, and when Auradon had been created, beast, aka Rumplestiltskin, and belle, who looked awfully similar to the blue fairy for some reason. Had banished Pan to the isle of the lost, along with many other villains, including the once pirate villain “captain hook”, forcing him to leave his wife and his children were forced to follow him.

The people of Auradon forced rumples hand and he regrettably sent Killian, Hope, Harrison, and Calista Jane to the isle, the youngest only a couple months old.

“We can't have the children of villains here, they'll kill us all!!” the people of Auradon cried

Fools, rumple was a villain once upon a time and they seemed to have conveniently forgotten that.

Though now he called himself Adam and cast a permanent illusion that made him look different.

So now you sat in the caves near the crocodile shores, leaning against a midsized croc, named Gorvan, the spawn of tick-tock. (for some reason the crocs from the Disney version of peter pan were also on the isle, no one really cared, they were mostly chill unless you purposely aggravated them)

Waiting for your boyfriend Harry Hook.

Now you might be thinking

‘hey? Aren’t pan and hook enemies?’ and you would be correct, Captain Hook and Peter Pan were enemies, but Hook had killed Pan only a couple of months after arriving at the isle, as the demon-like boys magic no longer existed, so he died from his wounds, and the barrier, which prevented death (unless from old age), had not cared to resurrect pan.

so your mother, who was eight months pregnant with you, asked Killian to not hold the fact of who your parent was over your head, and he had agreed, never referring to you as pans daughter, but your own annoying but tolerable person.

A person that loved his son, he had been slightly weirded out when he discovered your relationship with harry, before shrugging, he had no room to talk, he married the daughter of snow white and prince charming.

“lassie?! You in here?!” Gorvan popped his head up, recognizing Harry's voice, and stood, making you fall back when your pillow left and trotted to where Harry was standing at the entrance, too afraid to enter the den of the crocs.

“nonononon stay away!!! You beast get back!!! (y/n)!!” you sighed and stood, going to where you heard Harry's panicked babbling.

“really harry?” you groaned, patting the scaly head of the teen croc, gorvan seemed to snicker and trotted into a corner, giving harry space to climb down from a tree just outside the cave entrance.

“You can come down now, he's in the corner”

“but he's still watching” Harry whined, tightly clutching to the heavy branch he was on.

You sighed, nodding at your shadow, who nodded back, walking over to where Harry's shadow was being cast and picked it up, making harry float up from the branch, he yelped, wriggling around.

“h-hey! Do yeh have teh do this every time?!” he screeched, your shadow dropping his next to you, making harry plop down on his butt at your feet.

“well if you actually came down I wouldn’t have to” you smiled down at him, he grumbled standing up, wiping the back of his jacket, dust falling.

“whatever” he crossed his arms pouting at you. “so hooky” you cooed, still grinning, stepping closer to the pirate. “got any new plans to help me get into the crew?’

Harry sighed “no, uma is adamant on not letting yeh on the crew, even as a low-level member.”

“ugg” you groaned, whyyyy? Harry's place as the first mate prevented the two of you from bonding more, as boyfriend and girlfriend at least, you two had grown up together, knowing almost everything about each other, but still umas crew took a lot of Harrys time, and you understood! You had the lost kids to worry over, a lot of which had asked a while ago to join uma nad you let them, uma was an amazing leader, you weren’t really thinking of the fact that they preferred her over you, you were more worried over their protection.

And plus they still bunkered down at the campout a lot so it's not like they completely abandoned you.

“do you know why?” you asked, messing with the thin material of Harry's sleeveless hoodie. Harry sighed nodding.

“aye, she finally gave meh the reason, instead of just ransom reasons”

You peered at Harry, raising your brow “oh, do tell”

“she thinks that if yeh join we would distract each other from our duties, shed rather our relationship be a factor in the crew”

You rolled your eyes “seriously! Im like the best at separating relationships from work! You know that! She should know that!”

Harry nodded, he had seen your ability to do that himself. awhile ago mad Maddy, who had been one of your best friends at the time, had stolen and hurt Fiona, Felix's daughter, and you had separated the relationship you had with her and gone after her, forgoing your relationship with her to do your duty as leader of the lost kids.

You had told her it was nothing personal, but she didn’t care. and after the split of the vks after the shrimpy incident, the two of you split, you siding with uma, while Maddy sided with mal.

You sighed, you couldn’t force uma to let you onto the crew, she was captain, it was up to her.

“fine” you mumbled, letting your weight go and bumping your forehead onto Harry's torso/shoulder, pouting into his skin “whatever”

Harry sighed, wrapping his arms around you, “don’t worry lass, we’ll figure this out”

You nodded, rubbing your face into his jacket.

----

Uma sighed, one of her newer members was an absolute idiot, stealing from pan. Her and (y/n) had an agreement, you don’t bother me I won't bother you, and the new idiot, kyle, son of Hans, wanted to prove himself, choosing to steal something important from pan.

A small bottle, filled with dust, pixie dust, now kyle didn’t know what he stole, he just found the bottle in a locked box, thought It was something her mother or peter gave (y/n) before dying and stole it. Thinking it would get him points with uma.

It didn’t.

Uma paced the deck, harry front and center, she hoped that Harry's relationship with (y/n) would convince her to back down, and simply ask for the dust back.

Oh, boy was she wrong.

(y/n) had arrived, three lost kids for each pirate crew member, glaring them down.

“uma” you called, flipping your blade in your hand, drifting your eyes over umas crew, locking eyes with harry for a moment, who gestured to kyle. “I believe you have something of mine, I want it back”

Uma was willing to back down, but her crew yelled out in protest, and she sighed, well, can't disappoint the crew, that would also ruin her reputation, she drew her sword, staring into the girls (e/c) eyes.

“then take it”

The sound of pirates and lost kids clashing sounded across the cove, you started toward uma, leader vs leader.

Harry hopped in front of her, grinning at you, hand on his sword and hook pointed at you.

“Hello love” you smirked, cocking your hip.

“hey hooky”

“would yeh mind stepping down, for meh~?” he gave you that grin, the one that usually could melt you into a puddle.

Not today, you had a mission. A duty.

“Sorry dude” you raced forward, taking advantage of him not drawing his sword, stealing his hook, tripping him, and rolling him off your back and into the shallows.

“duty calls”

Uma stood surprised, she thought that a simple wink from harry would make you back down, not wanting to hurt him due to your relationship.

But you straight up just dunked harry into the water.

Umas sword clashed with yours, and you fought, a fast-paced dance between blades and uma somehow got the upper hand, flinging your sword away and knocking you back.

You fell with a grunt, seeing a certain someone behind uma. You got out your crossbow, opening the bolt bag at your side, and loading it.

You looked up, seeing Fiona pushing uma down, her larger stature easily overpowering ume.

You aimed the crossbow, the shot lining with umas ribs.

“(y/n)! don’t!” you heard harry scream, obviously thinking you were about to shoot uma, but you ignored him, Fiona shoved uma to the floor and pinned her.

You took the shoot.

The blot flew thought the air soaring past where uma stood only a moment ago, landing in kyles arm, he screamed in pain, releasing his sword, kneeling down and clutching his arm.

“AHHH!!!!” you stood, closing the bows of the crossbow and swinging it to lay on your back, stepping over umas arm and kneeling next to kyle, face blank.

“ill have that bottle you took”

Kyle nodded, tears and snot running down his face, digging into his jacket pocket and bringing out the small bottle of dust and fumbling to hand it to you.

“good boy” you muttered, taking the bottle and ripping the bolt from his arm, kyle crying out in pain again.

You stood, walking over to uma, and shoving Fiona off of her “sorry uma, but this stuff is not to leave my person, your crew member violated our agreement as well” uma took your hand, letting you pull her up.

“I know I know” she sighed, picking up her hat from the floor glaring down at Kyle, who was still whimpering on the floor, “I tell every single crew member to leave your territory alone, and this idiot steals” she gestures to the bottle “that”

You laughed, your lost kids now backing off from the crew, talking to the ex lost kids now on the crew. If their leaders got along, no reason to fight.

“yeah, so see ya later cap’n” you saluted to her, turning and walking off the ship, waggling your fingers at harry, who winked back.

“ see ya later hooky, sorry bout dunking ya!”

“at least there were no crocs” he yelled back with a smile, seeing you laugh, walking off with your lost kids to head to the hideout.

Harry sighed, staring after you, he wants to follow, but uma probably needed him here.

Uma walked up, seeing Harry's look.

“so harry?” she started, waiting for Harry to look at her “do you think (y/n) still wants to join?”

Harry's jaw dropped, “wha? But I thought ye said-“

“I know what I said, now tell (y/n) that the position for quartermaster is open”

“quartermaster?” Harry repeated, confused.

“yes quartermaster, now go get her! And tell the lost kids they are welcome to join”

harry grinned, nodding and racing off the ship, calling your name.

---the end---

[cabinofimagines]

Coming Out, Grace ?

ask : IN COMMEMORATION OF PRIDE MONTH, I HAD TO DO THIS !! How about the reader is actually bi/pan/poly and they're dating Leo (sORRY HES MY FAVE BUT IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE HIM) and they basically come out to the guy who didn't know anything about it until then and they think that the guy might be creeped out or something buT THEY'RE NOT aHHH JUST FLUFF IN GENERAL

HERE FOR IT !!!!!

I chose pan (because I remember someone saying something that there's little pan representation) and Jason Grace because lord I have not seen enough of this boy on this blog

also, I love Jason ????

warning : jercy

•

You tugged your hair up into a messy bun, before looking at the son of Jupiter, who was currently twirling a sword in his hands. "Four to two, Y/N. You're slacking." Jason smirked, and you groaned, holding your sword loosely in your fingertips.

"When I said I wanted to spend time with my boyfriend, Grace, training is not what I had in mind." You grumbled, the sun beating down on you two in the middle of the arena. "Besides-" You slung your sword into the holster on your chain belt, letting it rest on your side. "I need to talk to you."

Jason grimaced slightly. "I hate those words. It means I did something wrong." Jason shook out his blonde locks, and you laughed lightly, punching his arm playfully.

"No, Superman, it's about me. C'mon-" You held your hand out, a soft smile spreading across your lips, despite your rapid pulse and the nervous pit settling in your stomach. "-let's go to the strawberry fields."

Jason, uneasily, took your hand, and let you lead him to the fields. "Nothing bad?" Jason asked, and you shook your head, passing by the cabins and various campers. "We aren't breaking up?" He asked, and you laughed slightly.

"That answer is all on you, Jason." You sat in an opening in the fields, and looked around at all the bright red strawberries, as Jason rested beside you.

"So, what did you need to tell me?" He asked, and you sighed, steadying your hands, a shaky breath escaping your lips.

"Promise you won't, you know, judge me." You muttered, and Jason watched you worried. He nodded, and you pinned your hands in between your legs to make them stop shaking. "I'm pansexual." You pulled your hands from your lap, and Jason leaned over, laying down.

"So, pansexual." Jason spoke, his head in your lap. You ran you fingers through his blonde locks, a slight blush creeping across your face. You sighed slightly, and watched as his bright blue eyes looked up at you. You nodded, pushing the strands of (h/c) hair out of your face.

You had just came out to your boyfriend, Jason Grace, after six months of contemplating if this was the right thing to do. Of course, you were scared out of your fucking mind, but Jason was the most accepting person you know. He was sure to stay with you, right?

"So you're leaving me?" Jason's breath hitched, and you frantically shook your head, laughing.

"No, Jace. I'm not leaving you. I'm just telling you what I identify as. That's probably the dumbest thing you've said to me in the three years we've known each other." You laughed, and a blush crept across the pretty boy's face. "It just means that, sexually and romantically, the gender identity of my partner doesn't really matter to me." You shrugged, and Jason nodded.

"So, let's say if you did want to break up with me-" You shook your head, glaring playfully down at the son of Jupiter. He held his hands up slightly in surrender. "It's just hypothetically! Not saying that we'd ever break up soon, but you know people change and-"

"Do you want to break up with me, Jason Grace?" A hint of anger flowed through your voice. You were certain that he would've accepted you no matter what. Jason laughed, sitting up and pulling you into his lap, pressing a kiss against your lips, making the sound around you two die down, and the colors around you brighter. Jason pulled away, and you raised an eyebrow at your boyfriend.

"No breakups." He held out his pinky, and you laughed, quickly wrapping your pinky around his.

"I figured, you aren't that stupid." You teased, and Jason turned, plucking a strawberry from beside him and quickly throwing it at you, a laugh escaping his lips as you went to dodge it. Catching it in your fingertips, you took a bite of it, winking playfully at the blonde superman. "I have skills, Sparky." You smiled, throwing a strawberry directly at him as well. Jason caught the strawberry in his mouth, before taking the end of it, and mimicking your previous move.

"You've learned from the best, L/N." Jason winked, and you groaned slightly, standing to your feet and brushing off your clothes.

"So are we good now, Grace? No more questions?" You asked, tugging the tall blonde to his feet. Jason ran a hand through his blonde locks, pushing his glasses up his nose, before furrowing his eyebrows and looking down at you, blue eyes filled to the brim with curiosity.

"How'd you find out you were pansexual?" He asked, and you frowned slightly, looking around. "I don't know. Maybe it was because all my previous crushes weren't gender specific. I thought I was bisexual, but when I realized that I didn't look at gender at all, pansexual fit me better." You shrugged, and Jason smiled down at you.

"You know, more people should be like you. Looking at personality instead of anything else." Jason grasped your hand in his own, and you smirked playfully at him.

"Are you coming out to me, Jason Grace?" You teased, and Jason turned red slightly.

"What? No I don't-" Jason groaned, and you laughed, looking up lovingly at your boyfriend.

"I'm fucking with you, pretty boy. But, I've seen the way you look at Percy." You teased, and Jason looked down at you, a playful smirk on his face.

"What can I say? Jackson's a hot guy, I'm not gonna deny that." Jason shrugged, and you laughed again.

"You're not wrong there." You shrugged, and Jason squeezed your hand slightly, bolts of static electricity flowing through you.

"Hey, I thought we said no breakups. Especially leaving me for Aquaman over there." Jason joked, and you smirked, looking up at the blonde boy.

"No breakups. I can admire though." You smiled, and Jason cursed under his breath, which you laughed at.

"Stupid Jackson and his stupid sea green eyes and stupid black swept hair and stupid hot face and stupid-" Jason grumbled, and you laughed, grasping the front of your boyfriend's shirt and tugging him down, pressing your lips against his. Jason scooped you up into his arms, and you laughed against his lips. Pulling away, you raised an eyebrow at Jason. Pecking his lips again, you laughed.

"You sure you aren't crushing on Percy?" You asked, and Jason scoffed. You pursed your lips, and Jason quickly pressed a kiss against your lips.

"You and only you, Y/N." He smiled, and you let your eyes wander, snickers escaping your lips.

"And maybe Percy." You joked.

"And maybe Percy- wait-" Jason stopped, and you snorted in amusement, patting your boyfriend's shoulder.

"Alright Grace." You laughed, walking off towards the mess hall. Jason stood in stunned awe, before chasing after you.

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I love Jercy !!

- jj